The Contract Renewed Ch. 06

Blake laid in their hotel room bed, sleeping like a log. He more or less crashed after they got back from dinner the previous night and had been out since. The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, but the early morning was still dark. In the shadowy corner of the room, an unwelcome presence stood. A demonic spirit, it almost appeared as a human woman with a white night gown, but her face was horribly distorted and her eyes were inky black. Her mouth, a gaping void, hung open as she slowly floated towards the unconscious man.

"Yes, a new tourist with good energies." She whispered, extending a shriveled hand. "Just stay asleep while I fill your mind with horrors beyond imagining. I wonder what you fear the most."

Her train of thought was interrupted when she heard a toilet flushing from the bathroom.

"Hm? He's not alone?" She thought, feeling like a deer in the headlights. She was just about to retreat back into the wall, when she saw who left the bathroom. It was another demon, a succubus more precisely, though her attire was hardly befitting of her title. She was simply wearing an oversized black t-shirt with matching black panties, although her demonic features were on full display. Her presence in this room was a surprise to be sure, and certainly not a welcome one.

Igmauth yawned and stretched, then stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the phantom in their room.

"What are you doing here?" She whispered. "That guy is off limits, he's mine. No sleep paralysis demons, hauntings, none. Signed a contract and everything."

"Yes, I can see that." The demon hissed, finally noting the collar on his neck. "But I'm afraid that you're on my home turf, so my powers are greater than yours."

"Are they?" She cocked her head to the side.

"Yes..." she got on all fours, her limbs splayed out almost like an insect "just observe!"

She lunged, rapidly crawling towards Igmauth before the unimpressed demon released a stream of lightning bolts from her fingers. The bolts hit the spirit, and she was swiftly blown away through the sheer force of the spell. She let out a gargled scream, which was abruptly cut off when she fell back and phased through the wall.

Igmauth blinked in surprise, then looked at her hands. "I don't know my own strength." She thought. "That wasn't meant to be so strong that it would blow her back." She clinched both her fists briefly, before opening her hands again. "I guess it worked out, though. She probably won't be bothering me after an attack that powerful. It's a good thing I put a little sound-proofing spell on the walls when we checked in." Putting a hand on her hip, she looked to the still-sleeping Blake. "Nothing wakes him up, though. But then again, I guess he is part of the reason I'm so powerful now. He pumped a metric fuckton of energy into me yesterday."

Releasing a soft sigh, she returned to bed. Throwing the covers over herself, she embraced Blake from behind.

"Fourth demonic entity that's tried something since we signed the contract." She thought. "That one at least had an excuse, since we're not from around here, but still. I put that collar on him for a reason, it's not just a kink thing." Her embrace of him tightened. "Well, part of it is kink..."

She dozed off as she spooned him and rested a few more hours. The sun fully out and still no sign of life from him, she eventually decided to get up. It was anyone's guess how much longer he would sleep, and as much as she enjoyed spooning him, she needed to stretch. After getting ready for the day, she put on a black tank top and some shorts along with a lace choker and a chain pentagram necklace. She enjoyed a full breakfast and a cup of coffee at the buffet downstairs before returning to their room to find that he was still sleeping. She sat at the desk and watched videos on her laptop for a bit, before finally she started to hear him stir.

"Ah, the hibernating bear awakens." She observed, taking off her headphones. "Good morning."

"Morning..." he sat up and yawned "how long was I out?"

"A good 10 hours by my estimate. I've been up for a bit, already had breakfast and everything. They should still be serving it, so you can grab some if you want."

"Yeah, I just need to get dressed." He scratched his bedhead "so... what's on the agenda for today?" He noted the sunlight peaking through the curtains, a sign that the rain had passed.

"Well, there's a nearby hiking trail I'd like to check out. Seemed like a nice change of pace from the beach, and besides, it should be a little less hot today after the rain."

"Sounds good." He got off the bed and stretched, his shirt lifted just a bit to partially reveal his hairy belly. "I'll get ready and grab a bite to eat, then we can go. I don't suppose you have additional plans for this little hiking excursion?"

"Now what plans could a demon girl possibly have for being out in the woods with her boyfriend and very few people nearby?" She crossed her legs and started twirling a strand of her hair.

"Forget I said anything." He shook his head before heading to the bathroom.

Later that day, they were walking down a dirt trail under the shade of tall trees. The birds were chirping, and sunlight peaked through the green canopy above them. Even though the weather was ideal, there didn't seem to be many other people around. They walked beside each other and idly chatted as they held each other's hands, both their nails painted a matching black color. Though Blake was tempted by it, Hawaiian shirts felt inappropriate for the occasion, so he was just wearing a simple t-shirt with shorts. The collar around his neck remained something of a constant.

"So you're saying you don't have parents?" Blake asked, having just heard her casually talk about her high school days.

"Well, yes and no. We don't procreate, but there was another succubus I lived with until I grew into an adult. I guess you could call her a guardian and a mentor, Vilosir was her name. But we're not on speaking terms anymore since we had a falling out."

"Oh, what was it about?" He was very curious about all this demon lore she was dropping on him.

"Well, call it a disagreement on the methods of food sourcing. She likes it the old-fashioned way, where you break into people's houses and drain their energy through what are basically intense wet dreams. But I like the way I do it with you, since it's more enjoyable for both parties and I don't run the risk of getting shot at."

"I see... so I'm not gonna have to worry about meeting her, then?"

"Unless she literally shows up on my doorstep? Probably not."

"I guess that explains why you never mention family." He scratched his head. "And here I was, worried about what my parents would say when I brought a goth girl home."

"Please, for people as religious as your parents, my taste in music and fashion will be the least of their worries." She grabbed his arm. "But what they don't know won't hurt them, right?"

"I mean, yeah, obviously. I've hidden plenty of things from them over the years, I'm not gonna suddenly be honest just because my girlfriend is into Satanism." He cleared his throat, feeling her soft chest against his arm. Although he still felt fatigued from the previous night, that demonic magic was powerful. Or perhaps it was simply the sight of his very well-endowed girlfriend going braless in a black tank top. He could only assume it was some combination thereof.

"... and also the fact that she's a literal demon?" She asked, sneakily groping his ass.

He sharply sighed. "That too." If she kept getting too close like that, walking the trail was going to become more difficult for him.

"Hm..." she looked around and saw that nobody was nearby "why don't we head off the trail just a little bit? I hear there's a nice spot further into the woods."

"Yeah, the travel brochure mentioned something about that." He said, deciding to fight back a little by grabbing her ass. She jumped when he did it, seemingly surprised by his initiative. "Why don't we head over?"

"Okay, big boy, okay..." she said, sounding rather impressed "let's check it out, then."

With no one in the immediate vicinity to notice their strange behavior, they both headed off into the forest. They headed down a gentle sloping hill, dry leaves and twigs crunching before their feet as they headed further from the trail. The whole time, Liz held him by the wrist and eagerly led him along.

After a few minutes of walking, she finally looked back. "Okay, that should be far enough." She finally said, stopping next to an oak tree. "I don't think anyone will notice if we're this far out."

"Think so?" He asked, wondering if they'd walked an adequate distance from the beaten path. Just like before, doing it in public felt a little dangerous. Perhaps even more so than last time, since before they at least had the excuse that an office storage room was insulated and behind a closed door. Now, they were in the open.

"It'll be fine." Chuckling, she lifted her tank top and let her heavy tits drop.

"Alright, then." He lifted his shirt over his head and hung it on a branch. Unbuckling his belt, he got his shorts off to reveal that he was getting excited already.

Igmauth couldn't help but watch him as she got her shorts off, letting them slide down to her ankles while her demonic features reemerged. He approached her, his limp dick swinging a bit before he got behind her. Feeling his curvy body against her back, she grabbed his wrists and guided them to her chest. Encouraged, he started groping her. Her whole body was soft and warm, but he especially enjoyed groping at her chest. They were so huge that it was hard to resist, but she certainly enjoyed it when he touched them. His hands began to explore her body, slowly sliding down and grabbing her belly. He also groped at her thighs, before gliding around and grabbing her ass again.

Her breath got heavier as he got handsy, and what's more, she could feel him getting harder. She reached back around and grabbed the hot, thick shaft.

"See? All up and ready to go again." She observed, starting to pump him. "You just can't resist the temptation to fuck me, can you?"

"You're pretty eager to fuck, too." He said, sliding a hand between her legs to feel how wet she was.

"Hey, don't get too handsy." She swatted it away, then turned around to face him. "Especially since I've decided to be indulgent and let you do it again. Laying in the dirt may not be too comfortable." While technically true, that was mostly an excuse. She enjoyed just letting him fuck her sometimes, but after his performance the previous night, she wanted to see what he could do when put on a longer leash. Though as a succubus, she was too proud to admit any of that openly.

"Hey, I don't mind either way."

Leaning against the tree trunk, she lifted a leg and coiled her tail around his torso for balance. He pressed his bulging tip against her opening, then started pushing it in. He started stroking her, wrapping his arms around her as he slowly moved back and forth. She was incredibly wet and had no trouble taking him in, so before long he started going all the way in. The thick, veiny shaft pushed itself deep into her aching pussy, and he grabbed her by the shoulder while using his free hand to hold her raised leg.

She groaned softly, almost letting her voice out. Just as before, he was doing it just the way she liked it. Only now he wasn't tied up, so he could touch her to his heart's content. If she was struggling to keep quiet, it was just as difficult, if not more so, for him. He sighed, doing everything he could to keep himself from moaning.

Despite that difficulty, he had no intention of stopping until she told him to. Her magical power took hold over him yet again, and he became fixed on pleasuring her at that moment. Sliding against her g-spot as he thrust into her, he started rubbing her clit. All the while, he could feel her drenched walls rubbing against him. He wasn't sure if it was some demonic magic, if they were just physically compatible, or some combination thereof but her insides felt heavenly.

He started using both hands to fondle her huge boobs. Feeling his hands sink into them, he leaned forward and started kissing her on the neck. Tossing her arms around him, she tilted her head back and stifled her voice. Being stimulated in all the right places, she felt herself shuttering.

Unsure of how much longer she could stand on one leg, she turned around and braced herself against the tree trunk. She didn't need to say anything, he just grabbed her by the hips and went back to fucking her. His thrusting got rougher, and her ass clapped as his body repeatedly smacked against it. Getting a view of her lips spreading out on his thick shaft, combined with the way her ass bounced was enough to drive him crazy. He really was starting to feel like an animal in heat.

He leaned over her, his torso against her back, and started grabbing her hanging tits. Giving them a squeeze, he started humping her more frantically. While his right hand kept feeling up her breasts, his left migrated down and rubbed her clit again. It was becoming increasingly difficult for both of them to keep their voices down.

"Seriously, you're acting pretty bold today." She whispered, feeling his hot breath against her neck. "You keep going for my sweet spots even though I never told you to, and you're humping me like a damn dog."

"Yeah, well... after our session at the hotel, I realized something." His hairy chest against her back, he whispered in her ear. "I'm only human, yet I'm able to outlast a succubus. You said you were indulging me, but it feels like our dynamic has changed." After saying that, he thrust all the way inside and started grinding against her.

"Damn it..." she sighed, feeling every inch of her well-endowed boyfriend stirring up her insides. As good as it felt, she had no intention of losing her dominant position in bed. "Big talk coming from the guy who passed out when I finally told him to stop." She said, looking back at him. "I don't think anything has changed, you've just forgotten who's in charge."

He pulled his hips back until all but the tip was out. "Make me remember, then." He said, before thrusting all the way back in. He let out a grunt, while she barely contained her voice.

By that point she wasn't sure if he had actually convinced himself of this, or if he was just trying to provoke a reaction out of her. Either way, he had successfully annoyed her. It was time to put him in his place.

"It's a bad idea to go against a succubus, you know." She said back, her tail tightening its grip on his torso. "Especially in moments like this." Without warning, she slammed her hips back against him with a surprising amount of force. With the help of her tail, she got him off of her and turned around to face him.

Eyes glowing red, she wrestled him to the ground. Even though Blake was physically stronger than her, he was forced down with ease. No doubt this was a result of some type of enhancement magic, because he knew for a fact that she wasn't normally this strong. To add insult to injury, fucking her had only increased her mana supply. Laying on the solid ground and surrounded by leaves, he looked up at her with a surprised expression.

Looking right in his eyes, she mounted him. His fat cock slipped right back in, and she slammed her hips down. He stifled his voice, feeling his whole dick getting sucked in all at once.

"Now, what was that about our dynamic changing?" She let out a laugh, before roughly fucking him.

Not wanting to go down too easily, he grabbed her by the hips and thrust up into her. His crotch raised, she was suddenly bucked up while his balls pressed against her.

"Down boy!" She hissed, before grabbing his wrists and pinning him down. "Try that again, and I'll punish you once we get back to the room."

He kept bucking his hips, trying to fuck her from below. That attempt ended quickly when he felt her tail coiling around his neck. It tightly constricted him like a python, choking him out and making him feel weaker. He was beginning to regret saying the things he did.

Now back in control, she was repeatedly slamming her fat ass against his pelvis. With each thrust she was sure to hit all her favorite spots, using his body like a dildo. Still pinning him down, she kept looking him right in the eye.

"Now, who am I?" She whispered, her black hair hanging around her face.

Now deliriously horny, he whispered back. "Mommy Igmauth..."

"Good boy. Never forget that."

"It's that spell again." He wheezed out, curling his toes as his whole body tensed up.

"Yep, I've possessed you~" She bit her lip. "I would say call an exorcist, but I think I enjoy having a human thrall."

"I'm yours to possess."

"That's what I like to hear." She smiled, then tightened her tail's constriction. "You only get to fuck me because I let you. Know your place, and don't take advantage when your master indulges you." She started fondling her own boobs while she kept roughly slamming her hips down on him. Lifting it, she sucked on her own tit and started grinding against him. She was feeling on edge and could tell that he was getting close too.

Finally, they both climaxed. She watched Blake's eyes roll up as if he really was possessed and visibly struggling to contain his voice. Her legs started to shake, and her pussy twitched from an intense orgasm. She stopped sucking and let her boobs drop down, then grabbed his thighs and leaned back. Her head looking to the sky, she felt satisfied. Not only from the good meal, but also from turning the tables on him. While she wasn't expecting him to fight back like that, she didn't mind; that just made it all the more satisfying when she inevitably won.

Taking a deep breath, Igmauth suddenly became more aware of their surroundings. She looked around, as if suddenly remembering they were outside. Fortunately, she didn't see anyone around. There were some squirrels scurrying about, but it was doubtful that they'd be particularly bothered by the display. If anyone had walked by, she missed it.

She got off him, then hastily pulled her shorts up. Blake stood up and stretched before doing the same. Her demonic features disappeared, and she went back to looking like an ordinary woman. Getting their clothes back on and acting as if nothing had happened, they returned to the marked trail.

"You don't think anyone heard or saw us, do you?" Blake leaned over and whispered. "I wasn't paying much attention to our surroundings after a point. I wasn't kidding about your magic being at work again."

"I don't think so." She whispered back.

Blake sighed with relief as the two continued down the dirt road. They silently enjoyed the forest scenery and the sounds of birds chirping. A little ways down, they saw two other hikers who seemed to be chatting. Slowly catching up with them, they started picking up part of the conversation.

"Yeah, I saw it while I went to take a leak real quick." One of them said.

"Weird. And they didn't notice you?" The other asked.

"Nope. I wasn't even trying to be stealthy, and I even accidentally stepped on a limb, but they were really going at it. Must've been so caught up in the moment, they didn't notice."

"Geez, what were they thinking? Seems a bit rude to be doing it out here."

"Right?! And what's really weird, is it looked like the girl was in some sort of cosplay. She had these goat horns and stuff, looked like a demon."

"Seems like a lot of extra effort to carry those props out here. Doesn't anyone use this trail for hiking anymore?"

Igmauth and Blake stopped dead in their tracks, realizing another hiker had spotted them. They exchanged looks, before getting the exact same idea: turn around and leave the trail before the other hikers noticed.