Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

                                                                                                                Devil Ritual

Torches flanked the hollowed-out chamber deep underground. A large stage shaped like a crescent moon ended abruptly, its gradual slope of steps leading to a wide open space with enough cushioned seating for several hundred people. A crystal chandelier twinkled coyly in the torchlight, perched above the proceedings in all its decadent splendor.


A tall man strode out, his features slim but muscular. A scar marred his left cheek, only slight, a thin white line barely discernible. He had storm cloud gray eyes and a hawk-like nose. His eyes swept the room of naked attendants, all members of the Cult of Raeikos.



He spread his arms wide. "Welcome, brothers and sisters. We have a special show for you tonight. Fresh blood from the world above. Let us sacrifice to our Demon King Raeikos, and he shall bless us in return, shall he not?"

The thunder of applause and assents readily filled the man's ears.

Two black-uniformed guards came from behind the curtains near the back of the stage. Between them they dragged a young woman, with raven-black hair. She was beautifully curved, her skin pale in the torchlight. She had a somewhat rugged nose which gave her the air of a take-charge woman, but the courage in her heart clearly wavered as she saw the two hundred plus people ogling her on the stage.

"What's your name, bitch?"

"Anu Emmanuel." She trembled

She was completely naked, bare to all who saw her. Her exposed pussy had been shaved, specially prepared for this night. Her gaze locked onto the man apparently in charge here, and she opened her mouth to express a plea. Before she could he was already speaking.



"You can call me Zash. I am the Master of Ceremonies and Rites." The tall man was equally naked, his cock dangling free. It was a long, vein-covered shaft, and it stood firm and erect as Anu Emmanuel gaped at it.

Zash strode closer to the girl. Her wrists were shackled behind her back in black-leather bracelets. He traced a finger to outline her labia, then traced a line up and down her clit as his mouth came close to one of her ears.

"Are you frightened, Anu Emmanuel? Mmm...I can taste your fear. How delicious." He stood back and roared to the crowd.

"Can you taste and smell this cunt's fear?" The crowd cried out variations of yes, among other affirmations. Zash turned back to Anu Emmanuel.

"Please Sir, let me go." Anu Emmanuel's pleading gaze was unable to melt the flinty chill in Zash's eyes. Instead he leaned over again, stroking her clit as his free hand gently cupped and felt up her ass. She shivered at his every touch.



"SSHHH, little cunt. You have nothing to fear from me. Behave yourself now, be a good girl. It's all you can do...just play your part in this ceremony, and who knows, you might even live!" As he said those awful words Anu Emmanuel thought to herself 'Oh god, I better please these sick, twisted people!' She tried and couldn't remember how she had gotten here. She was a actress and had been on her way to a shoot when her tire had blown out. She had stopped and a kind stranger had pulled over to help her. From there things got fuzzy.

"Where am I?"

Zash grasped her by the throat and gave her a savage kiss, his tongue invading her mouth. "Does it matter, bitch?"



The stage was set up with a variety of beds, sex-play furniture, and hanging chains with leather bracelets attached to each. Zash carefully unlocked Anu Emmanuel's cuffs with the key one of the guards handed him.

"Thank you Sir." No sooner had Anu Emmanuel thanked him, though, and Zash was already snapping a pair of dangling bracelets around her wrists, keeping her arms suspended above her. He walked around behind her now, his hands groping her buttocks at first and then suddenly sliding across her breasts, massaging and squeezing them until she moaned.

"Please, not so hard Sir."

"Let the first phase of the ceremony begin!" he shouted to the crowd, ignoring her plea. He walked back around in front of her and knelt between her legs, spreading her creamy thighs as his mouth pressed between them. He nipped lightly on her clit, then tongued the insides of her cunt as his hands made teasing traces along her sex. Anu Emmanuel huffed, her body immediately warming. 'No!' she thought. This was beyond degrading. She was too aware of all the people watching her.



She groaned as Zash's tongue probed deeper, grazing her insides as his hands reached up to tweak her nipples. Anu Emmanuel squirmed as two guards came to join the action, each of them pressing a mouth to one of her nipples to suck fervently on the little pink buds.

"S-Stop please!" Anu Emmanuel begged. Her body was starting to respond, juices beginning to trickle as Zash's tongue was joined by two stiff fingers pumping in and out of her snatch in firm, agonizing strokes.

"MMmmm...you're getting so wet, bitch. I can SMELL your heavenly arousal." He kept licking, sucking, and nipping at her clitoris as his fingers did their work, plunging cruelly between her legs again and again. The big-breasted brunette writhed in her bonds, her moans echoing in the huge chamber as the guards continued to feast on her tits.



"MMmm...you taste so fucking GOOD," Zash sighed. "Pity you won't live very long." Anu Emmanuel tried to make sense of that last part, her heart rate spiking even as lust pooled between her thighs. She bucked into his face, her pussy needy, hot and burning. She felt her loins racing toward orgasm. Her juices streamed faster onto the tall man's tongue. The sound of Zash lapping at her sex was now joined by the squelchy-wet sounds of his fingers penetrating her more swiftly, deeper thrusts, and with each thrust the young  actress began to clench her cunt muscles around those same fingers.

"Do you like it bitch? Tell me how much you love this pleasure I'm giving you," Zash said. His tongue whirled tightly around Anu Emmanuel's clitoral nub, then stabbed at it with swift strokes using the tongue's tip as Zash's fingers plunged in a swift blur between her labia, grazing her G-spot as they rammed to her very depths.


Anu Emmanuel whimpered. "Yes Sir! Oh god...please, you shouldn't. Don't do this to me in front of all of these peo- uuuhhhh...oh god, please."

"Do you love it, bitch? The pleasure I'm giving you, my fingers buried in your tight, wet PUSSY? Hmm?" As he said the words he plunged his fingers yet deeper, added by a third digit, and it sent her over the edge when he lightly bit her clit between his teeth.

The woman squealed as the orgasm coursed through her. Her legs buckled as she squirted violently in the man's face. "OH GOD NO!!" she moaned, her cunt convulsing on the man's fingers, squeezing them desperately as if she were milking a man's cock. The panting girl was finally aware of Zash standing up and withdrawing his fingers as her cunt struggled to recover from the aftershocks of her intense climax. The guards withdrew as well. Zash idly licked the cunt cream from his fingertips and then nodded toward someone unseen.

He turned once more to the crowd. "Let the main phase of the Pleasure Rites begin!"



"What? What are you talking about?" Anu Emmanuel demanded. The beauty had time to turn to see something which made her eyes bulge in disbelief. The curtains at the back of the stage swept aside as a nearly 7 foot tall inhuman thing strode forward. It had red, scale-covered skin and although its face looked remarkably human it was adorned with two horns that spiraled straight upward. Its most unsettling trait was the pure gold of its eyes, which had no irises.



The young actress opened her mouth to scream but the demon muffled her cry with the palm of one hand.

The demon lord towered in front of her, his cock lifting until it glistened like a spear in the torchlight. It had to be 11 or 12 inches, and covered in dark, pulsating veins. He opened his mouth to speak, and his voice came in a deep, intimidating rumble.

"Thank you for the gift, my children!" He addressed the audience, and in turn the naked men and women chanted his name.

"Raeikos! Raeikos! Raeikos!" After a few minutes of this the demon lord held up his other hand for silence, and then he turned to Anu Emmanuel.