Demona_PH

''Oh? You wish to know about me? Dear, that's a rather long, and not always nice story but...I suppose I won't manage to distract you. So, let's just start it, ok? Yawn and I will punch your ribs until you puke them out, be careful. Once upon a time...''

Back to those times, Demona had a thin figure. She was not allowed to have horns nor wings, and even the tail was forbidden to her due to her inferior rank. Her skin was a pale purple, and her curious, proud eyes starved for informations and for anyone who ever met her eyes there was a spark of 'special' .When Demona was generated, she was forced to understand immediatly her limits : soon after she took the first steps in the lust kingdom, she got raped by all the daemons who spotted her, other succubi or incubi uncaring for her struggles and begs. In those years Demona served merely as a slut for the stronger beings she was abused by. In a couple of occasions she managed to escape her life, reaching the mortal kingdom, and each time she tried to live as long as she could there, avoiding any danger, and even starving almost to death not to compromise her presence.

However, once she could not resist and the succubus seduced a priest to consume him, body and soul. It took months to finally corrupt the man, and when she did so, other daemons appeared. The Arch Succubus who ordered that intrusion was Khalaiuna, the self-proclaimed owner of Demona. With long bat-like wings and a long tail with a spade tip, she strangulated Demona until she lost her camouflage and the priest could see who was about to 'kiss'. The Arch Succubus complimented on how hardly Demona worked on the man, managing to corrupt nothing less than a priest! Immediatly after, Khalaiuna killed the priest and allowed Demona to watch as the Arch Succubus claimed for herself the soul of the priest, savouring the spoiled purity which Demona managed to obtain after months of hard work. In tears, Demona was caged and forced to worship Khalaiuna not to starve to death. She promised to herself one day she would have gained a sweet revenge on her enemies.

''Yeah, back to those times I was less...interesting. Vulnerable, weak and the crowd I had around was all but kind. But then I met...him. It was the first time we met and...Sweet Satan, I still shiver when I think about that... But don't tell him, ok?''

Decades passed and Demona was still forced to worship Khalaiuna for the few drops of power which allowed her to survive for another day, and sometimes the Arch Succubus starved her for her cruel amusement. It was when the Doombringer appeared she discovered a new meaning of 'fear'. The favourite son of Lucifer walked in the Lust Kingdom to recruit some warriors, since he wished to make a raid against Heaven. Everyone kneed in front of him, but Demona kept staring at him, trying to figure who that daemon was, and why he was feared even by Khalaiuna, since the Arch Succubus never showed fear and respect before.Vhorakosh noticed her stares, and with a grin opened the cage, taking the little succubus as 'warrior'. Khalaiuna laughted but agreed : loosing a slave was better than loosing a proud warrior, and Demona started to bore her.

The lesser daemoness was taken from her previous life of slavery and humiliations to be used as nothing but a meat shield in the assault Vhorakosh planned. Surprisingly, she survived. Her thin body made her unworthy of the Angels' attentions, so she could easilly sneak between them, and she even managed to obtain what Doombringer was after to. When at night the armies retreated, Vhorakosh slaughtered many of his generals since they failed in the assaults, and that he was the only one who managed to break into the fortress. In that moment Demona entered, staring at the blood covered daemon with curiosity, and he was observing her as well. When the Doombringer asked her why she was there, Demona put something on the table : a little stone which started to pulse when Vhorakosh touched it. For the first time in a millennium, Vhorakosh laughted. His warriors failed and a puny slave managed to complete a quest his chosen generals failed. Oh, what a lovely little twisted show of irrational chaos.

''It was the first time I felt...alive after I can't even remember. I was sent to die, and I managed to obtain something more than a victory. I gained a possibility. Perhaps my dark star started to shine in that moment, or everything was planned to end like that, but I was never the same after that night. Let me explain...''

Vhorakosh lost no time and ordered to his forces to retreat before the enemies would have noticed what happened, and so the Hell's army returned to its place, exept for two daemons. Vhorakosh took Demona in his personal kingdom, the Seventh Hell. The succubus eyed everything with her usual curiosity, but what she noticed the most was rather odd : the silence. They were the only ones there, no slaves nor souls. Just him, and her. Compared to the noisy chaos she lived for her whole existance it was...overwhelming. Vhorakosh moved on the only furniture she could spot in miles, a throne rather similar to the one she saw when Lucifer created her. When Vhorakosh sat, he called her to knee in front of him, and Demona did so as quickly as she could, but her head kept moving to allow her a bit of vision on the Doombringer. The son of Anarchy growled, but she could not resist and kept eyeing at him. Curiosity killed the cat, what could happen to a lesser daemon like her?

''Make one wish, and I will grant it''. Said that, Vhorakosh did not speak again. Demona opened her eyes wide, unsure on what to expect. Seemingly Vhorakosh was offering her something, or better, anything she wished as tribute for the help she gave, even if she was just lucky in the end. Nevertheless, she had a request, something she craved for since she was born, and that finally was possible to obtain. '' I want enough power to be worthy of being yours, and to obtain my..revenge'' said Demona, kneeing totally, her face on the ground. ''I don't need slaves'' Commented roughtly Vhorakosh, standing up and allowing her to do the same. A moment after, his sharped fingernail penetrated Demona's chest, sinking into it with no real effort. Demona felt nothing, and that worried her more than she was able to express with her fearful face. ''But I could use an ally''

Her screams echoed in the whole Hell, since a queen's arrival is never silent. Vhorakosh fed her with a fraction of his power, and it was all but pleasurable. Demona's body twitched, shivered, froze, melted and turned in everything while keeping the same form, while her soul feasted upon the soft forbidden powers the Doombringer offered her. It took a whole day, before Demona's body adapted and evolved to be worthy of Vhorakosh's distorted sense of appreciation, but Demona herself found her new body....perfect. She was taller than before, and her body developed weirdly : the skin turned a bit more 'darker', a deep purple somehow, her breasts increased enough to seduce anyone, male or female; same happened at her rear, which gained some extra fat on the butt-cheeks to be composed and alluring at the same time. Her eyes were as before, intriguing, curious and with that spark Vhorakosh spared. With a smile, Demona moved her tail and...almost fainted. She got a tail and on her head two horns declared her new status : an Arch Succubus of the finest lineage. ''What's your name?'' Asked Vhorakosh, and Demona smiled at him, with wet eyes ''Demona Ahl'ra Kosh''. The Doombringer smiled and left to prepare a gift for his new ally.

''For the first time I felt like if I was a queen, and somehow I was. No more a puny slave, but a ruler. I felt the need to prove myself and to test my new powers...But I felt also greedy. I had something on the tip of my tongue. Something I was tasting already, and that waited so much it would have been just...exquisite''

It took no time to the son of Lucifer to bring in his kingdom more than two hundred daemons, all those who had the scent of Demona on them, or that she named. With a simple order, they were forced to enter in his reign, and to obey at the laws of it. Which meant at his will, and at anything he wished. Vhorakosh sat, and spoke cleary of a new ally he had to seduce, to worship and to have at his side, and they all were needed, all of them was a part of the giant puzzle he had to end. From nowhere, Demona jumped on the grow, smiling and screaming, her eyes showing the need to kill. It took her two hours to end her work. For that whole time, she slaughtered, mutilated, decapitated and banished from the reality ll the beings she managed to reach. Only one was left, with broken wings and without the tail: Khalaiuna. Demona walked slowly closer, and when the other succubus tried to attack, it was easy for her to dodge and push her on the ground.

Demona killed the others, but for her ex owner she had a better plan. Khalaiuna was raped, tormented, humiliated, beaten, spanked, strangulated and even hanged until Demona had enough even of getting her revenge. The Arch Succubus then, after Vhorakosh suggested it, made the last step. Demona kissed Khalaiuna and with that kiss, she started doing something forbidden among daemons : she was absorbing her rival's soul into herself. Khalaiuna cried, begged and squirmed, but Demona did not stop until her opponent was reduced to a shiny light in her belly, and then into nothing but power.

Since that moment, Demona sits at the side of Vhorakosh's throne, even if he never asked her anything after, she considered him the ally and master she was hoping for. Cruel when needed, and caring all the time. The duo developed a nice alliance, which gave Vhorakosh a trusted ally and a powerful warrior. Demona found a place where to live happilly and to feast herself without fearing being raped or hit with no reason. the Seventh Hell turned in her place, and there she is the queen.

''Now bow down and lick my feet worm. I gave you more time than you deserve. If you make a good job there I could even think to spare you and allowing you to see your family again...But for now use your tongue on my soles, filthy slave...''

SPECIAL EVENTS: Demona loves Valentine's day. It's easier to lure people in her embrace, when they're in love.
((Pic was done by HungrySuccubus. The pic with her and Lelith was done by MaximumImpulse. Her Christmas attire was made by OkiOppai. They are my commissions, so please no stealerino <3 <3 <3 ))