Amara and Rath's Tale
This story is rated for Readers Over 16 for sexual situations and violence
Over the next week, Rath carried out my command, no matter what he might actually think of it. It was not in his power to refuse. The cage that he had built was strong and would hold about a dozen wolves. He had started to fill it, going out into the night and bringing the wolves back. There were now three wolves in the cage. He also went out to kill a deer, cut it into bloody chunks and put them into the cage for the wolves to eat. He saved a few choice pieces for me and I made a stew out of it, adding corn and vegetables. I offered him a bowl, but as always he refused.
After a week, our number of captive wolves grew to ten. They were all howling and growling, making an awful lot of noise. Kadama, the village elder, came to ask about the captive wolves. I told him my plan and could see that he didn't think much of it. "Are you sure you can bind this wolf demon?"
"Yes, positive!" I said cheerfully, lying through my teeth. Kadama shook his head, but said nothing more. That night there was even more howling noise than usual. I peered out the front door and realized that the howling was coming from the woods.
"Kala is there. He will come very shortly." My demon told me, his voice grim.
"Okay, you and I will go to the wolf cage. You make sure they don't get out and I will bind Kala to me." I said, hoping I sounded more confident than I felt. I had no idea how to get my power working on the wolf demon.
Rath lit the bonfire he had readied days before and we stood there side by side in front of the wolf cage, with the captive wolves snarling at us and trying to bite us through the bars. This was beginning to look like a really stupid plan. I was going to get Rathamaru and the entire village killed. But there was no longer time for second thoughts. A slender demon walked into the light and at his side was a dozen wolves. Behind him stood six other wolf demons. They all looked like men in the flickering light, although their faces were in shadows.
Kala growled deep in his throat and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. "Stop!" I thought very hard. My mental command had absolutely no effect whatsoever on him. Kala continued to advance, very sure of himself. Rath unsheathed his sword. The four-legged wolves suddenly sprang and Rath found that he was attacked from all sides. Kala sprang at me and I fell backwards in surprise. He grabbed me, his sharp claws scratching my arm, his fangs read to bury themselves in my neck. I screamed the word "No!" in his ear as more of his weight came on me, crushing me into the earth. He stopped. He lifted his head up to stare into my eyes.
"Call off your wolves. Don't hurt any humans or Rathamaru." I commanded, pointing to Rath, and he growled at the wolves. They dropped to the ground, leaving Rath alone. Three of them were already dead, cut in half by his sword, and Rath's left arm was bleeding badly, the result of a wolf bite.
Kala stood up, waiting for my command. But I knew what I had to do. I had to attached the tendrils to him and there was only way to do that. Okay. I was ten and not particularly sexy. I had no curves, no breasts, no nothing. And I was going to have to entice this demon to perform sex on himself. I wasn't sure what to do. Rathamaru had done it all by himself. But I remember his words: you burn me! Maybe my mere presence was enough. Well, I would soon find out.
I told Rath to let the wolves out of the cage and told Kala to tell them again not to hurt anyone. Just to wait for us to return. He growled again and the wolves sat down near the fire, whimpering unhappily. The wolf demons also stood around the fire, their faces full of concern. Why was their leader obeying a human child?
I took Kala's hand and led him to the edge of the lake, but to a different spot. It didn't seem right to use Rath's special spot. I sat down and he followed suit. He looked at me in confusion, not sure what I was doing. He didn't seem the least bit interested in me in a sexual way. But I knew that he was not completely bound to me yet. I hadn't seen my golden tendrils yet. As we sat there together in silence, I looked at my new demon. Unlike Rath who dressed in silk, Kala was wearing leather; a short sleeveless tunic cinched at the waist with a slender belt that held a long knife. He was barefoot. Most of his skin was bare and it was tanned to a rich bronze. His hair was messy brown curls cut in the front so uneven bangs fell around his face. His eyes were green with flecks of gold in them, but more feral than Rath's were. He wasn't beautiful, but he was handsome, his features regular.
I reached out to touch his hand, and he gave a small jerk, but didn't move his hand away. I kept my hand on his, and watched his eyes turn to molten gold. My touch! It was my touch that did it. I ran my hand up and down his arm and he keened, whining deep in his throat. His eyes never left my face, but now they were glazed and dilated, the pupils a long black slivers. He changed from sitting to kneeling and bent over at the waist to rub his face on my leg, constantly making a little high-pitched whining sound. His rear end was high in the air, just like I had seen with dogs and cats. I could feel a terrible heat begin to emanate from his body as he rubbed against me. Once I again I wished I was old enough to help out, but I couldn't bring myself to do more than lightly stroke his arm.
Suddenly, he fell heavily on his side, his flanks heaving as he sucked in air. He reached down under his tunic and pulled his loincloth free. His shaft was not as large as Rath's, but pretty close. He never stopped moving; his entire body was a steady rhythm in time to the motion of his hand, up and down, stroke by stroke. Drops of liquid began to form on the end of his painfully swollen sex and his movements went up a notch in speed. He reached down with his other hand to cup his sac, squeezing the twin balls inside of it.
Then I saw them - my golden tendrils! They reached for him, stretching to him in time to his fevered pumping. His whole body arched into a painful bow and his creamy release spurted out of him. The tendrils instantly attached themselves to his body and he arched even more until he was almost doubled backward. Then he shuddered violently, and his whole body relaxed and he lay limp. All the tendrils began to fade except one. It remained bright and strong but went from his body towards my home. I suddenly realized that it was stretching towards Rath. I mentally touched the tendril and thought of Rath and suddenly the tendril went taut, flared brightly for a moment and then faded. The two demons were not only bound to me, but also bound to each other.
Kala looked different from Rathamaru in more than just coloring, and not only because one was tanned and the other looked like he had never been in sun in his entire life. Kala's sex was a soft tan color, slightly darker tan on the head and on his balls. He lay there in my lap, his legs spread wide open, inviting my touch.
I admit I was very curious, but I was also afraid of what would happen if I touched him. He might jump on me. I looked up and saw that he was watching me, noticing where I had been looking. I blushed deep red and he smiled.
"You can touch me. I don't mind."
Curiosity got the better of me with his invitation and his penis was just lying there inviting touch. I tentatively reached down and lightly touched its tip with my finger. It was still moist. And velvet. It was so soft! I ran my finger around its velvet head and suddenly it sprang back to life, making me snatch my hand back quickly.
"Sorry," Kala muttered, shoving the offending member back into its confining cloth, "I thought I had more control. But I guess I don't around you. What have you done to me?"
"Not sure. I seem to have the power to control you. And Rathamaru."
"Why me? I'm guessing that Rathamaru was an accident, but you set a trap for me, didn't you?"
"Yeah, we did. I want you to protect the village with your wolves. So demons don't come and eat humans anymore."
"As you command, My Lady." Again, that title! "I will tell my wolves to protect the village."
I sat there watching him, "By the way, my name is Amara."
"It's a very pretty name, My Lady."