An extended stay as her plaything

It soon becomes clear the cruel demoness has no intention of quickly releasing your or killing you. After all, it can become very lonely in the crumbling keep, and she has uses for a servant and plaything such as yourself. Her demonic magic ensures your absolute obedience.

Your day of massaging and licking the shapely demoness soon stretches into a long night of bathing her in perfumed waters and rubbing scented oils into her smooth skin. She luxuriates nude on cushions while you feed her morsels and pour sweet wine from a goblet.

Your cock aches for release the entire time. When she touches you the feeling nearly makes you swoon. She takes you in her mouth and in seconds you are cumming down her throat. You don't care that it will cost you your life, you just moan with pleasure and allow the sucking to seemingly draw your entire being out through your cock. Yet you do not die, Anja practices restraint, leaving you exhausted and covered in sweat, but still alive.

Your entire existance becomes one of enslavement to the powerful demoness. You sleep on the floor beside Anja's bed, launder her clothes, prepare her meals, and bathe her. When she wishes pleasure she sits upon your face and you lick her to orgasm or use one of many enchanted devices specifically made to pleasure the insatiable demoness. When she feels the pangs of a hunger that cannot be quieted by normal foods she takes your cock between her full lips and drains your essence through a toe-curling orgasm.

The days of enslavement stretch into weeks and you become familiar with the demoness and her many perversions. She has a sadistic side and enjoys lashing you or fucking you with the cocks that tip her tails. When she is truly angry she forces you to lick and suck these appendages, the shame of the act turning your cheeks red, but your body feeling an unholy desire that can only be satisfied when the demoness pumps her evil cum into your mouth.

When she becomes bored with the routine is when you are most terrified. Then she turns to her magics, forcing you to fight and sometimes couple with all manner of unthinkable horror.

You spend your seed into the cunt of a frog-eyed demon with four dripping teets and skin that is cold and slippery. Another night, with candles burning all around you, Anja brays with laughter at the fat-bodied, giant demoness she summons. The jiggling beast laughs as well as she smothers you beneath her immense ass and nearly swallows you in her gooey cunt. Another time a thinking ooze from the 99th layer is brought forth from a circle and you breed with the alien entity in ways that you cannot even describe.

At times, Anja involves herself, calling forth a black-bodied centaur with a cock as big and long as a tree-trunk. You helpfully guide the fleshy member into Anja's inhumanly elastic pussy, watching as the beast stomps its hoofs and thrusts into the demoness as easily as you might. When it cums it withdraws its cock and bathes her from head to toe in its sperm. Anja calls you to her and the demon centaur watches as you slide atop Anja's gooey body and fuck her yourself. This is not even punishment, it is reward, and Anja allows you to cum inside her smoldering cunt without taking any of your life essence.

Such is not always your luck. You are not only a snack for her, but a morsel for her guests. When a powerful spider demoness visits you are webbed in her bedchamber and fucked, her limbs clacking horribly as she writhes atop you, breasts swaying. When you cum the red-eyed spider woman with the upper body of an elf leans forward and drinks your blood through long fangs. You are nearly killed by her appetite, but she spares you out of respect for her host. Another creature, a faceless demon, simply drinks your memories. It leaves enough for you to remember who you are, but you forget most of your family and friends and the name of your village.

The weeks have come and gone and winters and summers have passed. You are half-mad from fucking creatures straight from your worst nightmares, and yet for some stretches you feel almost happy. Anja allows you to sleep at her feet in the bed, like a human dog. As she awakes each morning she lays her head against the pillows and sticks her shapely ass into the air. You gladly bury your tongue in her honeyed cunt and mash your face into the warm mounds of her ass, your tongue lathering her puckered asshole.

If she awakes hungry for mortal food you spring from the bed as soon as she has been satisfied. She has even taught you a few magics to conjure exotic ingredients or stir with spoons you do not even touch. Some mornings Anja demands your cock and you gladly thrust into her, fucking in and out of her steaming snatch until she arches her back and slams back against you, cumming hard. Then she will demand your orgasm and you cum into her hungry cunt or she pulls you out and sucks your spurting prick, drinking your cum along with little bits of your essence.

"You're delicious today," she comments when she is pleased with your flavor.

Your quest and the stone are long forgotten. You are nothing more than a pathetic thrall to your demonic mistress.