Lust of a Demoness

Hey all!! This is a revision of the original work. I deleted the old version.

I hope you enjoy the new version of this story, please rate and review; but please no flames.

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Chapter 1- The Beginning

Welcome young traveler to the black gates of the city of death; within these stone walls there is only corruption and chaos. The streets are over run by demons, trolls, goblins and other horrific creatures that haunt the night. But you should not fear them, because they are nothing compared to the one who rules over them. She is the eldest child to the dark king of Hell and like her father, she is a cold and twisted creature. Be warned young one for if you dare to pass through these gates, nothing can protect you from eternal damnation.

*evil chuckle* So…you wish to continue. Very Well, let me then tell you of our glorious queen; Sagura Sasori. She is a calm and stoic ruler, though the darkness and evil which consumes her is frightening. She is a Panther Demoness the last one of her kind, the burning rage of fire courses through her veins. She is of average height for a woman, her skin is as pale as the moon and her hair is as black as coal. But her eyes *shutters* oh her eyes are what both frightens and entrances any who dares look into them. They are like black pits of despair, deep purple orbs which haunt your very being with the slightest of looks; though I have seen a look that even the King of Zaqqum has been known to steer clear of, though his reasoning may be different than mine would. He delights in tormenting our queen.

Allow me to tell you about our queen and the look to which I refer to; it is not one of anger or death that you would suspect. No this is a look that makes all men and women alike to run far from her, it is a look of…Lust.

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Our story begins in at the Black Castle; you can see it from here. It rests at the top of the hill, see it? It is tall and it casts a dark shadow over the park, there are towers all around and a large monstrous doorway leading into its depths. There aren’t many who are allowed access to the Queen’s residence and those who enter are always wary of what lies within. But now I’m getting side tracked, the castle is not the focus of this story, it’s the occupants. There are hundreds of rooms and our story begins in Sagura’s study. Picture this as I tell you of the last time the Burning Moon shone above.

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In the dark and quite study, there is a lone figure sitting at the large desk in the center of the room. The walls are lined with shelves of books and a grand window from wall to wall behind the seated being. The figure is sitting up straight with their head resting on a hand as they lean against the table; black hair cascades down the side of their face and down their back as they appear to be reading the papers that are laid before them on the desk. The figure was clearly female, the dress she wore was low cut and it clung to her body, every inch of her voluptuous curves were clearly evident from the dark gray material she wore. The silence of the room rung in her ears, it was deafening and she loved it. But it was soon to be disrupted by the woman’s faithful, yet irritating servant wench, Gertrude.

The small women barged into the room, carrying a tray of doughnuts. She hobbled as she walked towards the large oak desk, placing the tray on the papers that Sagura had been reading. She had a large humped back and wrinkled grayish skin. She wore a ratted mauve cloak that covered most of her disfigured body, aside from the bits of red hair that stuck out of her hood. Her nails were long and jagged and appeared to have been painted with red nail polish, or it could be blood that had stained her fingers. The small woman looked up at her queen with a rotten toothy smile as she spoke. "My queen I have just finish a fresh batch of soul doughnuts…would you like one?" her screeching voice stabbed at Sagura's ears

The demoness looked at her minion, no emotion on her face, though slight irritation was evident in her dark purple eyes as she looked to the woman who smiled to her. "They have fresh pure souls my queen, they are perfect" the small woman beamed about her baked goods. She then moved away, hobbling over to the window; dusting the furniture as she went. She knocked over a vase and a lamp as she moved, though she seemed oblivious to their crashing to the floor. Sagura rolled her eyes moving the tray to the side, resuming her work. Gertrude stopped and looked out the window at the dark streets of Zaqqum, all was calm and quiet, and not a creature stood on the streets aside from the ladies of the night who stood around the statue in town square. Gertrude then looked up to the sky and her attention was immediately taken by the moon, she smiled widely showing off her yellow crooked teeth. "Oooh" she awed looking at the bright orange moon.

"Its orange this evening…its looks like it’s on fire…. You don't think that the demons there have started a fire do you my queen??" Gertrude asked turning to Sagura in a small panic worried about the demons on the moon.

 

Sagura sighed softly, never once looking away from the papers now held in her hand. She merely shook her head as she responded to her insipid minion’s worries. "No Gertrude...they are fine….And the moon is orange because it is the Felidae Mating Season." Sagura spoke with a bored tone to her voice. Placing the papers down on the desk, Sagura reached for a pen and signed the bottom. "Felidae Mating Season?" Gertrude echoed her queen, sounding really confused, the smaller woman rushed over to Sagura’s side, she looked up at her wondrous queen with a look of confusion in her gray eyes. "What’s that my queen?" Sagura sighed; she then turned to look at the woman who stood only inches from her. "Every 50 years, the moon turns orange. The aura given off by this change affects the cat demons, mainly the females. This, in turns puts them in heat. The moon is only orange for about 2 weeks then it doesn't come back for another 50 years." Sagura explained as easily as she could for her easy minded servant. "Oh I understand" Gertrude stated not really sure that she completely understood everything, but she trusted her queen’s knowledge. "Wait...you're a cat demon…does that mean you're in heat too? …Wait does that mean you are burning up. Oh No! My queen, don't feel sick. Your children need you to be strong and healthy." Gertrude cried, dropping to her knees as she cried; clinging to Sagura's feet beneath the desk.

Sagura slammed her hands down to the desk in irritation, this startled her minion making her jump up in surprise and she hit her head in result. Calming Sagura spoke again; "Gertrude get off your knees and stop whining. Being in heat doesn't mean that one burns up, yet we forget that I'm a Fire cat demon, meaning that I naturally have a high temperature. Being in heat means one is incredibly horny." Gertrude stood to her feet rubbing her head as she stared blankly at Sagura. The demoness sighed at Gertrude’s stupidity and explained it in a more simple way; "It means that all one want is hot, sweaty sex" Sagura smirked slightly to herself; knowing the woman would understand. "Oh...OK" Gertrude smirked to her; "So, you and King Kazumei will be quite busy for the next two weeks in your room" she chuckled suggestively, slightly elbowing Sagura. Sagura chuckled in response and pushed the woman away; "A lady doesn't tell of her private moments with her mate" Sagura smirked, looking at Gertrude in an all knowing way. "Yes I understand my queen...well the kitchen is a mess so I must go clean it up. Nice and shiny, spic and span" Gertrude hobbled out of the study closing the door behind her.

Sagura smirked slightly shaking her head at Gertrude for but a moment; she pushed the papers she had signed aside as she picked up another one to read through. The task was meaningless but needed to be done; also this was a good distraction for herself. She was still in the early stages so she still had control over her lustful urges; but that wouldn't last for long. Rising from her chair, she gracefully walked over to the window. She looked up into the blacken night sky at the full orange moon. The light emitting from it reflected in her purple eyes; they twinkled a little, and they flashed yellow for a split second. Smirking Sagura walked to the door leaving her study, it was time for her son, Soma's lessons.

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I hope you enjoyed the opening chapter, it will get better I promise XD