“Be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
Don’t struggle like that or I will only love you more
For it’s much too late to get away or turn on the light
The Spiderman is having you for dinner tonight.”
Yashiri Iga and Ita Omete, two characters I created for the Event Yaoi association. I felt like drawing something kinky with them.
The wizard walked hastily in the long corridor. His second wish has been realized, just one day after the first one, as the demon promised.
He had three wishes to make, but there was a downside : the creature granted him three wishes in exchange of his miserable human life. After the third wish, he’ll be killed. That was the rule.
But the man wasn’t that stupid. He learned everything he had to know before trying to summon the creature. He was greedy, but also sly. He learned that Amdarais, the demon he wanted to summon, had one weakness : Bradium.
The Bradium was a rare metal some traders used to sell at very high price in the black market. It was supposed to act as some sort of powerful lucky charm, and also as a component in alchemy. The man had to buy a lot of those, but with the ton of money he asked for his first wish, that wasn’t a problem at all.
When the demon reappared, called for the third wish, the floor of the summoning chamber was full of Bradium stones. He realized immediatly that he had been tricked, but it was already too late, and he collapsed, unable to resist the metal absorbing his powers.
When he woke up, he had no idea where he was, and how much time he spent unconscious. He wasn’t able to go back in his realm, not even able to move. He was tied ud, his legs spread by metal restraints, his arms tightly bound behind his back. He couldn’t see anything, not even scream his rage, as a head harness was preventing him to do so, covering his eyes and holding a cold, round metallic object in his mouth, big enough to avoid him closing his jaws.
He knew it was a bradium stone. No wonder why he wasn’t able to teleport, or even break his restraints. He was merely stronger than a normal human being at this point.
The door opened, and the man who summoned him a few days ago entered the room, holding a small leather bag. Unable to recognize him, Amdarais let escape a worried moan.
The Wizard smiled, staring at his beautiful prisoner. Demons were rare, and summoning them ended most of the time with horribles outcomes. The very few people who actually had slave demons were famous and envied : owning a demon was a sign of great power… or great slyness.
“I know, I know… feeling a bit lonely, mh ?”, he laughed.
The demon started struggling, groaning furiously behind his gag as he heard the voice of the Wizard mocking him.
“Hold on, wait a minute”, the man said, as he slowly took two objects out of his bag. The first one was very thin and long, shaped like a needle with a little round sphere on the top, and the other one was way much bigger, and clearly not the kind of object people would expect a wizard to have in the first place : a big, metallic plug.
Both were also made of Bradium.
“We’ll talk about my third wish later, if you don’t mind. For now… I have something to keep you busy, pet.”