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Canata had hoped to be the one to drive Mitsuko, maybe Kaida, to the temptation of the mark. But the already marked girl did not have a bad strategy, the one she brought over, you could not think anything but demon, if looked at her. Canata was nearly human in appearance by the contrary. Maybe that helped with Nymphia, but if a demon like that brought the temptation to Mitsuko, she could not deny it was a demon pleasing her. If she wanted more she had to admit to herself she at least had a curiosity for demons. There was only one thing that demon lacked. “If you want this later, tell me, otherwise I will just watch, until you are ready. Give you the last nudge to open your eyes like your friend. It is my power that will do it. But I can’t force it on you. You have to want it, like your friend did. Just for tonight. By the morning any of you that accept it will have it wear off. If any of you want it long term, that will be a discussion for another day.” She had become interested in all five of these women. They would meet again at some point, one on one or in groups. How would they feel in the morning? Would they all be bitter, or would some be tempted to allow the mark again, at least for a little while? ”Is she your friend? Maybe you should tell her, what we were doing, how it felt. What convinced you to want to experience it.” Canata suggested to Nymphia. Maybe some girl talk with someone she trusted would help. “As for you, just try to relax. Or do you want so more attention from the ones playing with you earlier?” She remarked. As long as she was restrained, she would just let the woman watch. See how Mitsuko went through it. The other demon reached down, rubbed Mitsuko a little before reaching in. “I had hoped to play with you friend here. But she was worried about you, probably that other woman too. She said she liked this though. Wants me to do more later.” Her fingers moved swiftly, aiming for places to please. Like many demons, she enjoyed the sight of a human being pleased by her without wanting to be. But they were trying for more. Maybe a few hours where Mitsuko genuinely lusted for demons. To crave the touch of her enemy. “I think she wants you to think like she is now. Someone who understands her. Just relax, enjoy my touch.” The other hand took a breast enjoying its softness. Not too aggressively, with a lust in the fingers movements. Groping and squeezing it. She could take a little while. Was happy to warm her up. Looking forward to seeing how else Nymphia might help walk Mitsuko into desire. ”You just don’t get it, do you? I’m not trying to be worse than them. This is just how we do it.” The demon said to Shinigami, still eagerly mating with her. The creature’s hostility earlier stung. But a demon was used to proving herself to her mate. If Shinigami gave in more, if Micori permitted it, this demon was willing to protect Shinigami for the night, from other demons who just saw her as something to use or torment. To teach her what being a demon’s mate was like. Short, passionate, lustful. Proving she was stronger. Not seeking total submission, but she would be greatly pleased if Shinigami respected her power, craved her because she was so strong. Could do it differently from a human. The reactions pleased her. It was becoming so obvious she craved this. The demon just pinned her down harder. But there was a playfulness of sorts in it. Not trying to hurt her or anything, but proving the strength. Making her wonder if she craved, at least sometimes, a partner stronger than her, and was not as vicious as Micori had been. “Is it so hard to admit you like, that you want more. Well I won’t force it. But I’m going to keep giving it to you for a while.” Shinigami’s current reactions were closer to what she craved. It felt so good. But the reactions of Shinigami’s body would not bring the demon to quick orgasm. No, she would keep giving it to Shinigami, as long as she wanted it tonight. She would not make the offer just yet though. She would not love Shinigami like Mitsuko or Jumi. But if Shinigami wanted to explore such desire, she might not find a safer demon to do it with. She would maybe understand the demon’s show on power was not some evil desire to control or hurt her. Something more primal. That even demons at least sometimes shared with each other. Humans had very good reason to fear and hate demons, but their culture could be more complicated behind the scenes. With each other, or something else a demon was willing to share that experience with. It would not be long. Micori was good. The previous experience complicated it, but it had also been necessary to put Jumi back in that state of mind. As long as no one was in danger, it was safe, she could allow the slowly brewing desire for Micori to build. The tase of demon cum had sickened her with the flying one earlier. But the taste of it, and her own fluids, did stop Jumi from trying to please the demon with her mouth. She was willing to bring her to orgasm. It was only a moment longer before Micori felt Jumi come to an orgasm, this time, one she desired. But like she warned Mitsuko, she was in that state, she wanted more. After the orgasm faded, her mouth only became more eager, urging Micori to give her more. Whether just continuing to tongue her, or something else.

The demon hoped she was not going to regret this. Nymphia still had those Magical Girl instincts in her, the mark only kept her from using them against the demons. She seemed to be genuinely mixing a desire to help the demons and her friends, she only hoped the girl was right that she would succeed. The demon really did not want to upset Canata. With some reluctance, but partially motivated by the potential reward, she followed Nymphia, seeing the scene as it unfolded. Ah, these two humans will still foolish to try to fight. This friend of theirs, friend of one them anyways, was likely to save them from punishment they were begging for. Canata watched the chains take the older woman with some amusement, too bad she kept the other one free, the sword of that girl was troublesome. Capable of doing some real damage. She considered her next step when she was surprised by the familiar voice. The marked one could not just take a moment to enjoy the pleasure? It looked like the demon with her had hoped to do that, she was showing hints of uneasiness that suggested this was not her idea. Still, if it went badly, she might have to make the demon take responsibility for failing to keep the marked one busy with pleasure. Well, maybe it would work out. She hoed to do it a little differently, make the women give in to pleasure from a demon, but there was no guarantee it would have worked. The marked one might at least convince the one, who could mainly convince the other. “I told you I wanted to give you two an eye opening experience. An experience I already gave that girl. It is no trap. I am not controlling her mind. She is doing and saying these things because she wants to.” She said mostly to Kaida, but maybe to encourage Mitsuko. She looked to the demon that came with Nymphia. “Go over there, see if the marked wants your help in convincing them, let her take the lead for now, as long as it seems to be working.” She said quietly, the demon nodded walked to Nymphia’s side but did not touch of the humans yet. The demon growled at Shinigami’s response. Her own pride insulted, that she gave the beast a respect she would not have given the humans. Yes there were aspects of demon mating humans and Shinigami might not have liked, but she was not treating Shinigami like a slave, or humiliate her. Was trying to encourage to show any desire she might have started to feel and finally relaxed enough to show. “You….mmm….misunderstood her.” The demon getting Shinigami’s tongue said. Maybe a hint of disappointment mixed in with the pleasure. Not upset with Shinigami, the creature was not a demon, she was naturally unaware of their mating style. She felt a little pity for the other demon. The next one who wanted Shinigami might look at her more like a slave or toy. Now insulted, it was not certain how this demon would treat Shinigami even if she started wanting it more. The demon still approached not silently but only said a little. “If you wee a slave I would have taken you without a word.” There was still desire in the demon, but she was going to approach it differently now. “Move, you can have more of your fun when I am done with her.” She said to the other demon, no longer willing to share. The demon shifted away. This one might not be as strong as Micori. But she was strong. Maybe not strong enough to fight Shinigami at 100%, but strong enough Shinigami could not easily push her off, or resist after everything she had already been through. She quickly crawled on top of Shinigami again, the powerful body pinning her down. Her mood altered her approach, but there was still desire. She still wanted to do this, she forced Shinigami’s legs apart. Reached down to keep the other shaft out of her way. Then she plunged in, aggressively. She did not take her time, hard and fast was her natural pace and she could keep it up longer than a human. It was aggressive, but not intentionally painful. Not trying to follow Micori’s example, but instinctively, as with all others, did try to prove her strength to her mate. That she was strong enough for thus. How far was it going to go this time? It was same as the others. She could get lost in this moment. Crave Micori until it was over. She would hate it the morning. Try to burn the thought from her mind. Say never again, as the thought of a demon touching her disgusted her. But not right now. The demon was gradually flipping Jumi’s switches, making Jumi wat more and to please her. The mouth continued to work. Not at her full skill, but Micori would feel no hesitation or reluctance. Feel Jumi trying to please her. Wanting her to continue. Beaten as it was, the pussy positively reacted to Micori’s tongue, along with the moans, a way of telling her not to stop. What would this girl do if she was marked? If Micori had any fantasies or desires for this girl she had not acted on yet, it was very likely she might find Jumi eager to do it later.

The demon playing with Nymphia listened. Enjoyed the reactions, but the girl was not as into it as she could be. The concern for those other humans distracting her, but what she suggested was troublesome. “You should know, you have been marked by someone important. She is a big name to us, not an equal to demon lords, but maybe one rank beneath them. There can be consequences to mess up the plans of someone like her…”. She was a little curious. Of course her fingers continued to explore Nymphia as she talked, quite enthusiastically, hoping to get a reaction at least a little stronger. “Do you want to please Canata, impress her?” Was it just about the humans? Or that too? “You have figured it out by now, haven’t you? She hopes to mark them, just like you. I’m sure she wants to hide it until the ideal moment, when they might tempted to agree. You showing up could complicate that. Or do you believe deep down, you can make them both want the mark?” IF Nymphia could do that, Canata would probably be pleased. If not, this demon might get punished. “Would you be enjoying this much more, if they agreed, do you desire me?” Of course a demon always considered her own benefit, and she was sure the marked human would be honest. Her answer would influence the demon’s choice. ”Oh aren’t you knowledgeable? Have experience doing that?” Canata playfully asked Kaida, not worried about what they might do, but not reckless enough to try to strike them. That was Micori’s strength, not her’s. She was not going to ask for Micori’s help, let her play with those two. “Can you both handle this, I wonder?” A faint glow in her eyes, magic used. Glowing chains shot up from the ground, attempting to wrap around the arms and legs of the two humans. Could they dodge it? Was that sword powerful enough to cut them? The chains would aim and follow to a degree, but if they were dodged a time or two, fall to the ground and fade. No verbal answer from Shinigami, the demon getting licked thought she should be less shy, but was happy for the attention. Squealing in pleasure as she was pulled down, feeling passionate in the tongue. Showing she could desire a demon. But demons knew, for those with both organs, desire to give only sometimes meant desire to receive, and the might be preference for either a male or another like themselves. As Shinigami worked the other demon approached. She intended to have her way with Shinigami, but she hoped for a stronger hint Shinigami wanted it. “I’ve been watching you get it for a while, wondering how much you enjoyed it. You aren’t one of us, never been fucked before by someone like us?” She suspected the creature had sex with humans before, probably including the ones here. Not suggesting it was wrong to enjoy it, but wondering if Shinigami ever had a mate with a power like her’s. Or if a body with more similarities to her aroused her. “I could take you like that, but if you want me, you should feel a little desire to show it. If you really want it, get on your hands and knees, present yourself to me.” It was not mocking, hostile, but a little forceful. One again, some of the demons looked at Shinigami a little differently than the humans. Possibly an enemy, but also a worthy mate. This demon was addressing her much like she would a demon she desired. Would that appeal to her. Of course, keep playing with that one too, if you want,”. She did not care if Shinigami kept pleasing the other demon. But she offered Shinigami something else, what Nymphia suggested. A break. Was that it? Did Micori want to see what she was like marked? Play with her herself, or see how Jumi reacted to demons? She was not given enough of a chance to think about it though, before the tongue went to work, still the dominance, power, but softer, painless. She still felt lingering pain from before. The tongue helped a little. It was so wrong though, a demon tongue in there hungrily exploring. After she was flooded, the demon was cleaning out her own cum. She could not help but moan deeply as it went. The demon claiming her beaten prize. Familiar feelings, experiences, her defiance not gone but fading. And in her face…that. That shaft that went so deep, claimed what no one else had. Its power was hard to ignore. The demon would always be her enemy, but she felt an instinct to show Micori, she acknowledged her power. Not complete submission, but maybe a little, and gratitude for the pain ending. She took what she could into her mouth. The tongue wrapping around it, like the flyer. But she gave Micori more attention than that one, sucking on it some, though not yet with full enthusiasm.

Canata jumped back, then to the side, to dodge the attack, she had a feeling something was wrong, not enough excitement in the air. Whispering. It was not surprising they planned something. “Girls, you clearly needed to do more work on this one.” Kaida might have forgotten, but she was not alone, the demons who worked on Mitsuko and Kaida still nearby. Calling them to assist. She sighed, evaluating the situation. “I wanted to do this nice. But we are going to have to punish you both. You know you can’t win right? Put up enough of a fight and something very powerful might come out the fortress there.” She glanced to Mitsuko. “You really want to fight? Or just following her lead?” It would not be long before the two girls were surrounded. Her fellow succubi and others. She would let them make the first move, but was prepared to join in. She had to decide if she would punish Mitsuko or Kaida first. Though there was the question of if Mitsuko really wanted to fight. She might have to rougher with them. Would only hope one or both could still be driven into enough pleasure for the mark. She would not kill them still, would not keep them long term. But she had to consider Micori’s style. They were lucky she still felt merciful enough not to try to bring out more disciplinary tools. “Don’t hurt them more than necessary, but take the gloves off. You know what I want from them.” She said to the others. Punish them. Maybe a little pain, drive them crazy with pleasure. She considered suggesting Nymphia come. The mark was strong enough, nothing they said to her would shake her current state of mind. But she wanted to wait, see if she and those around her could punish and fuck some sense into these two. But it was an option to consider if they remained stubborn she hoped Nymphia would find some fun too. The demon smiled caught off guard. Shinigami seemed to just need to see a human was capable of enjoying sex with a demon to open her mind. “Mmm that’s good, ah, maybe I will let you have a turn later, what you did to the human. Mmm but she was right. You should be allowed to enjoy it. Do you want it? Do you want one them to help? That one seems eager.” She looked to one strong, well built body, but not overly muscular. Much of her body covered in a black fur, ample chest, and a healthy sized shaft. Fairly hard already. The demon looked eagerly at Shinigami. But the one she licking still spoke between moans. “You were worried about the humans? That made it harder? Did it feel good? So many strong demons mating with you? Want that that one to come take you. Show you how it feels. Your friend enjoys it, I’m sure you can too.” Nymphia was not ignored of course, a different one, more slender, very feminine well figured, with a deep blue skin, silver hair, purple eyes and two black horns on her forehead, approached Mitsuko walked up behind her, her chest pressed against the humans back. Arms wrapped around, one hand groping her chest, the other reaching between her legs. “Good job, finally encouraging that one. Let’s see how much fun she has. It would be interesting to see her marked too, wouldn’t it be interesting to see. But you hoped for this, human, didn’t you? You want me to please you?” Jumi was quite dazed now, semi-aware that Shinigami was opening her mind at least a little to this. That another demon approached Nymphia. She was shook out of it as she was thrown to the ground, probably a bit of how she treated Shinigami. A position that natural with what was happening. She could not try to escape. Her response to the kiss was confused. Her body weakened, her mind shifting into being more submissive. Micori might have felt her somewhat return the kiss, but it was not clear if she would have done more if she was in better shape. Then it came again. Plunged in hard and fast, extra deep again. Rubbing against the fluid already inside her. It still hurt. But it was getting closer to the other demons. Mixing more pleasure into it, starting to want more of it, even if it hurt bad later. Her sounds were a mix of pleasure and pain, moan and groan. Yes, Canata, that succubus. “What’s the ppoin…urrmmmm! I know…she hopes to make us all…but what good…would I be…?” Would she be capable of moving much by the time Micori was done with her? The mark might be a victory of sorts, but the whole making her crave demons, see nothing wrong with this, was probably less appealing if she just laid there and took whatever came by. ”You want to break me more…than Shinigami…? Urrmmm! Why go further…we me?” Shinigami had taken a punishment, but was not physically broken. Micori seemed to want to do more to her than make her like Shinigami was at the moment. Because she was human? More fragile? Something else? She did not know if she could do anything to hold back Micori’s violence, especially when she had started wanting more of it. Not the pain precisely, but once again, this sort of treatment was starting to appeal to her. Once gain, something she did not really understand made her start to enjoy a demon forcing herself on her as it happened, not want it to stop.

Ah complications, the lovely sight of tension, forbidden desires. These two should not be doing this to each other? The older woman was in a position of authority over the younger one? She had seen enough of human culture, through observations, dreams and so forth, Canata was quite aware of such things. She could nudge it along. They wanted to support each other, but such support might open their minds to her, if she nudged it right. Starting with nudging Kaida a bit. “Do you want to cum inside her? Does she want you to? You might not ever another chance. There is not anyone here you want to do it to more is there?” Maybe back the human world there was another woman or two Kaida would love to do it to, but everyone with her here, was someone she wanted more than Mitsuko? Mitsuko admitted she wanted it to. This was her only chance, to release it into a woman she desired. ”I’m doing what I want. She feels good. If you want to draw my attention, you need to want it, want me, more than you do. What I really want is to give you all an eye opening experience though. Neither of you are ready yet though and not ready to hear what it is.” They both needed to be more into it. Like Nymphia, it was counterproductive to mention the idea of the mark, until they were in a state to be tempted by it. They would be too hesitant, probable to decline, if offered before they were ready to at least seriously consider it. A nudge to Mitsuko now. “A little secret? Something you want her to do to you, while I’m not here? Hope it doesn’t involve what she has inside you. Our power gave her that. She will not have it when you all go back to your world. If you want her to do something with it, best to tell her while she can do it.” Nudge Mitsuko to keep crossing this forbidden line. This woman she should not desire. Tempt them both to go far enough they would continue to see each back home. One taboo could lead to another. This was not unlike the dreams she played it. If her desire had nothing to do with the penis, something she could experience back home, well it was still useful to let her imagine it, to keep the desire on her mind. The demon moaned as she received attention from this treat. She had never had a chance to try a marked girl, a human who pleased a demon not out of fear or submission, but because she wanted to. She could feel it in the movement’s tongue, the girl wanted to please her, probably found her beautiful. “Mmmm you’re good, just like that….do you see it?” She shifted the question to Shinigami. “She is using her tongue on me because she wants to. She did not invite us to join in out of fear, she craves it.” Now she spoke to Nymphia again. “A demon or two inside you would make you so hot inside, wouldn’t it? Move that body as you imagine it. Show you friend how excited the idea makes you.” Make it crystal clear to Shinigami that Nymphia wanted this, not just being submissive or nice. But craved demons at the moment. Maybe increase Nymphia’s excitement too. She was happy to do this, wanted too. But the demon wondered, would Nymphia feel a more horniness, clear craving, if she started to imagine and had to wait a moment to be touched? And maybe a nudge to Shinigami? “You heard her right? She invited us to have some play with both of you. She wants you to open you eyes like she did. Hopes you can enjoy it like her. You probably need some help to completely open your eyes, but let your friend here guide you a little.” Canata might not have planned this, but these girls might help each other give in to the mark. To watch Nymphia like this, it might scare them a little, but at the same time, maybe a temptation. To ease their fear and pain, maybe wanting to try thinking and feeling like she did. The other demons still watched, pleased by the sight of Nymphia, some tempted to accept her invitation. But they were also curious if Nymphia would be the one to shift Shinigami from just taking it, to more obviously wanting it. There were one or two eager for a turn with her but wanting to watch a little more. Jumi herself was very uneasy about the idea of being marked, what it would do to her. But she had to admit a fascination with Nymphia as she was. So much like herself, yet the mark made her happy to do things she would not have otherwise. It was not true mind control either. But Jumi’s mind struggled to comprehend how Nymphia felt about it, what was going through her mind and feelings? How had it felt, when the mark first appeared? How did she feel about the shift? How similar would it be for her or one of the others? Then it came. Familiar yet new. Her eyes rolled back as Micori released it all. So much, so strong. Her body could not help but feel overjoyed. She had not thought she was so close to an orgasm, but such an intense one from the demon pushed her over the line. So good. It felt so good. Her dislike of the demon might have contributed to it. Her power. So much cum, so dangerous. She felt more in danger of being bred than any of her previous times. She just had to hope it failed. She could not say anything in the moment. It was hard to say what state her body was in. Her will was at least shaken. But she knew the demon was not done. How would she react when it started again? The heat of the demon’s seed flooding her insides just confusing her more. Her body knowing more was coming. No room for it, but instinct maybe yearning for more.

Jumi watched Nymphia approach, with some surprise. Naked, hints of having been been raped…but her face was….content? Happy? Her eyes the drawn to the glow, a chill ran through her. She was perhaps the only one here other than the demons and marked girl herself who knew what it was. She was not an expert like Umi, and others at the temple, but she was warned about and aware of a demon’s mark. What it meant and did. She also knew enough to make a few realizations about the marker…probably that pink haired demon. All demons could mark, but for most it could only be one person, Micori here for example could only mark once. If she did, she would be telling everyone the one she marked belonged to her and was a very valuable trophy. Such a demon would not have marked Nymphia so quickly. No it was from someone who could mark several at a time, often temporarily. The mark from such a demon tended to influence the marked girl’s desires more too. There was one more thing she knew…Nymphia could only be marked because she wanted it…There was a new danger here. She was not likely to be the only one offered the mark. How many would take it? It seemed Kaida was not quite as into it as she first appeared. Not ready for the mark yet. Still it said something that she agreed to do this. If the three of them kept it up, they might get more tempted. The two of them doing this might make it more comfortable for both of them, but it might tempt them too. Especially with Canata involved. “Well, you have the right idea. Savor the feeling while you can. You might not ever get another chance.” Kaida might never feel this again after tonight. Depending on her choices, Mitsuko might be the only one she felt it with. “You should savor it too. Tell her how it feels, she is trying to protect you from me…How much protection do you really need though? I’ve been observing you, sensing you. Let me let you know a little secret. You can’t hide arousal from me, can’t hide pleasure. Every one of you. I can feel it, how strong it is, if it is conflicted. I know how you two felt with the others.” She knew how effective the warm ups were. That every single one of these humans had been pleased by demons to varying degrees. That pleasure tended to grow the more they experienced. Neither of these women pretend to her they completely hated it, felt no enjoyment at all. It might not be as easy as Nymphia, but she would work on them. Could Kaida avoid being influenced by her new organ? She already admitted to Mitsuko she could not stop. What would she do, when she had to let it out? The demons around Shinigami stepped back as the girl approached, all saw and understood Canata’s mark. They were impressed she already got one of them to agree to it. They watched her with the strange creature. Not one them, but with a body some of them felt was more demon than human. They honored her. They mated with her as if she was a demon, curious if she would enjoy it. They did it repeatedly, an aggressiveness that humans could not handle, but she had. They did want her to enjoy it. There were subtleties, depending on types of demon or rank. But if two random demons met, one wanted to mate with the other, it was standard for the aggressor to be forceful, violent to a degree. A demon was supposed to take what they wanted. That included a mate. Outside of political marriage alliances between demon lords and ladies, demons did not usually have lasting relationships. Not as equals anyways, though lords or ladies might also have long term slaves they used, demon and sometimes human. The woman overpowered was usually turned on by it, eager to mate. Was this Shinigami feeling any hint of that? It was not obvious either way yet. They would keep doing her either way, but they wanted her to react like a demon woman. For a moment they watched the two, let the marked girl encourage her. She was showing the effect. Inviting demons to join both of them. They wanted to see it though. For Nymphia to show she was comfortable with, even eager to have sex with demons now. A demon woman that thought of herself as one of Micori’s pets stepped forward first. This one was pure female, grey skin, red eyes, long black hair, mostly human figure, though with sharp claws on her hand and feet. “I don’t think your furry friend realizes how enlightened you are right now. I can please you, human, but show her how willing you are, how much you want to please me. Encourage your friend to want us too.” She turned, bent over. The demons pussy nearly in Nymphia’s face. She wanted the tongue, for the other demons, but especially Shinigami and maybe Jumi to see a human girl who had switched from the pain and sadness of being raped, to someone who would have sex with a demon because she wanted too. The sight of Nymphia under the mark’s influence was hard for Jumi to process? Was Mitsuko going to give in to it? Kaida? Shingami?….Herself? She was worried, if she felt what other demons did to her again, if she let Micori ‘tame’ her, could she refuse it? Nymphia was so strange now, but again, she could not look away. She was herself, in a twisted way. It was almost believable she was kind enough to offer herself to even demons, to help them. To ease Shinigami. As for Micori and herself…”I’m not a damn masochist! You expect me to cum all over you from your pain…I’ll admit, part mmm of this feels good…” Made the most noise as Micori was at her deepest, in places no man, fura, human or demon touched before her…” To go so deep, so hard, the pain there slowly shifted to pleasure more as it continued. “You won’t tame me with your damn torture.” She said it, but the defiance was not as strong as before. The demon slowly bringing out her submissive side. Roughness was key. Proving her power. But it was a delicate balance. Pain itself would not take her all the way. Though maybe the right degree of it would make her beg for pleasure instead. “…I already know I can’t win against you…” she softly admitted her weakness, admitted the demon’s power. But if she wanted Jumi to submit, to beg for the demon’s pleasure, she still had some resistance to that. But it was weakening. The sight of Nymphia and Shinigami was an influence too. She watched the demon woman approach, she had a good idea what would happen. But she waited to see to watch Nymphia do it. To be happy to do it. Hoping and dreading to see it at the same time, before Micori did more to her.

Don’t want a repeat of my Cortex writers block. That said, if I’m searching right, looks like those can be found online for free. May at least see if I have time to read them in the near future and see what I think of them.

It would only be a matter of time before a new demon found Nymphia…or maybe the mark’s influence would tempt her to approach a demon after she had a moment to rest. The one thing she was certain of was she could not break the mark once given, neither could anyone else here. Only Canata could remove it. Under its influence, Nymphia would no longer be afraid or sad. Might or might not get excited/restless. She would not try to run off. When she found herself with another demon, she would probably be eager for its touch, to touch it. But the mark brought out desires one already had, shifted their outlook. But it worked on the existing personality, there were the basic similarities. But every marked girl was a little different, just like they were different without it. Nymphia would learn for herself soon, what it meant for her. They were going to be here long enough she could not just rest until they left. Canata also hoped to gather all the girls that accepted the mark, at the end. Let see the choice they made, let them interact, see what each felt about the mark. She was sure they would talk when it was over, but it would be interesting to see them evaluate it together while under its influence. For now, Mitsuko and potentially Kaida were the focus of her attention. To see how they responded to the offer. She would actually be a little surprised if they agreed. But moments of vulnerability like this made humans so unpredictable, she could not rule it out. It was Kaida who surprised. If it happened, she thought it would be Mitsuko who wanted it. Someone to ease her through the demon’s touch. But the older women was surprising lost in lust. Was it the penis. Human women could not have those without magic like this. Magic normally forbidden to them, such as demon’s power. It might have influenced’s Kaida’s brain, along with the attention she received from the other succubi. She might already be willing to take a mark. But no, she would let this rare opportunity go more naturally. It might opening Mitsuko more to it. She might be able to mark the two together. Mitsuko would be less suspicious of the touch of an unmarked Kaida. And she wanted to see how Kaida helped a demon give a human girl a threesome. She followed the two. Let Kaida take the lead. She was amused by another possibility. It might not be her with this one. There was a small change this woman might give the girl a child. “Let the demon take her from behind? I’m up for it, a little fitting.” The monster, the evil enemy, taking her from behind. It was less risky, but in a way more taboo. Easier to remember who, what was doing. As she approached, she gave Mitsuko a playful spank. Groping her rear a little. “Here I come.” She said cheerfully, pressed up against her. And pushed it in, her hands on the girls hips. Working in pretty close unison with Kaida. Her pace was much like with Nymphia, not going easy, but not as fast or hard as she could. The demons had warmed Mitsuko up some. She now had a trusted human, helping the demons. Oh that would probably help Mitsuko get into it. Give her those conflicting desires. Maybe remember what Jumi warned her she could feel. There was another possibility on her mind. She could take advantage of this. If Kaida accepted her mark later, she might reward the woman with another use. Kaida. Shinigami. They were the only one that might end this night knowing demons were not only in them but they were in demons. Because they wanted it, not like how Shinigami tried to punish Micori earlier. But for now, they would do Mitsuko in unison. She encouraged Kaida a little. “Never imagined you would have one of those did you? Once you got it, how badly did you want this one? It feels wonderful right, to be the one inside another woman? Feeling it rub against you, completely different from a finger or tongue?” Encourage Kaida to think about her lust, for Mitsuko to hear the answer. These two did not seem to be strangers, though she did not know what sort of connection they had. Was the penis confusing her, giving her new desire, or giving Kaida a way to act on something she already wished she could do? Jumi probably could not hide the fascination with she had with seeing Shinigami like this. Wondering how she would act if it continued, not wanting her to suffer, be humiliated. But turned on the possibility she enjoyed this, wanted it. She, Shinigami and Mitsuko had something special. Jumi was not afraid of being unable to satisfy her, it was clear she could. But the thought of a different sort of pleasure. That the demons were pleasing her in a way that was not necessarily better, but different, turned Jumi on. The possibility that someone like Shinigami might enjoy being over powered and mated with. Turned on that someone could do it. She watched, listened for signs that hinted how she felt in the moment. She could not help but want to know. But Micori would not let her focus only on Shinigami. A loud squeal, more pain than pleasure as she was pinched. She was not a true Masochist, but there was some pleasure mixed with the pain. Treated a way even other demons did not. “Damn you…” she said softly. Being treated harsher than the others. But if Micori kept working on it, she could very likely tame Jumi, bring her into that state of pleasure she felt before. But would this one do it, without her begging? It was not completely clear. She was clearly enjoying herself, but she seemed cruel enough to want to make Jumi beg, before she would try to please the girl, more. Or she just got off on this, was this something like she did to Shinigami. “…What….did…you make her do?” She had to hear it for herself. How harsh was Micori with Shinigami? Did Shinigami give any signs she enjoyed it, wanted what Micori did to her?

Canata was far from pure-hearted, was very capable of being manipulative, selfish, cruel, she was a demon and proud of demon culture. But she was a seductress as well, enjoyed a good time, she was being honest with Nymphia. Everything she said about her intentions and desires were honest. She had no desire to hurt the girl, physically especially. She would send them all home when it was over. This was all about fun…it just happened to be that what demons considered sexual fun, with humans, and each other to varying degrees was something humans usually found painful and repulsive. Psychologically, and sometimes physically. Yes, the force, temptations and such were part of the fun. But the way so many of these girls reacted to it was part of why it was so fun. To watch so many of them enjoy it, despite how painful or wrong it was. For sworn enemies to be so intimate with each other. It thrilled Canata and many other demons. She was not certain Nymphia would accept the mark. But she could feel it form on acceptance. For now Canata’s body on top of her hid it. But when they were done, it would be there. Brightly glowing. All Nymphia’s friends and all the demons who looked at her, would see the girl accepted the mark. The demons at least would know what it meant, her friends might not. Canata would give the girl an explanation when they were done. Before another demon gave her a try. Hopefully she would feel some pride in mark, at least tonight. In the morning, after it was gone, Nymphia would have to decide what she felt. There were no words between them. But the mark did its work. Not controlling or changing Nymphia, but drawing out, intensifying desires already there. Easing her fears, her pain. Nymphia told Canata what she wanted with her body. It was not subconscious, not reflex. Nymphia did not feel fear, hesitation or pain anymore. She wanted the succubus to have sex with her. Had apparently changed her mind on the end. Wanted to feel her first demon’s seed inside her. Canata doubted she was eager to breed, it was rare a human craved a demon’s child without more time and work. But the girl was willing, if not eager to take the risk. She could tell what she wanted for the end. That was always fun and she was willing to reward the girl for accepting the mark. She continued to kiss Nymphia until the girl’s moaning made it too difficult. She went harder at the end. She had been forcing it back for a bit so this would not be too difficult to time. Her moaning got louder at it approached. Nymphia being into it, marked, made it even better. She kept going, until Nymphia’s second orgasm came. The girl’s body made it clear what it wanted, it was enough to finally pull it out. Nymphia got to experience it, something she never expected to experience or desire. The warmth, heat of her body being filled by a demon. Canata took just a moment to catch her breath. Let them both enjoy what happened, and a last few moments of the warmth of Nymphia beneath her. She would let the girl know more about what just happed to her. “You know how to give someone a good time once you’ve calmed down.” She rubbed the side of the girl’s hips, close to the covered mark. “You feel it? You have my mark now. Don’t be scared about it. Like I said, it is only there because you wanted it. I can only offer it, but it was up to you to want it. You are ‘mine’ in the eyes of all the demons here, as long as you have. But that is just our culture. Like I said you did not sell your soul to me or anything like that. You are still yourself. You had to accept it, but now that you have it, only I can remove it. But I promise you it will gone by morning. It will just encourage feelings already inside you. Perhaps open your mind a little.” The closest thing to an actual change would be Nymphia finding some demons beautiful, desirable, she was much more likely to enjoy the rest of the night. To be eager for her other partners. Might not think of the rest of it as rape. A taste of what corruption could be like without actually being corrupted. She pulled out and stood up. Admiring the mark, which Nymphia could now also see, if she wanted. “Take a moment to process it. One of the others will likely visit you soon. I should give one of your friends some attention. I intend to give them all the same test. Hopefully they will be openminded, like you.” All five of them marked, oh that would be a sight. But it far from certain she would succeed. She observed those around her. She would leave the veteran to Micori. Wait a bit to give the creature attention. She seemed to be warming up. Gradually enjoying her current partner. Neither demon or human, what did that one feel about demons? Did she enjoy that treatment? Find demons appealing? She would let Shinigami explore the experience with that one for a while. They looked like a good match. Not seeing it was soon to switch. She walked over to the other two. Three to a degree. She glanced to Nall, that little thing she saw in the house. “Quiet you. Guardian Beast? There is no escape for any of you, you are deep in our world. BUT. We will send you all home when we are done. If we wanted to keep you, you would already be locked up.” If the goal was to break them, make them slaves, they would likely have gone inside the nearby fortress. She looked over to the two women, smiling at the gift Kaida had been given. “Fun to have, isn’t it?” Her eyes then looked over Mitsuko. Subtle things she had noticed before, there was something about her body. Reminded her of…the divine. But this was no goddess, Mitsuko was as involved as the others. “Sorry to interrupt you two. But my turn your friend over there is done. I think I want you next.” Her hand gripped Mitsuko’s shoulder. “Though maybe we can work on her together, if you two really want to keep going.” She genuinely offered Kaida an opportunity for the two them to work on Mitsuko together. To let them have sex while the demon also did Mitsuko. Did it repulse one or both of them? Did they consider it better than the alternative? Were they lost enough in the moment to be up to it. ”Watch or, give that one attention, depending on what she does, my sisters.” She told the other succubi regarding Kaida. Not blood sisters, but with all the variety of demons out there, she looked at other succubi as sisters of a sort. She did not move yet though, seeing if Mitsuko would dare keep sucking Kaida…for comfort? Or if Kaida would break it off over the thought of Mitsuko having a human/demon threesome. Jumi could not help but look at Shinigami. Wondering how right the demon was? Demons were liars, but it was hard not to look at Shinigami and see at least a degree of truth? How much though? Just how far into it was Shinigami? Would Shinigami give in further. Neither human or demon. So proud but overpowered. In some ways comparable to how some animals bred. She was sure Shinigami’s pride would not be broken long term. But in the moment, did she enjoy this treatment? Did it make her eager for sex with those strong enough to treat her this way? It was increasingly clear no-one’s life was in danger, it might relax her guard, make her think more about sex. With powerful, creatures, some that looked more like her than humans did. Or was she just enduring it? All she could do was watch. Watch while the demon painfully played with her. Surprising the pain of the deep penetration had faded. But there was still pain from the technique. “No fun?…I’m sure you love this…” she had to bite her tongue not to call the demon a bitch. Having no idea how she might react. “Isn’t this what…you want? To ‘tame’, ‘conquer’ me?” There was a good chance she would be like Shinigami before it was done. Another thing they went through together, might understand each other’s reactions. Her defiance was weaker than Shinigami. Micori and her both knew Micori was going to win the contest before it was over. The only question was just how much could Micori tame these two. She did not yet know Canata might eventually tame both of them more than they might guess, if they could be tempted. Pain and pleasure mixed, already weakening resistance as the touched places inside her no one ever had before. None of Canata’s softness, pure domination. Which she could not help but moan a little to. The domination, the technique, the demon shaft rubbing untouched flesh inside her.

Some point I really have to get reading those books in my collection, see where that might go. And possibly try looking into things more people here are familiar with.

Canata could feel it, the lust was starting to cloud Nymphia’s mind. The first orgasm fueled it. She might have liked, but the girl was craving it. “I’m forcing you to do anything. I just know how to please a woman. Everything your body feels, is its reaction to me. You say, you don’t want me to cum. But can’t you feel it? How your body is trying to draw it out? Really think about it. Is just going to react, to anyone who does it like this? Or deep deep down, does some piece of you want it?” Her pace was more eager now. She let out the occasional moan. It was getting harder to hold in. Was it too soon? Or was it time? “I was not lying, You are a lovely little thing. This feels so good. We will both always remember I was your first demon. What you feel now. You know, it is a demon’s nature, to take whatever she or he wants. I should fill you, because I really want to. But I promised you a test. Here it is.” A bit of Canata’s power flowed towards Nymphia. A heat in her hips, faint but there. The girl could feel it. It did not change how she felt, but it was restrained so far. “You say I’m forcing things. But I cannot force this. It is up to you if that power grows or fades away. It will not last more than a few hours either way. How honest is your denials? If there is real desire in your heart. It will grow. This will feel even better. You won’t have tears.” If Nymphia gave in accepted the power, Canata’s mark would shine on her hips for all here to see. Her victory, short term, even more complete. Her lust in general would grow, she would look at Canata and the other demons more open mindedly. Find some parts of them sexy she would not have otherwise. Be open minded, curious about sex with them. She might change her mind about Canata cuming inside as well. “You said you will do what I want? Well, I can’t force you. But while I give you another climax, I want you to think about what I make you feel and my offer. You aren’t selling your soul to me, nothing that will last beyond today. A pure gift.” It was risky might backfire but with everything was feeling, the mark waiting to see if she would accept it, Canata kissed the girl like she did before, she could not help it. Nymphia was such a lovely toy, her desire was hard to restrain. How would the girl answer the test? It was a futile defiance, Jumi knew that. But she had to make the demon work at least a little. To force those reactions out of her. “…Not my first time, unlike all of them…”. She admitted, that the flyers were not the demons to force themselves on her. It influenced her attitude here in a number of ways. But the demon forced her to see Shinigami. She could not deny what she saw. What she knew too well. She had not given in completely yet. But if this went long enough, would Shinigami be like she had been before. Genuinely pleased, yearning for more, at least until it was over? Part of her did not want to see, but she had a hard time looking away. Some piece of her wanting to see Shinigami fully into into it. All the signs and sounds of pleasure, maybe even asking for more. Or admitting how good it felt, with complete honesty. Maybe letting Shinigami see the same from her. She knew she should not, was not proud of the thoughts. But this was something that was likely bond the five of them, they were going through this together and would have to support each other after it was over. It was like she told Mitsuko, there would be no judgement of pleasure anyone felt while this happening. They just had to avoid wanting more afterwards. The others were certainly all getting attention. None, as far as she could see had gotten fully into yet, but she could see the signs, they were beginning to enjoy it. Please mixing violation. They would all be tempted to feel what Jumi had before and likely would again. She could not watch them too much though. The demon was quick to take her, to fill the hole already soaked in demon seed. She grunted in a mix of pain and some pleasure. This was at first not too unlike what other demons had done to her. A louder groan. She felt something give, penetrated.in a way she never had been, deeper than before. Her cautious side said to submit now. But her Magical Girl spirit told her to endure. Something about this demon, unlike the flyers, this one would have to make her submit. “…Me and Shinigami….we’ve been through a lot together…are fighting hard for something…you will have to ‘tame’ us both…you want me to beg.” She could not take the beating Shinigami did. But she had fight in her, for better or worse, Micori could probably have some fun. Taming her, getting her to submit for a little while. Woukd she and Shinigami be tamed together, would they see each other completely give in to lust for demons, submit to a degree? Jumi did not want to make it too easy. But she had a good idea where this would go, for herself, maybe or maybe not Shinigami. It was already hard to think or say much, getting screwed like this, and the shock of how deeply she was penetrated, the pain blurring with the feeling of Micori’s violent pounding.

“You all are doing good with blue over there. Give her a little more attention, don’t let her slip away. I need a little more time with this one.” Mitsuko seemed to have been warmed up pretty well. But Canata needed more time with Nymphia, she hoped they kept going, forced Mitsuko to keep feeling pleasure. It was too soon to switch. Nymphia’s pleasure was growing, but she was still too hostile to accept the gift Canata could give her. Still not ready for the other gift Nymphia surely expected. “See how good that felt? Dishonesty is bad, shouldn’t lie, especially to yourself.” She held the angle that made Nymphia squirt, picking up the speed. Restraining the load inside her. That would wait. This was a first test, see how Nymphia reacted to the pleasure. She was not there, when Jumi warned Mitsuko and Shinigami how good it could feel. How you might start wanting more, hoping it didn’t stop. It was not true for every Magical Girl who found herself in this circumstance, but it was very common. Would Nymphia start to feel it? This was so hit to her, watching the pleasure build in the human she chose. The conflict inside them. Watching their hate and disgust turn to pleasure, confusion over whether they hated or craved the creatures doing this, A slave. That was what they wanted of course. Jumi knew that. Some they could use for pleasure, and would fight for them with genuine loyalty. That was the danger. The path one was in danger of if they wanted this after it was over, if they craved this. That was not what Jumi was considering though. This was just to endure. Yes it felt good. She knew it would. It always did. She would not lie to herself. But she knew how wrong it was too. She would die before being tempted to serve them. She just had to endure whatever they did to her. Said to her. The humiliation, that there would probably moments she seemed eager. Might be a little submissive, but her spirit not be cracked or stained by it. Then it happened again. The warm feel of the demon seed filling her holes. Including her mouth eventually. First time she had tasted it. Awful. She would not swallow, instead it drooled from her mouth, just making her feel dirty. She could not help it, under such an assault they felt her orgasm for them. A fairly strong one. But a greater unease. This was not safe like Shinigami, there was a chance, hopefully very small, she would carry a demon’s child after this was over. Mitsuko, Nymphia, Kaida. It was possible for them. Only Shinigami had a chance of being too biologically incompatible. She could only pray none of them would have that fate. ”Don’t worry. I’ll give the others attention soon enough, let others try this one..” Canata said to Micori. “I have to give this one a little more attention though. Before giving her my test, just imagine if she passes. But it might be soon.” She had to give Nymphia a full orgasm. But that was just the warm up. After it happened. She would keep going. Study her reactions, her desires. If she seemed open minded, Canata would make the offer as the pleasure grew. Shortly before a second orgasm. It could not be rushed. But with Nymphia’s reactions so far, it might not take too much longer. Now though, Jumi had to face something completely different. Probably one on one. But watching this one fight Shinigami, she knew she could not fight this one. An uncertainty swirled in her. She probably looked a demon’s toy. Nude. Demon cum leaking from all sides. Maybe had a hint of afterglow from the orgasm. She was a little submissive, but it did feel right to be a demon’s casual toy, to play along easily from the start. She could not take the sort of beating Shinigami did, but she probably needed a degree of that treatment. “Did you hear your friend? I’ve been fighting you kind for years, you’re going to have to be a little rough with me.” She was clearly too weak to fight. But like Shinigami, Micori would have to put some effort into making her moan, admitting her pleasure. She was not the demon slut she looked like. Though Jumi knew it was just delaying it. “Get board of trying make Shinigami moan, going for an easier target?” She could see Shinigami from here, had not seen what Micori did. She knew she might be in denial, but it was hard to imagine Shinigami enjoying demons like that, that Micori might have given her genuine pleasure. That Shinigami might be moaning to another demon right now.

The girls had been broken up pretty good most could not see many if any others. Noises were the biggest confirmation they were all still relatively close. Noises perhaps similar but confusing. None of them actually wanted it, but the noises indicated pleasure, their own pleasure and the pleasure of the others. Canata was intentionally positioned so Nymphia could not see much else. Jumi had a hard time seeing anything but the group of demons, giving her the biggest gang bang she had ever experienced. Others might or might not be able to see one or two, but no one could see everything. They could only wonder what was being done to the others, guess what exactly was being done, how they felt. ”Of course you do. That just makes it so much better. How will you feel as I keep going? You hate me but how long will you hate this.” She was subtly shifting the position of her thrusting. Looking for just the right spots to rub against. She had an advantage there. Male demons could be clumsy, but those like her or Micol, they understood that technique was important, how a woman could feel so much better if you just did it right. Some just enjoyed rough penetration. But this delicate little flower needed a little extra attention. She could tell Nymphia was feeling some pleasure already, but she could feel so much more. What would she do, if the demon gave her real pleasure? Would the tears fade until it was over? Was this capable of feeling the thrill of the taboo? What would she think if this demon made her enjoy it as much as any other skilled partners she had before? There was always a risk of giving in too easy. These demons were after their own pleasure. They only cared about her own for humiliation or proof of their skill. As one raped by demons before, Jumi understood this well. It had been a gamble, and course she could not do much else, she was not capable of fighting five of these demons like this. They would be able to do what they wanted to her. She was somewhat happy she was up here. Not sure she wanted to see the others in the state she knew all too well. That her mind was shifting towards. She hated it, but just like before it felt good. She was sure it would only feel better as it continued. It was easier to accept it as it happened. She could accept the pain of failing again after it was over….she already had some guesses how this would go. They would probably be safe, even sent back in the long run. But this would not be over quickly. The demons would savor having so many playthings, trying to humiliate them. Convince them to enjoy it. But even she had not yet imagined what Canata hoped to try. That some of the girls at least might have an experience unlike Jumi’s previous times. She let the one in the mouth do what it wanted, see if it tried to make her do more. She expected it would try to get her to be enthusiastic with her mouth. For better or worse, she had probably showed herself to be the most ‘willing’ here. Having been touched by demons before. She would not be surprised if they tried to exploit or experiment with that. The one in her pussy at least, was getting positive reaction from the movements. Jumi was not showing the despair the others did, though she did hate it and wished they were not going through this. But Jumi was perhaps a victim of the taboo. Imagining it at other times sickened her, but while it was being done to her. Her body seemed to enjoy it, because it was so wrong. That the enemy she spent her life fighting was doing this to her. And this time, maybe, helped by the fact so many of them desired her.

It was all coming together, maybe literally before long. All of the girls had been claimed by one or more demons. There was a flood of wonderful sexual energy around them. It was mostly the demons for now. Some of the girls were making lovely noises, but they were not fully into it yet. A good chance it would just be a matter of time though. It would not be the same as a willing partner. But Canata had seen it so many times. The minds might keep saying no, but the bodies said yes and more more more. The idea of all these girls getting more into it, perhaps fueled by each others reactions, ignited a fire inside Canata, an experience new to even someone who had seen as much as her. Jumi’s attempts to shake off the one was futile as she was ganged up on. The squirming became softer and softer only picking up again at the expected ripping off of her clothes. She knew she could not avoid it anymore, before long there it was, not just one, but two demons inside. It happened again. She hated her promise was already broke. Mitsuko, Nymphia, Shinigami, Kaida. All five of them were being raped by demons in the same time and place. She had heard of happening to two or three at a time before. But a group like this had to be rare. They were not holding back on her. The pounding from both sides, the tongues on her breasts. Human or demon, she had never had such a large group give her attention at the same time. She did not have the power to resist. The feeling of those inside her, so similar yet subtly different from a human’s. But the first time she had a demon inside her. It was like she warned. It felt so wrong. She wished she could fight it off, but her body could not ignore all this. Her breathing was getting deep. A few moans, soft for now. No complaining though, no resistance. The demons could probably guess she had experience with demons. Several things went through her mind, judging her situation and past experiences. She could not fight like this. If she tried, it would only be more painful. It looked like they would not kill, but they would probably react harshly to significant resistance. They could be hurt badly. There was some question if it was best to just force her way through it, get it over with. Make it short as possible. That was the thought process that led her to take the shameful action. Opening her mouth, letting the fifth one in. This was new, she had never done this with a demon before. She did not want to, but she chose to do it, not entirely passively either. She did not bob her head, but her tongue went to work on the shaft. The demon could probably feel reluctance, shame, but not passive, trying to please the demon. The advertisement she giving for toughness shifting from trying to fight them off to her body starting to tell this was not her first time. They could still be rough with her and she would take it. From a human, a reaction that was likely to please at least some demons. That was a pleasant surprise to Canata, a bit of a shift in the energy around them. But she did not say anything about it directly. Her goal was to probably give Nymphia shame, give her real pleasure, maybe make her beg for more, to want it in the moment even if she hated it afterwards. Her reaction so far was not too surprising, it usually took some time for a human body to warm up to a demon claiming it. For the pleasure of the sex, the sheer taboo of the act, to begin to grow stronger than their hate and fear of demons. It varied by individual, but it was rare that pleasure and taboo did not win in the end. ”Relax and let me go to work. Listen to your friends too. Hearing less and less complaint from them.” The occasional moans from others, forced or not. They probably all still hated it, but more and more of them would probably start feeling the truth, it was so wrong, deep down they did not want it and were being forced to do it. But one by one they likely to start realizing it still felt good. Any hesitation or struggling to get free replacing by wanting more. Maybe not admitting but hoping the demons would not finish too soon. “You feel so good too. Human pussy feels so wonderful. So forbidden. You hate us so much, I can’t help but want you.” There was power involved. Canata was doing this to force Nymphia to admit she could not stop it. She had lost to this demon. But there was energy in her movements, in the pounding. Eager but still not nearly as hard or fast as she could go. Nymphia’s body at least had to feel it. The demon was doing it to her because she genuinely desired Nymphia. Found her body very appealing and hoped to please her.

It was all tests of sorts for now. Getting a sense of who Nymphia was, how she would react to things. Little tests, before the big one. Canata would not take no for an answer, but she giving Nymphia a chance to give quietly, gently. She could show warmth to a human, but more of a test/act, at least initially. Though she was able to show something more genuine to one at least open minded to the darkness. But this was assuming she gave in willingly. Not willingly, but peacefully. But her eyes snapped open, when she noticed what Nympia was up to. Her lips pulled back, some hostility now on her face. She did not look around but could feel the energy around her. Sounds in the air too. All the others were now taken or on the verge of being so, none of the girls had a chance to avoid it now or help the others. “Bad idea. I was going to be gentle with you. In case you did not notice, all of your friends aren’t able to help anymore.” Jumi was the last. But seeing Mitsuko get taken shook her and she lost the ability to shake off the others, one of them finally caught her, she vainly struggled to shake it off, before another tried to join in. She was trying, but deep down, she knew she had failed one or more would be having their way with her as soon as they got an idea position and maybe declothed her. The girls were about to be playthings of a demonic orgy. A good chance each of them would have multiple partners before it was over. As the leaders, Canata and Micori would be able to have a turn with as many as they felt like. And Canata would have Nymphia, the girl had no choice here. Only a choice of how easy it would be. Canata threw the girl into one of the rocks nearby, pushed her to the ground on her back. The demon’s clothes faded as she crawled on top of Nymphia. “Surprise I can do what Micori and your Shinigami can too.” Nymphia could feel the shaft appear on Canata, thick, long, hard. “I was going to give you a chance to be eased into it. But if you are going to fight, bad girls get proper treatment.” She was not going to take more chances with one. Test if she responded positively to more aggressive response, “Listen to the noises your friends make. You all get to share this moment.” She insisted as she pushed down and shifted. Forcing Nymphia’s legs apart and the shaft plunging inside her. Canata did not wait, it was not long before she eagerly thrusted in and out. She loved this feeling so much, taking humans like this. Knowing Nymphia had to accept a demon was doing this to her. Probably would hate it, but would the demon be right. Would Nymphia think it felt good?

Canata was not too troubled, if the girls put up too much of a fight, more demons would come. She was sure there were plenty more in that fortress over there. It was always fun if some put up a fight though, made it more clear to everyone present that the demons were enjoying a victory with the girls, she was sure it turned on at least some of the girls, ones who had a thing for domination. It made seeing the pleasure later so much better. That Shinigami creature and the summoner were the biggest wildcards. Micori seemed to have Shinigami covered, she just had to keep up the pressure. The beasts summoned had to be watched, but Canata was sure they would be overpowered before long. These girls were not nearly strong enough to win in a place like this. Very powerful demons might come out, if it looked interesting enough. She was on guard. But using Nymphia to protect herself, as well as choosing the girl as her probable first prize. “That one is interesting. Wonder if she will change her opinion. Like you, I wonder? So many humans talk like you, but….” She could feel it shifting in Nymphia. She probably did not have to physically force herself on this one. Though it might take some pressure. A soft approach. But firm, clear Nymphia had no choice. This demon would take her. “I’m not as young as you might think. I’ve been doing this a long time. Watched so many of you. Touched so many of you.” She smiled hungrily at the girl. “I’m going to test you. Probably a few of you. But the test is a surprise for now.” To work on them, please them. The biggest test, to see if any would accept the mark’s temporarily. Oh the surprise they would feel, even more intense pleasure, and temporarily, while the mark remained were likely to look at the demons with genuine lust, sexually crave them like humans they desired. It would be temporary of course. She would not mark any of them long term. Not yet at least, but of it would be fun to see. The humans, maybe that Shinigami. Would at least at least one of them take it. At the same time, Jumi was having quite the trouble. Still taking a shot or two to try to free Mitsuko, but unfortunately had to protect herself. Kaida’s dragon was as welcome sight, though she was more worried than most. Based on past experience, that this was a battle they could not win. But she tried. Staying on the move, firing, but not having an easy time. Possibly not being able to handle any more flyers. Still desperately trying to delay the perhaps inevitable of the demons going further with Mitsuko. To see it happen, to see what she feared from her own past. To watch Mitsuko upset but unable to ignore how good it might feel, pleasure, even orgasm from her enemy. It was not certain, but she knew from experience and words of others, it was very possible. Kaida and Nymphia as well possibly. Shinigami already seemed to have experienced it some, but kept a defiant attitude. While Jumi struggled Canata continued. “Are you brand new or something? Is that why you are so delicate in my embrace? If not, haven’t you heard others talk about it? How they talk like you, seem so defiant, but it felt so good while a demon pleased them? I wonder, how you will react to this?” She pressed her lips to Nymphia’s locked her into an intense kiss. Full of passion, showing desire for the human in her tight grip. Power too. Not violent, but forceful, her grip tightening. Physically telling the girl she had been claimed for the moment. The demon would not let go or let anyone else have her until she was done. Until she had satisfied herself and taught Nymphia what sex with a demon was like, and gave her test.

There it was. The girls were being split up. Shinigami was having more and more trouble, Canata was a little curious about that creature, wondering if she would be able to please her. She hoped to have some fun with as many as she could. But it remained to be seen how it would all play out. The older woman was an interesting surprise. Calling creatures of her own. But how long could she protect herself and the others. To her pleasant one of her top two choices was pushed towards her. So innocent so scared. Probably never touched by a demon. How much would she moan. Her arms were quickly around Nymphia. Holding her tight. Softly whispering in the girl’s ear. “Oh Micori is being rough with your friend until she calms down. She has to learn to behave first a little while, it will make her much happier.” She laughed a little “Shinigami, huh, yet whatever she is. She is not one of us.” She was surprised to hear the name, made the mystery stronger. But her attention was on the girl in her arms. I won’t hurt you though, as long as you don’t resist. I’ll take good care of you. Appearances are deceiving though.” She leaned her neck down, ran the tip of her tongue up Nymphia’s neck. “You don’t give off the usual impression of a Magical Girl. While look at me. Look just like one of you humans, but I promise you, am a demon.” This girl looked so fun. Not likely to struggle. Probably never touched by a demon like this. She was getting quite aroused imaging her reactions. She called to the humans still free and the demons that had not taken them yet. “Less you fight, the easier this will be for all of you. But I’m sure my friends are ready to make you all a little submissive.” A little more to the demons in particular someone else can have a first turn with those three! Don’t be too rough with the blue haired one. I want a turn with her. Maybe the older one too, if there is time. The pink winged one seems to be a veteran, may have already gone through this, can be a little rougher with her. Just enough to make her give in though.” Jumi glared at her, but Nymphia was a shield between them. She also tried to keep the other demons away. The promise looked more and more impossible, but she was not letting the demons have them without a fight. Canata focused on the scared girl in her hands. Studying her body’s reactions, and for any sexual energy from arousal. Would fear keep ruling her mind? Or would temptation begin to grow? In the enemy’s hands, looking much like another human woman. But one of the enemy she was meant to hate and fight. One arm held Nymphia tightly. With inhuman strength. But the other gently, affectionately, caressed her bare back, her rear a little. No hostility or violence. No attempt to be aggressive yet, confuse her, maybe tempt her. She did have a darker side, but right now, she did not show it. “You will not be scared anymore as I warm up. I will send you back where you came from when I am done.” Her motives were dark, to make Nymphia cross a line she never wanted to. To make her enjoy so much, that she would not be able to lie about it, no matter how shameful it was. Possibly the first of numerous times, test for darkness inside her. But she would not kill the girl, not be more violent than necessary and did intend to give Nymphia true pleasure. Jumi cursed as Mitsuko was grabbed, but not yet violated. She did have open space now. Ignoring Canata’s taunts, she flew up, hoping no demon could follow. Her first priority was to try to free Mitsuko. Then help Kaida and Nymphia. Hopefully she could help Shinigami, but it was only more dangerous to try to attack Micori while surrounded. She tried to get behind Mitsuko, to get a good shot at the demon holding her.

What to do, what to do? The humans and friend seemed on guard but equally unwilling to make the first strike? Caution, or inexperience? Either reason suited her. Canata considered what to though if the stalemate held. Using her magic against such a large group was risky. Thankfully she heard a shifting in the rocks and the creature’s disbelief. “Isn’t it wonderful how hard it is to actually kill some of us?” Granted plenty of demons, the foot soldiers, fell easily to such attacks. But plenty of Magical Girls and Knights had learned you had to be very through to be sure the stronger ones were dead. But Micori went on the attack before Shinigami could answer. “Should have warned her, veteran. I’m assuming you knew the risk. Maybe too captivated by me?” She asked Jumi, with some amusement, but watching the humans, for any strike. Jumi lifted her wand. Considering making a strike, either at Canata or to distract Micori. Then it happened. “Ooops! Now the party gets more interesting.” Her magic circle interfered with the portal Shinigami made. Causing it to expand. “We’re taking the girls home Micori!” It drew them all in. Perhaps not to the exact spot Canata chose but close enough. In a flash they were in a twisted place. Bare ground. Rock and crystal in strange jagged shapes. A dark sky filled with stars of countless colors. Something like a fortress in back. Jumi body went ice cold in terror. She did not know their exact location but she had seen this world before, fought in it. “Everyone, ready to fight now! This is the demon’s home!” She stood her back to Mitsuko. Her body glowing. Preparing to put her power into attacking anything that approached. Canata raised her hand. “We don’t usually have so many guests. It wouldn’t be right to keep you all to ourselves. Who will accept the invitation?” An orb of light fired up from her hand and burst like a flare, calling attention to anyone who saw it. “The creature is yours as long as you want it, Micori. But I wonder, which pretty human should I start with.” She licked her lips looking over the girls. The two younger ones other than the veteran were most appealing. But she waited to see one tried to attack her, or for other demons to come and isolate the girls, join the party. She would wait a moment to strike.

Ah, that was unfortunate. Now Canata was in a much trickier position, at last for the moment. Micori should have been more careful….but at the same time, did the creature get too cocky? Canata was not so sure Micori was gone. Hopefully she would not be down for long. Canata was in a more delicate situation now. Not sure how much she could guide or control the demons around her. Would be so much easier if they were males, she could pheromone them up to an uncontrollable lust for these girls. Everything was so much easier with males for a succubus, everything about her was meant to target them. Prey on them in a way. But women had their appeal too, in part because it was more challenging, made her a little jealous of her incubus counterparts. It was also appealing to watch them love it so much, no matter how wrong it seemed to them. “Look what they did to Micori. Shouldn’t we do something about that? She spoke to the demons around her. Seeing if they cared what she said, or could be used against the others. She was not stupid. She had lived a long time, and part of that was not fighting such a large group, especially one she knew so little about. That creature was especially dangerous, and she did not know what the humans were capable of. But there was so much potential here. So many pretty bodies, hungry for a demon’s touch. She could escape if she had to, but she would hate to miss this opportunity. She had to see what other demons could do, or if Micori could get back into things soon. Her biological powers were targeted towards males. She did have more general magical powers, but she had to be careful. With such a large group, she could easily be overwhelmed. “I’m sure some of are used to your enemies going on rants about what they plan for you others, who they are. Sorry, I’m not that type. I only talk about myself to people who get to know me, and are less hostile.” It was a process, warm up, spend some time together. Get the girl to understand how much she could please them. There needed to be a little progress. It had been so fun with Emiri. They had become so close as that girl gave more and more to the darkness inside her. Were any of these girls capable of following that path? Probably not, most of them sadly died before they would open their minds to another life. But even the attempt was fun. And it would only be in the attempt any of these girls would learn more about her. ”I’m not alone. These poor things are probably upset with what you did to poor Micori over there. Will probably do something if you try to get closer…I’m not as trapped as you think either. But are you?” She glanced to the hole up to the house. Her eyes glowed. There was a loud bang and the hole caved in. She would not be surprised if they could forced their way out. But it would take time and work, which was risky with the demons around them. She tried something else. She had ways to escape. But did they? The demon was not following all the cliches, she was smarter than many. But Jumi had at least a little idea what was going on here from her past battles. “She’s stalling. I don’t know what for, but she is stalling. Watch out. I don’t know if she plans to do something herself or is waiting for something.” Canata smiled at the observation. It was hard to tell how long these girls had been fighting but Jumi was giving a hint. “A veteran hm? Keep guessing. I still won’t answer, but maybe you can figure things out on your own.” Her eyes ran over each, studying their bodies, memorizing each. Every single one of them was a candidate for long term work. They did not appear to be a team, not all of them at least. She hoped to have a taste of a few of them here, but she could maybe give some of them isolated attention later. As she spoke, she tried to interfere with any magical means of escape they might have. A magic circle on the ground beneath her, expanded to cover the room. It was a partial process for the teleportation she might use to escape. But it was only partially cast, she did not intend to leave until this was over or she was in real danger. But it should, in theory, interfere with any attempts to make portals or teleport by anyone else, make it difficult to form or send it somewhere untended. And Canata’s partial spell was target deep into demon realms, where this group would be in very real danger. Not somewhere they wanted to follow her or try to escape to.

Jumi tried to stay close, to Mitsuko, but out of reach of the demons. Hesitating when she heard the noise, looking back. A figure that looked completely human. “Trouble. We’ve got another demon!” Different from the others, but looked dangerous, she did not want that one to get close but thankfully Mitsuko finally broke through and she made sure to follow fast, Mitsuko did well, but she knew better than to assume those demons were down for good. If not dead, they could surprisingly durable and sometimes quick to recover. Canata watched, slowly moving forward, in case the woman outside followed. Closer to the demons Mitsuko cut through than the others. She looked over the sight in front of her. “So this was the unusual one I sensed. Interesting.” She casually watched the creature, neither demon or any sort of monster she knew of. What it was doing to a familiar face. “Tsk tsk, Micori. That was you? I was drawn to the good time you were having. Looked like you had it under control until just now…would hate to interrupt, if you are having a good time. But if you need help…potential here.” She looked over Shinigami and the Magical Girls. No familiar faces. “One more of them might be following me down here. Thought she shouldn’t miss out on your party.” There were enough Magical Girls here she was cautious. Fighting directly was not her thing. And the creature mating with Micori, looked strong. But how strong? Was Shinigami in as much control as she thought, or was Micori letting her do it because she liked it? Jumi stayed close to Mitsuko and tried to stay close to Nymphia. The new demon made her uneasy. She was cautious about trying to stop Shingami, really hoping she had the lead demon overpowered. “Stay on guard. Be ready to leave as soon as Shinigami is done. But be very careful about the new one. She’s different from the others.” She said quietly to both Mitsuko and Nymphia, prepared to attack any demons that got close. Canata just watched with a smile, enjoying the sight of Shinigami and Micori. Wondering if Micori had a trick up her sleeve to regain control. Micori was probably pleased the creature could do this to her, she guessed, but would do or say something if she thought she was actually in danger. Canata would let them humans and creature wonder exactly what sort of demon she was.

The physical union of human and demon, or demon and something hostile to them, could leave an energy of sorts to those attuned to it. The taboo, shame mixed with pleasure. Most could not feel it. But to a succubi sex was practically what they lived for, them and their male counterparts could feel things most could not, not even other demons. And one particular succubus had been in the area for a while. She did not serve Zorn but had been helping him for a while. She hung around his old territory. She felt it, something was brewing. Something that had the potential for more. She was drawn to the abandoned house on the edge of town. Yes, an ideal location for such a thing and she knew demons had made a connection below ground. She appeared on the roof, looking down. She felt a number of presences below. Some human, some demon…one different. This was not something could usually do. But the sexual energy made it easy to detect. Only the demons felt pure lust, but the tension, unease, that could be manipulated. She felt it. So familiar. Those Magical Girls. So self-righteous and stuck up, and the vast majority of time, you touched them right, got inside them. It was so satisfying how often they could not deny how good it felt, that they really did enjoy it. But outside, was something more troublesome, that she did not sense, but could see. One more Magical Girls and more surprising, a dragon. Keeping an eye on the outside? The dragon was troublesome. Probably powerful, and not the sort of thing she wanted to try to seduce if she could avoid it. But that woman. She should join in the fun. She loudly cleared her throat and called out. “Aren’t you lonely over there, young lady?” Her voice almost cheerful. “You should probably check on your friends down there. They seem to be in over their heads.” She hoped down to the door, jumped inside. “Oh, here I can already hear some of it downstairs. I can’t help but take a look. Hopefully you don’t leave them until it is done.” She left it vague, what trouble they were in exactly. But Canata truly could hear a little already and wanted to see, making her way quickly towards the noise.” Hopefully the dragon would not follow. Kaida following would be a bonus, but Canata mostly just wanted to see for herself what was happening and join in if she could. Hopefully the demons doing this were willing to share. Especially since she could make it better for them. ”That’s the ideal. I’m doing what I can to help them without either of us doing the same.” Jumi answered with some frustration, mostly towards the demons. Who were not going down as easy as they should. “Don’t let yourself surrounded. I’ll keep them off, but if you can feel any sort of new power in you, now is the time to try it.” They were stronger than expected Jumi was putting up as much of a fight as she could, but with just the two of them, they were not making great progress. She really hoped there was something Mitsuko could tap into here, especially after whatever changed with her. She had hoped they could at least force their way through the weaker demons easier than this. This felt like a pretty big oversight from Reika, much worse than she suggested, unless she had expected Shinigami to put up a stronger fight and not get pinned down so easily. She might have had an easier time with these demons between them. Jumi could not do much else at the moment. Her transformation increased her physical abilities some, but she was not a good close range fighter. She would just get in Mitsuko’s way if she tried that, or get dragged to the other side, join Shinigami and Nymphia.

Let’s dig this club up. I’m using this thread because I did not feel like making a new general OOC/announcement thread just for this. That said the club should see new life again soon. Have been talking with someone about starting something new here. Have another idea too that I probably will post in this thread soon, but want to think about the details a bit more. It would be a bigger one though could have numerous people (might have made it a new club if my slots were not all full and it was not too hard to decide one to delete).

Dammit. Jumi had hoped to either hit her target, or get her to dodge at least. Getting other targets in the way was the worse case scenario. It was hard to see past them, dangerous to look, but it sounded like they had failed to stop the demon with Shinigami. She only hoped Shinigami could stop it before it went too far. There was Nymphia as well. There was the additional danger of sex with demons for the three human women. But she had no idea if Shinigami was ‘compatible’ with demons of not, especially when she was receiving it. ”Don’t hold back! They won’t either. Push through. Find out if these ones are weaker. Cut through, I’ll give you support fire.” She instructed Mitsuko. Shifting to a position slightly behind her, firing more of those balls at the closest demons. For now letting Mitsuko attack and aiming for any others that got too close to, to protect her from being surrounded. It might not be quite as traumatic here, none of these demons being male, but she intended to keep her word about not letting them touch Mitsuko, hopefully not Nymphia. In the best case, they could interrupt this ‘Micori’, stop her with Shinigami and prove the claim of it taking a while wrong.

“Who knows why she says what she says.” Jumi answered with some frustration. They did not have time to play Reika’s games and try to figure out her riddles. They could not afford to be distracted. Better than trying to think about if they had been lied to, or the other things about the whole situation Jumi was not happy about, but also not thinking about in the moment. Maybe it was a lie, maybe Reika was just wrong, or something changed since she said that. “Hit em unless you see a good reason not to. Don’t let them overpower, corner, or pin you down.” The area was too cramped to fly the way she would like. But an aura surrounded her a bit. “Also be ready for anything. Demon powers vary almost as much as ours, I don’t know what these ones are capable of yet.” ”Touch her, and I’ll be angry. I’m not some innocent child. Fought your kind for years.” The numbers made things risky, it remained to be seen if this was a fight to the death. But Jumi upped the scales. Wand appearing in hand. Pointing it at the demon. It glowed a few seconds and a ball of pink light fired towards the demon. It was not a warning shot, should at least hurt pretty bad if it hit. But she thought from what she heard and saw already, there was a decent chance the demon would dodge it.

It was bait after all. And Nymphia after all. It just appeared the actual targets were whoever was on Nymphia’s team. The biggest surprise was the gender of course. As Jumi pointed out earlier it was mostly males that did this. This practically screamed succubus. Even then they usually went after men, and mostly through dreams, though this sort of situation was not completely unheard of. Not to the point Jumi would question her understanding of demons or what was going on. Of course it was not certain that was the demons’ goal either. Stripping Nymphia could have just been humiliation. If they had wanted fun with her, they could have done it already. ”Oh don’t be stupid. Lucky you did not get the local. You’d already be dead. Let the girl go, if you don’t want a fight.” Jumi hovered back, in a defensive position, prepared to strike. They certainly were lucky it was not Alexandrine who found them. She would not have been in a mood to talk. But did these demons think Shinigami was one of them, or some monster? Not much other reason to think Magical Girls would be up for fun…though it was not impossible they had the same idea of fun as the males, and there was no intention of it being peaceful. “Sorry, no intention of running. Not leaving you with them.” She added to Nymphia, death or arguably worse was about what she could expect left alone with them long term. Jumi had no intention of abandoning her, though she was still studying the situation rather than making the first attack. It was hard to know what these demons were capable of.