Zilrax
Master of Kinky Fetishes. Or just Bitch if you pre
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Re: Sakura (plmnko)
With a new found resolve and determination, Sakura went out into the main room after gathering all the furs she could. The Hellhound was nowhere in sight, but looking at the charred foot prints on the ground it seemed to have fled downstairs.
The barrier was gone, revealing steps up, and Sakura went up with them. The feeling of oppressiveness grew stronger now as she climbed the stairs upwards. Upwards and upwards she climbed, the stone of the temple soon becoming dark, with runes glowing along the walls as she went.
And then she exited the stairwell. The room is large, a temple with a temple. A great stained glass window provides lighting here, casting purple light over the room. Several candelebras are lit, providing an exotic scent to the room. statues of demonic figures stand about the walls. A twisted altar lies up on a dais in the centre of the room.
Sitting upon the altar is what seems to be darkness given form, a vague cluster of shadows no light would touch, with glowing red eyes staring forth from it with amused malice. It's bodily features were indistinct, like trying to make out something in the dark. It definitely seemed to be formed of the same stuff the collar on the Hellhound and the harness on Sakura was.
Nevertheless the creature clapped it;s hands, a dark laugh echoing around the room. "Oh, well done, well done indeed. I was almost certain you'd have given up there, and been a good little bitch for my not so faithful hound. Yet you've come forth before me, all eager and ready to fight me for the treasure. Of course, I'm not in a rush really. If you want this treasure then you'll need to take it from me, but it has been such a long time since my last suitor. We could chat awhile first. Or simply get on with your utter humiliation. The choice is yours."
The demon seemed in no particular rush to fight, but continued to stare at Sakura with great amusement.
With a new found resolve and determination, Sakura went out into the main room after gathering all the furs she could. The Hellhound was nowhere in sight, but looking at the charred foot prints on the ground it seemed to have fled downstairs.
The barrier was gone, revealing steps up, and Sakura went up with them. The feeling of oppressiveness grew stronger now as she climbed the stairs upwards. Upwards and upwards she climbed, the stone of the temple soon becoming dark, with runes glowing along the walls as she went.
And then she exited the stairwell. The room is large, a temple with a temple. A great stained glass window provides lighting here, casting purple light over the room. Several candelebras are lit, providing an exotic scent to the room. statues of demonic figures stand about the walls. A twisted altar lies up on a dais in the centre of the room.
Sakura has encountered Unknown Demon.
Sitting upon the altar is what seems to be darkness given form, a vague cluster of shadows no light would touch, with glowing red eyes staring forth from it with amused malice. It's bodily features were indistinct, like trying to make out something in the dark. It definitely seemed to be formed of the same stuff the collar on the Hellhound and the harness on Sakura was.
Nevertheless the creature clapped it;s hands, a dark laugh echoing around the room. "Oh, well done, well done indeed. I was almost certain you'd have given up there, and been a good little bitch for my not so faithful hound. Yet you've come forth before me, all eager and ready to fight me for the treasure. Of course, I'm not in a rush really. If you want this treasure then you'll need to take it from me, but it has been such a long time since my last suitor. We could chat awhile first. Or simply get on with your utter humiliation. The choice is yours."
The demon seemed in no particular rush to fight, but continued to stare at Sakura with great amusement.