Arc 6 – 🔞 How To Tame Your Demon 1.1
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Azyab is a demon and usually demons perfectly know where they are. They are after all, apex predators.

As she opens her beautiful blue eyes, though, she finds herself in a place she does not recognize.

“What the…” she groans. She looks around, but she finds herself locked in place: she’s been tied to a chair in the middle of a dim-lit room. “Who did this to me? Let me go, whoever you are! Do you know who I am?” She shouts.

“Calm down,” replies a female voice. From behind her, someone walks into her field of view and Azyab’s eyes turn into angry slits. That’s the little arrogant piece of nothing Knight she fought the other day! But she was sure she had defeated her…

“You will just make this more tedious. I would prefer it to be enjoyable. We are going to have a lot of fun, you and I…” she says, slapping her naked shoulder with a playfulness and a confidence that Azyab does not like.

“What do you want? How did you manage to bring me here? The Demon Queen will…”

“The Demon Queen is dead,” the Knight sighs. She reaches a table and starts to strip her armor down, remaining in her wool shirt, trousers and a leather band that crosses over her chest, for some reason.

Azyab, besides herself, can only find the sight appealing: this young Knight is a beautiful woman, for sure. She’s tall, with soft brown hair and gentle green eyes. Her bust is nice and round, and she has a beautiful pair of wide hips… but besides that, she’s nothing exceptional.

Azyab, even though she’s a good head shorter than her and her breasts are quite smaller, is much more confident in her looks. After all they have helped her fool humans for decades: she looks like a gorgeous girl, her bluish skin smooth and soft. Her long black hair fall on her back in a curtain, and her blue eyes shine with a confidence that she has yet to see in human maidens. The cute pair of black horns atop her head and her tail identify her as a demon, as do her golden-plated nails on both hands and feet, but that’s just what you get when you belong to the blessed race.

Compared to this lowly Knight, she’s alluring and exotic.

And also tied up.

Which might prove to be a slight inconvenience. But now she’d better deal with this girl’s lies first.

“She cannot be dead. You are lying. That’s a nice trick… one worthy of a demon,” Azyab replies with a grin.

“I would prefer if it was,” the Knight replies. only then Azyab notices how tired, sad and hollowed she looks. The last time she fought her, she looked far too confident and boisterous. For some reason, that’s enough to make a shiver run down her back. The Knight picks up a chair and sits on it, looking at her. She has deep dark circles beneath her green eyes. “We have lost one of our own as well.”

“Who was it?” Azyab perks up. If she’s not lying… if she’s lying it will be someone who’s not at all important. She has her figured out already, just wait and see! “I bet some unheard-of Knight has struck the deathly blow?”

“It was Shear Glance.”

Azyab’s jaw falls slack.

“You are lying. You must be lying.” Shear Glance… the very Herald of The Lady of Light, the most feared of all Knights! She who has vanquished more demons than any else, before or since! She is a living legend, and one of the reasons why Azyab has decided, a few years before, the invest into a retirement fund and hide herself in the mountains. “The Herald is dead…”

Until this second-rate Knight found her. And got her ass kicked.

“We have lost much,” the Knight says again. “And that’s the reason why I have decided to take things into my own hands.” She holds her hand with the palm upwards and a lightning spark goes off between her fingers. Ah, yes, she used to have some kind of storm or electricity power. Whatever it might be, Azyab is immune to most kinds of damage. As a demon she might not dish it out as hard as others, but there is nothing this Knight can do to harm her.

“Do your worst,” Azyab chuckles. “Whatever you may do to me, I can weather it like the harshest rock. I doubt someone like you can summon a spear of pure searing light like your very dead heroine, can you? Ha!”

“I wasn’t really devoted to Shear Glance herself,” she replies. “My allegiance lies with her friend. Azurine Bolt. That’s the reason why I studied lightning magic.”

“Good way to waste your time!”

“That’s why I have found this,” she says, standing up and applying a heavy silver collar to her neck.

“What the… take this off! Did you hear me? I will bite your arms down to the bone if you don’t…”

The Knight snaps her fingers.

Another spark of lightning goes off in her hand.

And then the collar vibrates - and Azyab screams as a pillar of electric pain goes off in her body. And not just that, the feeling is burning but… it’s also burning between her thighs?

“Ghgghghgg…” she tries to resist but she can feel her pussy growing wet even as pain bites onto her flesh with its electrical teeth, even as her muscles shake and her limbs shudder even as her heart rattles. She tries to keep her thighs closed but they slowly spread apart, showing her growing wetness there. She’s getting off on being electrocuted!

“Haaaa-!” She cries out, her eyes rolling back into their sockets, her hair frizzy, her fingers and toes curling as the electrical current arches trough her body. “Haaa… haaa… haaa…”

What was that? She’s not into this sort of things! She wouldn’t cum just… just…

“That was interesting,” the Knight muses, going back to her seat.

“What… the fuck… was…”

She is slowly coming back but the weird feeling in her pussy persists. She still feels it coursing through her body as her hips shake, as if inviting something in… something to fuck her more. Fuck her up.

“I tried using only the weakest of my spells,” she reveals. “Just to try it out.”

Azyab’s heart skips a beat.

“W-Wait. Let’s talk.”

“Oh, we have all night to talk.”

The Knight grins as a feverish light goes off in her eyes. And then she snaps her fingers.


I hope you liked this little preview. A shock collar sure proves handy to tame demons, doesn't it? This also marks the beginning of my publication on Amazon. You can find the book with the full story here - I also put a few words dedicated to my scribblehub readers right at the book's start. Just another way for me to say thank you for your support.

Take precautions when purchasing this tale! There's a bit more sex and debauchery than my usual. 

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