My years of individual research had brought me to the isolated temple of Tiion, buried deep in the mountains. The trail was difficult, filled with overgrowth from years of a lack of worshipers keeping the way clear, but eventually I made it to the once sacred site. Despite the years of weathering, the temple still stood tall and magnificent, although overshadowed by the monumental mountains in which it was nestled.
I walked up to the temple doors, whose once thick, oaken doors were now worn and cracked. I pushed one side. It creaked open to reveal a large room of worship. Most of the pews lay scattered and disorganized, and several were broken whether through time or some other source. An intricate altar at the other end of the room was illuminated by the light that came through the collapsed ceiling. In various parts of the ceiling, more light entered through the different holes, partially illuminating the temple while casting shadows behind the massive stone pillars. Hundreds of dried leaves adorned the floor, blown in through the collapsed parts and forming a scattered carpet on the stone floor.
I crept up to the altar, cautious of any possible spells or traps that awaited my prying eyes. What secrets would be revealed to me in this ancient place? I could barely contain my excitement. I did not sense any traps, but I did sense something else lurking in the shadows, waiting for me. At the sound of a faint rustling of leaves near one of the pillars, I started mumbling an offensive spell. I whirled around and cast my spell, which, with a flash of light, reflected off a humanoid shadow and into a wall, the blue sparks harmlessly dissipating against the stone.
The being stepped away from the shadows to reveal himself more clearly. Before me stood a red, muscular demon with two curved horns protruding from his forehead. He wore only a pair of black, fancy pants. His proud smile was a reflection of a conceited ego and his words confirmed it. "Foolish human," he bellowed in a deep voice. "It'll take more than your little sparkly magic to hurt me."
He raised his hands towards the roof, and shortly after, several lengths of rope shot towards me. I levitated a pile of leaves from the floor up in front of me and hardened their edges into blades. As the rope passed through the array of razor sharp leaves, they were cut apart. I swiftly followed up my defense and counter attacked by shooting some of the leaves towards the demon, who conjured a protective layer of fire that burned the leaves away as they passed through the barrier.
The fight continued like that; the demon cast spell after spell in succession while I countered them and sometimes managed a counter attack. Spells bounced every which way. Lightning. Fire. Ice. A crack sounded from one of the pews getting hit by an energy spell.
My breath grew heavy. I was barely able to counter each spell that the demon threw at me. I could feel that I was outmatched and at any moment I would be defeated. I looked for an escape. The demon blocked the front of the double doors I had entered. Two more spells deflected. My eyes next fell to the side entrance that had already been blocked many years ago by a pile of stone and wood rubble from a previous collapse. I would have to make my own exit then. I began to form a slow, but powerful spell that would blast a hole through one of the walls. His barrage of spells made it difficult to weave together my own, but each one was countered by my free hand. When it was completed, the spell shot from my hands with a powerful force into the wall, causing a loud boom. Freedom.
A sensation on my ankles distracted me momentarily. I looked down to see that a few of the pieces of cut rope had wrapped themselves around my foot and tied their other ends to one of the pews, with more rope pieces slithering towards me. I cast a quick fire spell, burning one of them away. Before I had a chance to burn the other pieces of rope away, the demon sent two more spells towards me, which I deflected, but gave an opportunity for more of the rope to wrap around my legs.
Desperate, I dropped my guard and focused both my hands to destroy the rope. Suddenly, the wind was knocked from me by a hit to my stomach and I collapsed to the ground. Taking advantage of my prone state, the remaining pieces of rope made quick work of binding my legs and arms together.
The demon laughed triumphantly and stepped toward me. My heart pounded, knowing I was at this evil creature's mercy.
"I win, as always," he gloated with that same deep voice. "You humans that come here are all so easy to defeat. Some of you put up a good fight, but all of you weaklings eventually succumb to my power." He knelt down to my face, smiling and revealing a set of fangs that could easily pierce skin. "I have plans for you."
He raised his hands and snapped his fingers so that a blue flame hovered above his hand before it was shot towards me, engulfing my clothes with fire. I screamed and rolled, but the fire did not burn me. Instead, it burnt away my robes and undergarments, leaving me naked on the cold, stone floor. The demon looked down at my package and laughed.
"Human cocks are so cute and pathetic," he said amused. "Let me show you a real cock."
The demon stripped off his pants, revealing his large shaft dangling between his legs. I stared wide-eyed at the huge member swinging between his legs with each of his movements. He gripped my hips, spun me over, and spread my ass cheeks. I tried to wiggle away from him, but he firmly dug his claws into my thighs, holding me in place and sending pain into my body. I cried out for him to not do it.
"Yes, beg for me," he mocked "You know exactly what I'm going to do to you."
"Please," I begged "I've never had anything in there!"
"That's what a lot of the male mages say. Of course, they quickly become little fuck sluts hungry for my cock by the time I finish with them."
