A necessary Devil

You couldn't not look at her. Everything about her screamed that she was a sole master of this place. Everything demanded your full attention to be focused on her.

She wasn't naked, but her outfit made you think that she was exposing to you far more than normal nudity would do. She was dressed in a form of a skin tight suit that had strategically placed cuts to show off her breasts, stomach and an area between her muscular, but still attractive legs. She was wearing a pair of stiletto high heels on her feet.

Her entire body was dominated by two colours, black like her hair and suit, and red coming from her skin. Only other noticeable colour was in her eyes, which were glowing and green.

She looked mature, but her hard shaped face was still incredibly attractive and you could feel that something was waking up in your crotch area.

On top of her head she had two massive, curled horns. Her long hair were set loose, but seemed to follow her every movement, to always set up in orderly fashion, you had no doubt she had a control over them.

Then you noticed them. The wings coming out from her back. Not ordinary ones, like harpies or birds, not a strings of light from some of the angel drawings, they reminded you more of immensely condensed shadows that went out in both directions and were responding in a wave like manner to her every move.

Her face displayed a kind of amusement when you look at a puppy that found his lost ball.

"Welcome in my current domain, David." She said leaning to you.

Only now you were able to notice your environment. You were still on a bed but there was nothing else here. Infinite, white void.

"Who are you?" You asked.

You noticed that your lungs no longer burned with every breath, and that you were well rested and relaxed.

"You can call me Ishtar."

She said, her voice both booming all around and whispering straight to you ear.

"Are you some sort of demon?"

She laughed at that.

"No, I'm not a fucking demon, David. I am a devil."

If you were still back home you would consider your own sanity, and let yourself be locked up by men in white suits but considering all you went through, it wasn't even that surprising.

"The devil?"

"A devil." She corrected you. "There is a lot of my kind. I am one of those they call a Fury, Erinya, and even the Fallen one, but we all fell, so that last one is kinda generic."

You nodded. Her wings and horns suddenly disappeared, her outfit as well, and she was completely naked. Without unnecessary questions, she lied on the bed, right next to you. You fought with every fiber of your being not to touch her.

"I don't let in anyone here, you know. In fact you are the first that I let in so close. Your anger, your despair called to me. I haven't seen a human that broken and yet still going in thousands of years."

She ran her hand on your chest. You swallowed hard.

"You know my species?"

"Of course. You appear in many worlds, but I also was physically, before my current predicament, on your Earth. Tell me, do the people there still scream Deus Vult before proceeding to massacre each other?"

She caressed this time an area right above your penis. You could feel that it was fully erect from the continuous teasing.

"N-no." You moaned. "With very few exceptions it hasn't been like that for a while."

She moved on to the tip of your member, delicately massaging it with the palm of her hand. You wanted to stop her but found yourself unable to move. Or maybe you wanted her to touch you like that?

"I have a proposition for you, David."

She said, when moving in between your legs, her long tongue licking your bare chest.

"What kind of proposition?"

"You do something for me, I do something for you."

That got your curious. What could possibly a person like her want from someone like you.

"Normally, I'd just take your eternal damnation, but circumstances locked me up in here and I need your help to get out."

She stroked your cock with renewed vigor, her tongue traveling onto different places of your body.

"I got summoned to this world by a bunch of dimwits that wanted to create a golem. To animate a slab of metal. When I discovered what was their purpose, I may have broken one of the Eternal Rules and slaughtered them. As punishment, I am trapped in here."

You felt you were close. Very close. Just before the moment you wanted to burst, she grabbed you in a different way, and stopped it.

"My only way out is to help someone in a just task. So I'll help you, David, to help me."

She used her tongue now on your shaft. You had no idea how much longer you could hold.

"Don't devils need some sort of pact first? Like signed with blood or something." You managed to whisper, almost all of your senses dominated by her.

"Your sperm will suffice."

She took your member into her mouth. It felt like you were caressed by her every move. Like all she did was to pleasure you.

She sped up as you felt your balls tingle, and inserted more and more of your into her mouth, deep throating you with a perfect skill. Pushing you to a breaking point.

You listened to the unspoken order. It was one of the most powerful orgasms you had in your life. You kept cumming, spraying her insides with everything you got.

When you were done, you didn't feel spent. You felt better than at any point in your life.

You let go of your penis, a single streak of your cum dripping from her mouth.

"Ready to go for another round?" She pointed at your still erect member.