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The Cummoning

Zoe found a book of the dark arts and had been reading it's texts for weeks. Ever the curious mind she studied the book's lessons on summonings and demons. Being a novice witch herself, Zoe was eager to find any path to greater enhance her witching ability. And what better way than to start by summoning a familiar.

Zoe looked through the pages, trying to decipher the confusing texts about demonic entities being summoned and tethered to this world. It was hard to parse but she got the gist of it. How complicated could it be to bring a demon to this plane and bind it into a familiar to do her bidding, she thought. She had no idea what she would be calling, but to her it didn't really matter that much. Whatever it was would surely be a powerful servant for her greater desires and ambitions.

With full confidence in her heart she spoke the accursed words on the page and imbued them with her natural magical energy. Suddenly within a bright FLASH, the book did it's job. Standing before her was a massive skull headed hound with a main and tail of flames, a HELLHOUND to be exact. It's heat and light radiated in the room, but at the same time she felt no pain from it's warmth. Energy pulsed inside it's flesh, and it's hefty genitals hung openly between it's legs. Zoe sat in silent awe at this creature that towered over her, as it tilted it's head down and stared right back...

As the behemoth leered over her, Zoe could do nothing but stare into it's bright glowing pupils hanging in the dark chasm of its empty eye sockets. The being stared into her soul, she was frozen in place, unable to form a cohesive thought or word from her lips.

"I am Vorgoxis the Violator.  Tell me, mortal, why have you summoned me?" Deep booming words spoke so loud they almost rattled the room, but only in Zoe's head.

"What the fuck? Er-uh, I am Zoe Weaver... the witch. And I have called upon you to be my familiar." Zoe stuttered out a tempered response, shifting in place trying to project confidence.
"A witch? Ah. You wish to form a demonic bond and gain magical power? Do you agree to the dark pact to accept me as your familiar?" The hellhound's skull regarded the timid witch intensely.
"YES! Fuck yeah! Sign me up!" Zoe burst with excitement, exclaiming acceptance as a rumble sounded from between the demon's legs.
"Then let the transaction begin..." Vorgoxis declared as the rumble erupted from his nether region in the form of a massive erect phallus. It stood stiff, glowing and radiating with warmth, dripping with bright fluid. Zoe's eyes widened as she began to stutter on her words again.
"Wait? WHAT!?!" She exclaimed in confusion.
"The dark pact requires a transaction of flesh and seed. You pay the price of flesh, I pay the price of seed, bonding our bodies and powers. You have agreed, and your word is binding. You are already on your knees, that makes my job easier..."
Zoe's eyes widened even further with panic and worry as they darted down to look at the massive throbbing demon organ moved towards her face. All she could do was chuckle with a little nervous smirk as Vorgoxis' vibrant leaking tip pressed against her lips and forced her mouth wide open. Once again Zoe neglected to read the fine print, and now she'd bit off way more than she could chew. But this mouthful was going to be a lot harder to swallow...
The night was a blur of warm flesh & spilled fluids as the two were entangled in a chaotic sweaty mess. Zoe barely managed to choke down the hellhound's organ, struggling to breathe as its shaft swelled inside her throat.  Vorgoxis did not hold back thrusting against her head repeatedly as Zoe did her best to keep up, swallowing and lapping up every foul liquid that leaked from his tip. Not long after that Zoe felt her vest ripped away and her top torn to tatters within the beast's teeth. It's long prehensile tongue stretched out and slathered across her breasts, squeezing and licking hungrily while Zoe's sensitive skin trembled to the touch.
Zoe could do nothing but knit her brows and fight back the moans that desperately tried to escape her lips. The pleasure was so strong her legs began to wobble until they buckled, sending her falling over and grabbing onto her dresser for purchase. Zoe clutched onto the dresser with weak knees and deep panting breaths. The vigor of this creature was incredible, potentially more than she could handle. Her head rested momentarily on the dresser top as she caught her breath, she could feel the undeniable wetness between her legs. Having neglected wearing panties her juices soaked deep into the crotch of her leggings. Catching the unmistakable scent, Vorgoxis snapped his teeth around the back of her leggings and shredded them open, exposing her lower body.
Following through on his animal instincts, Vorgoxis immediately mounted the defenseless witch. Zoe yelped as the force of the hellhound's phallus shoved deep inside her sending a jolt up her spine. Like the ravenous demon it always was, Vorgoxis pounded Zoe's backside repeatedly, pinning her against the dresser in a mating press. Zoe rocked back and forth wildly, gasping and moaning as she felt the creature's mass stretch her insides and bulge out from her lower belly. She felt the warm rod inside her heat up, not to a painful degree, but enough to radiate throughout her entire body. She drooled in desperate agony, her fingers gripping tight against the dresser's edge, her toes curling against the hardwood floor. It all eventually became too much for her.
Zoe felt her cheeks & lips stretch as the demon dog pushed his girthy length further inside her. Her jaw dropped as she felt his thick bulbous knot spread her open and slide inside her, plugging her up. Vorgoxis' legs locked in place as he arched his back and erupted inside the pinned witch. A rush of thick warm liquid flooded inside Zoe's hole. Zoe cried out as her eyes shut tight and her legs kicked out helplessly. The glow of the monster's seed lit her up from the inside, and she cried out in a blissful moan as she felt it fill her up. The sensation overwhelmed her, causing her whole body to tremble and climax as demonic nut leaked out of her. As Vorgoxis' erupting gradually ceased, his phallus pulled out of her leaking lips with a wet pop. Zoe slid off of the dresser and collapsed onto the floor, her butt sticking up in the air as seed still dripped from her vulva.
"Wow... that was intense..." Zoe panted aloud, trying to remain conscious.
"You are a fine stock, Zoe Weaver the Witch. I have confidence you will survive the next bouts." Vorgoxis' voice rang deep in Zoe's head. Her eyes perked open.
"Yes. The dark pact transaction is a prolonged ritual that continues until sunrise. The longer it goes, the stronger our bond will be. So, are you ready to continue?" Vorgoxis stared at her with vacant unempathetic eyes. Zoe just sighed and rolled her eyes in response.
"Fuck it. Let's go."
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