Ballsac the Barbarian 10: Demonic Desire.

In our last episode, Ballsac recruited a new member to his crew, the fabulous, winged mare, Mnemi. But flying back to Fellatchio, he discovers that the town has been attacked by pirates. Today, we find out the result of that battle.

Fellatchio’s warning bell rang out the alarm and the town’s folk armed themselves for a fight. The watchman had noted black sails on the horizon, indicating a pirate ship heading toward their docks.

Ballsac was missing — out on some secret mission to the north — so Shar’dali and Ember rallied their crew to aid the town.

Shar’dali was sure they could handle a few pirates until she slipped from the inn and took in the scene outside. The ship’s flag wasn’t completely black. This banner had the red griffon symbol of the Dread Pirate Phallus flying from its tallest mast. Phallus was the deadliest, most notorious pirate on the Penile Coast…and he was a warlock of high power.

Could even her magic help stem the tide of magically enhanced pirates that streamed from the ship toward the town?

She followed Ember to a location behind some sacks and barrels outside the general store. At least they’d have some cover.

He fired off arrow after arrow while she sent magic missiles and fireballs into the center of the pirate horde that approached. Borg led the rest of the crew and the people of Fellachio with his new love, Genta Lightwing flying overhead. Somehow, in the face of danger, the town’s folk had no problem embracing the half-orc and the harpy.

The fighting was hard and soon Shar’dali’s magical energy was drained.

Ember pulled the last arrow from his quiver. “This is it, isn’t it?” He knew as well as she did that the town’s folk, even with the augmentation of Ballsac’s crew, didn’t stand a chance against this foe.

Even Ballsac’s heroic return, flying on the back of a winged horse, did little to stem the tide. They were all going to die.

Unless…

“I need a jolt,” she said.

Ember rolled his eyes, but also dropped his bow and undid his belt. He’d become used to Shar’dali’s requests for more power, even in the midst of battle. “At least I’ll die sated.”

His cock pulsed from his fly long and hard. A drop of precum glistened on its tip.

Shar’dali greedily licked the moisture into her mouth, feeling the instant tingle of magical energy. There was something in elf seed that no other creature, person or animal, had. Elves were magical, and one shot of Ember’s semen contained enough magical energy to fill her power pool.

She cradled his balls, gently stroking and trying to ignore the sounds of battle echoing off the beach.

He groaned as her lips tightened around his shaft and she began lashing the head of his cock with her tongue. “Yes! I die a happy man.” His shaft grew even larger just before he pumped a huge load of jism into her mouth.

She greedily swallowed it down and felt the huge jolt of magical power fill her.

Fully charged, she released his shaft and sat back on her haunches, bringing to mind one of the most powerful spells she knew. “Tsom Chronicuss Stabilitize!” she shouted in the language of magic and suddenly everything fell silent around her. Nothing moved, not even the breeze.

Shar’dali was all but drained of her magic once again, but that didn’t matter. She’d stopped time.

She couldn’t move at all. Her gaze was locked onto Ember’s semi-erect cock.

But she didn’t need to move, or even cast a spell. She simply had to envision to send herself to the ninth level of hell — home.

The heat of liquid fire scorched her, taking away her breath, but she could move once again. She’d grown soft living on the surface world. She’d been spawned and grown up here on this most decadent of the material planes.

She’d landed right where she’d envisioned — before the throne of the demon lord, Sec’xona’shtik. She instantly went to her knees, pressing her forehead to the scorching-hot stones of the flooring. “My Lord.”

A soft chuckle filled the air around her. “Shar’dali. I knew one day you’d come crawling back to me.” The demon lord growled a lust-filled grunt.

She knew the price she’d have to pay could include her life, but she was determined to save her friends. “My Lord, I crave a boon.”

“A boon?” He chortled. “On your knees, craving a boon.” He sucked in a deep breath. “Oh, Shar’dali, I like this.”

She’d left here…left him…years before, vowing to never return. Sec’xona’shtik hadn’t been pleased.

“Oh, get up,” he said with a huff. “I’m not angry with you.”

She lifted her head enough to look into his blazing red eyes. “You’re not?”

He shook his head. “I could never stay angry with you. You should know that. And I’ve watched what you’ve accomplished for yourself. You’ve grown powerful.”

As she stood, he rose from his throne.

At his full ten feet tall, he towered over her. He spread his huge, bat-like wings as he held his hand out to take hers. The long, sharp talons retracted into his calloused fingers. “Things could go back to the way they were,” he said. “I have missed you at my right hand…and in my bed.”

He never wore clothing. He had no need, here in his realm. His massive cock jerked, coming fully erect.

“I have always enjoyed being with you,” she stated. “That was never the issue.”

“Then lay with me once more. Be mine one more time.” Lust filled his eyes. “After that, we will discuss your…boon.”

She took his cock in her hand, gliding her fist along its turgid length. She remembered every ridge and vein of his member, for she’d explored it completely many times.

Cackles erupted from the throngs of demons in the chamber. Under his scrutiny, it was easy to forget they were not alone.

Not that it mattered. This was, after all…hell.

“Leave us, you prattling snots,” Sec’xona’shtik shouted. “She is for my eyes alone.”

The throne room quickly emptied.

He pushed her against one of the great columns that held up the ceiling, his hand grasping her breast tightly. The pain was…glorious.

When dealing with a demon lord, especially in his home domain, every sensation, whether painful or pleasurable, was intensified. Shar’dali’s skin sizzled under Sec’s caresses. His hands roamed and explored her flesh, removing her clothing, touching, titillating, and invading.

His erection pulsed with passionate power — truly the largest cock she’d ever experienced. Most mortal women wouldn’t be able to handle it, but she could. In fact, she had, on numerous occasions before she’d left the ninth hell behind her.

Sec had been her only temptation to stay in this accursed realm, but the pull to do more…be more…sent her on a quest to the mortal realm where she’d met Ballsac and joined his crew.

Now that she was back, the lure of the demonic, the lust for all things decadent, filled her senses once again.

“You should never have left me,” Sec growled. His forked tongue slithered over her body, whipping her nipples to stiff peaks, wrapping like a boa constrictor around her torso and then invading her channel.

The demon lord’s tongue grew to fill her as he slid a dexterous finger up her ass.

Passionate ripples cascaded over her. She fell completely under his spell as he manipulated her inside and out.

Then his tongue withdrew and his pulsing cock probed her depths. Slowly but firmly, the enormous head slipped inside her, the veiny girth dragging against her clit, sending jolt after jolt of decadent arousal coursing through her core.

By the gods, she’d missed this. “Fill me, my lord. Take me!”

His shaft plunged to her depths again and again as his muscular arms supported her. Fires blazed hot around them, illuminating for all below that Sec’xona’shtik took his pleasure.

The roaring of her fellow demons filled the chamber as passion crested within Shar’dali. Orgasmic energy rippled through her.

“My Lord,” she gasped. “May I feed?”

His laugh filled the chamber, echoing off the stalagmites hanging from the cavern’s ceiling. “Of course, little one. Take your fill.”

There was no way to drain the life from an immortal creature like the demon lord, so Shar’dali fed, pulling in the turbulent demonic energy of her host.

His skin heated to scorching, and he plunged one last time into her depths as his release pulsed through him. Jet after jet of sizzling jism filled her.

He pulled out to stream even more cum onto her stomach and breasts. Like a great wave of magma, it engulfed her.

She pulled it all into herself, basking in the glow of the most potent magical energy she’d ever experienced. Her power pool filled to overflowing, and she discovered a capacity she’d never experienced before.

Casting a flight spell, she rose, hovering several feet above the ground pulsing with a fiery glow. “My request, My Lord.”

Chuckling, Sec flapped his wings to join her in the air. “What do you seek, my love. If it is within my power, it is yours, for surely, I have never felt so fulfilled.”

A spiked demon below hollered up. “My Lord. The mortal realm is frozen in time.”

Flame crackled in Sec’s eyes, as his gaze met Shar’dali’s. “Your doing?”

She nodded. “It was the only way to save my friends. I request a legion of demons, for a short time only, and in return I will give you the soul of the Dread Pirate Phallus and his entire crew.”

His bold laugh filled the chamber. “A red day! I believe I would enjoy leading my legions in the field for this fight. You have only to call when you are ready.”

Shar’dali returned to her mortal body, still frozen in time and facing Ember’s wilting cock. She mentally triggered the counter-spell and the world began to move once more.

Ember sighed. “We can’t win this.”

She rose to hover six feet in the air. “Yes, we can. Apriturelia openus!”

The portal to the ninth level of hell opened and a flood of demons poured through With Sec at their head.

Winged aberrations of all shapes and sizes descended upon the pirate horde. Sec pulled the Dread Pirate Phallus from the poop deck of his ship, hoisting him high into the sky. The pirate screamed and cast all manner of spell at the demon lord, but to no avail. The demon flew back toward the portal and tossed the now pleading man into the ninth level of hell. Then he led his legion as they decimated the last of the pirates.

It all took less than a minute before the demons departed through the portal and it closed.

Ballsac, his crew, and the town’s folk stood alone on the sandy beach, gasping for breath and staring wide-eyed at each other.

That evening, Ballsac called them all together in the inn’s common room. “At my request, the town has gifted us the pirate ship.”

Shar’dali noted the excitement in his eyes.

Borg huffed. “And you’ve no doubt accepted or you wouldn’t be bringing it up now.”

“I’ve a quest in mind,” Ballsac answered. “An ancient relic rumored to be on an island far out to sea. Would any of you care to join me on this venture?”

“Aye,” resounded from around the room.

Shar’dali found herself in a quandary. A part of her wanted to stay with Ballsac and his crew, but Sec’xona’shtik had offered her a throne, and equal ruling with him of the ninth level of hell. That would be a much easier life for sure, and incredible sex whenever she wanted.

But with Ballsac and his crew, there was adventure, and freedom…and fun. In the end she added her “Aye” to the others.

Ballsac raised his tankard of ale. “From this day forward, we are Ballsac’s Buccaneers!”

Cheers filled the inn.

Fellatchio is saved. Join us next time as Ballsac and his buccaneers take to the high seas on an all new quest, starting in Ballsac the Barbarian 11: Siren off the Port Bow. (Coming soon.)

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