SO’s “Vampire” – Two – Demons

Legends tell of a terrible place, a place where nobody ever goes near, a place of darkness and horror. High up upon the highest of all hills, higher than even the tallest you can think of, lives a large and eerie old castle. Nobody goes near it, nobody has ever been there to tell the tale and returned, and nobody has ever even laid eyes on it that anyone knows of. Of the few who have returned, they tell of the horrors they saw. The castle is surrounded in darkness and swarms of bats. There is no way to reach the castle as it is not connected to any roads and is on the tallest, steepest hill. You would sure have to have flight or the world’s finest climbing gear to even consider it. But those dozen or so who have made the voyage tell of horrors beyond imagination. The castle moans, as if it’s hungry. Constant, deep moaning erupts from it in all directions from deep, deep within. It oozes a thick, unknown substance as if drooling like it is hungry and waiting for someone to just walk in so it can gulp them up to never be seen again. Nobody knows how old the castle is or how long it has been around, but there are tales that say it burst from Hell itself one day, and that is why the old kingdom that once stood here is now merely a charred and abandoned ruin.

Surrounding kingdoms that knew of the cursed lands, known as the ring of ashes, often forbid anyone from going near such a place and felt it was better left forgotten. So long as only the peasant villages between the nobility and the ring of ashes were seeing people disappear every night it wasn’t exactly a big deal. Then things changed, and nobles began to disappear as well. At first it was only a small handful of lower class nobles, and all except their closest relatives made little of it, but the more it happened the more serious they began to take it. Eventually even high nobility started to vanish.

Princess Humblunt tried her best to blend in at the party, avoid attention and just sort of blend in and disappear, but when you’re the princess you cannot really do that. She hated social settings and did not like meeting new people, she was shy and timid and all around pretty introverted. But it was her princessly duty to show up, greet people and meet people, and be polite, sweet, charming, and never, ever fart. She had been struggling to hold it in, this brewing fart that ached her stomach and clenched her bottom so tightly she felt as though she had just juiced a lemon into her anus while already sucking on a candy with it. She tried her best to feign a smile, gritting her teeth beneath her smiling lips in a fake and forced smile she had perfected since her early years.

Juan pulled her in close, his hand on the small of her back, his other hand holding her own while he adjusted his hair in that way bishonens do even though he’s more of a woman but a very pretty one. She lost herself in Juan, their hour long conversation just prior having transfixed her with so many important details that she had never known before, vital information that would change the course of events forever and potentially leave her utterly clueless had she not heard it. She was in love with her prince, her beautiful lady man that was the most beautiful man or lady she had ever known. She was lost in Juan’s eyes, she was lost in his embrace, she didn’t need to fart anymore. Or had she already? In truth she was unsure if she had forgotten to hold it in and simply didn’t notice releasing it or not, and she was not deeply self-conscious. Her cheeks flushing red that spread to her whole face, she turned away, clenched her hands to her cheeks, and ran off, leaving Juan dumbfounded.

Princess Humblunt made her way to her room high in the tallest tower of her kingdom, so high that you would need flight to make it to the top unless you used the stairs and she did so she definitely did not see him yet. The princess burst into her room, her entire body and mind burning with embarrassment, shame, and insecurity. She fell onto the bed, her face buried deep in its soft warmth, and proceeded to release. Apparently she had still been holding it in, she had run away from Juan for nothing, and as the room vibrated and she felt that old familiar tearing sting she got off the bed to go find something to wipe with. And that’s when she saw it and she froze. Standing there, in his regal attire and gazing upon her with a handsome smile across his beautiful face, was Juan in the window. The princess’ internal panic went into overdrive, her eyes wide and her face a deeper red than her own blood, and she felt as if she would feint. How did he get here so fast!? Or at all!? Had she done that in front of him? Had he seen her do it!? Did he hear it!? Did he SMELL it!?!? But before she could run and kill herself forever, Juan swept her up once more in her arms, pulled her close, and kissed her passionately.

The previous trauma made it easy for Juan to drive deep inside her, his womanly penis sliding in and out of her ass swiftly and expertly. Princess Humblunt moaned, biting her lip at the occasional twinges of pain, and pushed her hips back at Juan. Juan’s hands gripped the princess’ hips firmly, his sharp nails digging in just enough to sting but not enough to draw blood, and soon the princess could no longer hold herself up and collapsed directly onto her face. Butt still in the air, the princess took Juan’s cock again and again up her ass, losing herself in the pleasure of her beautiful lover’s thrusts. Every so often Juan would strike the princess’ firm, pale ass just hard enough to leave a bold red mark, and as their beautiful buttfucking grew ever more intense his swats began to scrape her with his nails. She winced and gasped, loving that it was a bit too much for her, and soon she could feel herself being pinned down savagely into the bed, a thick and hot stream of cum erupting inside her and flooding her until it overflowed. Princess Humblunt lay against the bed as Juan withdrew, her breath heavy as she panted in a daze, her butthole overflowing with cum and traces of blood.

Just as the princess began to thank Juan for the meal, sure that their love making was over, she felt herself being turned onto her back like a helpless ragdoll.