The branches of the trees swayed under heavy jets of wind, and the naughty moon was now and then closed by a black cloud veil flying fast in the sky. On a small edge, now and then nervously looking behind her back, a pretty girl with disheveled long hair worked. In the darkness of her night, her eyes seemed to be bottomless wells of darkness, her tender lips sprang fiercely, exposing her milky white fangs.

Liassa quickly moved through the clearing, dragging a heavy knotty snag. The fear that she would not be allowed to finish, urged on her by the cruel kicks of the screams of her sisters, seemed to be heard even here.

Finally, the pentagram was finished. The young witch with hatred threw the snag away, cursing her in her heart. Cursing this night. Cursing this forest. This land and the four people hated by it, who now — oh, she did not doubt it — mocked her sisters. This heaven above her head, useless and deaf to her suffering.

The girl's face hardened when she cut her palm straightened in the basements of my lord Dortland with an elaborate dagger. “Three drops on each end of the star,” whispered her mother’s voice in her head. - "Three drops, and then only payment."

In a hurry, rushing around the clearing, Liassa quickly sprinkled every ray of pentagram with her blood and took her place. Under her feet orange payment symbol was poured.

Suddenly, a flame flared in the center of the star. Having risen several meters up, it sounded like the wide wings of a demon, leaving a small fire burning on the ground. The fiery messenger of Hell looked around the edge, seeing only the girl. Intended for payment. Called him.

“You called me, daughter of a man?” The demon lord roared in a commanding voice. - What do you want?

- I want you to destroy all the villages in the feud, and first of all - the castle of my lord Dortland! - clearly pronouncing the words according to the ritual, the witch angrily inflated her nostrils, sensing the desired vengeance.

- Your fee? - Forh roared again, waving wings, from which fiery protuberances broke off and went out in the darkness of the night.

- My body, my soul! - proudly said Liass, almost snarling in response.

- Accepted! - concluded the demon. Clawed paws ripped dry land, stepping towards the girl. Forch's claw picked up the witch by the chin, lifting her face up. “Did you realize what you were doing, daughter of mortals?” Do you really care about what will happen to this dust under the feet of the gods? It will be dozens of years, and their bones will lie here in the ground, gnawed by grave worms. In the meantime, you will forever burn in hell for the death of those who would have died so long ago!

Liassa’s dark eyes gleefully met a fiery look.

“Does the demon lord, the keeper of the abyssal flame, really know what revenge is?” - boldly pronounced her lips.

- Yes, but do you know? - with a mock asked Forh, seizing her hand. The witch with hate gritted her teeth, feeling serious pain from burns. - Know the small part of the torment to which you doom yourself!

The clawed paws of the demon lord tore off her clothes, blowing her into the wind. No bras, no commoners then wore any panties, and after a few seconds the girl stood in front of the messenger of Hell in which her mother had given birth.

The monster's tail wrapped around her waist, leaving purple marks on her, rose up and firmly squeezed her right breast. Shivering with overwhelming rage, Liassa angrily clutched at him with her nails. Suddenly, this flexible whip hardened, lifting it into the air and bringing it to the demon's chest.

Again meeting the gaze of blazing eyes, the girl grinned.

“Why are you lingering, Lord of Hell?” If you are all so timid, I'm afraid I will have to go to the angels!

The demon roared, bringing her body down. A witch's bosom, strung on a phallus bursting with heat, pierced by a previously unknown flour.

- Yes-ah-ah-ah! - There was a piercing cry in the silence of the night.

Again and again pushing Liassu onto his huge penis, dousing her both outside and inside with his flame, the demon did not believe his ears.No mortal woman could deceive the lords of Hell, appearing transparent in front of their eyes in the light of the pentagram. But the rumor could not deceive him — the girl undoubtedly urged him on with loud cries, while her body — and Forch could not help but feel it — was beating in terrible agony of torment.

To say that it made an impression on the keeper of the flame is to say nothing. The girl's claws pierced her flesh, the tongues of fire licked her skin, and the tail squeezed the witch more and more, putting her on the demon's phallus with terrible force.

For a long time, a demon who did not know such intercourse soon finished under the seemingly endless cry of Liassa, flooding her insides with fiery liquid. The tail tore it from the member Forch and threw it on the ground.

The woman was half sitting on the ground, her hands on the ground, running her fingers into the dry grass. Rage filled her driven soul to the brim, and if she could kill this grass, she would have done it with pleasure. Burning demon sperm splashed out of her bosom, burning stalks at her feet, and she smiled maliciously.

“Now,” the voice of the messenger of Hell resounded in her head, “I will take your soul too.”

Whipping forward, the monster's tail wrapped around her neck and brought her face close to the face of the fiery lord. Peering into her eyes, Forch was taken aback. Now they, instead of the darkness splashing earlier, were filled with fiery whirlwinds, feeling freely under the human shell.

In disbelief, the messenger of the eternal abyss looked down. Undoubtedly, now in the body of the witch, a new life was beating, burning her belly from the inside.

- Well ?! Growled the girl, engulfed in unquenchable rage. - Why are you hesitating, demon?

Even a comparison with the petty despicable devil could not affect the keeper of the flame more than the last news. He let go of Liass, dropping her to the ground.

“I will not take pay more,” he said, much quieter than before.

- What?! - the indignant witch tried to leap up, but the body let her down. (Especially for eroticspace.info) In a rage, she screamed: - You can not terminate the contract now !!!

- I'm in my own right! - Forkh cut her off. - Now you carry in yourself a new life; a couple of years, and from your human shell will not remain and memories. Now you are a demon, and demons don't pay anyone for work they can do themselves. The contract is terminated, and you will go with me.

- I myself? - stunned the girl whispered. The serious expression of the face of the messenger of Hell convinced her immediately. - I myself !!! Yes!!! - from her lips growl and howl mixed up, her fists threatened to anyone in the sky. - Yes Yes Yes! Revenge!!! Eternal pain !!!

Her eyes glowed more and more, meteors flashing in the middle of the gloom-covered edge. The prettiest face, covered with burns, hardened with the mask of inexorable rage, giving the future demoness a perfect look. “Beautiful,” thought Forh, laughing triumphantly and hugging her with blazing wings, “how beautiful she is, my new daughter!”

A tornado of smoky flame devoured them and fell on dry grass, dissipating harmlessly. No one else has seen Liass on this Earth.