Chapter 4: Part 2 - Don't break the seal.

Taki took off running in pursuit of the small red-head. For someone so short she ran at an incredibly fast past, Taki was quite surprised. As the girl ran ahead, her short skirt bobbed up and down, and Taki was disgusted to see she wasn't wearing anything underneath. As they turned another corner the torchlight illuminating the corridor suddenly vanished. Taki stopped for a second and unsheathed her mystical short-sword Reiki-Maru, a dull orange glow emanated from the naked blade, and Taki managed to catch sight of Amy as the other woman turned another corner. Taki took off running again, and the power of Reiki-Maru enveloped her, allowing her to pick up even greater speed.

As she turned the corner that Amy had just disappeared down, she felt the stone under her right foot depress slightly, instinct took over and Taki tossed herself forward into a roll. Behind her spears erupted from both walls, crisscrossing the first half of the hallway in deadly blades. If she had hesitated for even a second, or if she hadn't rolled quite as far, she would have been impaled multiple times. Further down the corridor she heard a curse and looked up to see Amy again retreating.

This time Taki was able to cut the distance between them quite quickly. Amy was now only slightly further than arms distance away, and Taki readied herself to jump forward and tackle the girl. The instant before Taki jumped Amy reached out and grabbed something hanging from the wall to there right. This time Taki was not quite fast enough, the floor below her feet split down the middle and she felt herself drop straight down.

Taki's eyes widened in fear as she saw the ten foot spikes rising up from the newly revealed chasm beneath feet. Relying on years of training she gathered all of the chi in her body into her hands and dropped straight towards the closest spike. She clapped both feet around the sides of the deadly trap, and pulled her hips away, preventing herself from being impaled from crotch to head. Her feet only served to slow her fall, and as the tip of the spike rose towards her face she clasped it in both hands, using all the strength and chi she had within her to hold herself in place. She froze there for a second, hands and feet gripping the metal rod between her legs, spider-like in her pose, and then she screamed. A wild sound that expressed both pain and frustration. Despite her swift thinking, there were many spikes which rose from the floor of the pit, although she had avoided horrific bodily impalement, some of the smaller spikes had pierced her arms and legs. A particularly rusty spoke now protruded from the outside of her thigh, just above her right knee. A second and third spike had grazed her backside, cutting open her jumpsuit and exposing her now cut and bleeding ass-cheeks. Ever-so-carefully Taki lifted her right leg off of the spike, fighting back another scream as she did so. With her body free she jumped to the bottom of the pit, wove between the spikes, and jumped out on the other side.

Amy now had a good lead and Taki only had the sound of footsteps to guide her as she continued her pursuit. At first she drew on the power of Reiki-Maru to maintain her pace, but soon the wound above her knee began to bleed heavily, and the pain became almost unbearable. As Taki slowed down she suddenly realized that Amy had stopped running and was now standing about 15 feet away, staring straight at her. The petite woman positioned herself into an on-guard stance and pointed her rapier at Taki.

With a shout Taki drew her second blade and charged towards Amy. Almost immediately she realized she had made a mistake. Once again she felt the broke beneath her feet depress downward. Only years of training and luck saved her as a huge blade swung down from the ceiling towards her. In the fraction of a second it took the blade to reach her, Taki dropped backwards and planted her palms on the floor in a bridge position. The axe-like pendulum blade would have split her in-half down the middle of she hadn't moved, although she didn't end up split from crotch to crown, she didn't quite drop low enough either, the bottom of the blade drew a line up her belly and between her tits, she felt the fabrick of her outfit split open, and a burning pain exploded across her abdominal muscles where her back had been arched the highest.

Rolling to one side she came up on her feet and looked down to inspect the wound. Her outfit was split from navel to collarbone, and as she stood up her enormous tits spilled free. A red line appeared across her skin, visible through the opening in her suit, and blood streamed from it. Just the act of standing opened the cut wider, and Taki clutched the wound. She felt a small sense of relief that the blade hadn't completely sliced through her abdominal wall, but it had come close. She wondered how much she'd actually be able to move without spilling her guts across the stone floor.

Taki sheathed her second sword and advanced once more towards Amy, one hand held across her stomach. The other woman wasn't a bad fighter, but Taki knew she could still beat her, even if she only had one arm to do it with. With a powerful battle-cry Taki charged. Amy smiled, turned, and pressed a small stone button on the nearest wall.

Instantly Taki felt air whistle past her face, and caught a glimpse of a small metal dart as it shot past her. She turned towards the wall the dart had come from, narrowly avoiding a second projectile as the she turned. She saw that the wall was covered from top to bottom in small holes. What came next was like a hail-storm. Dart after dart began firing out of the wall cutting the air and filling the hall with the sound of whistling air. Taki dodged at deflected, striking as many darts from the air as she avoided, spinning and ducking and weaving. Sweat poured from her brow as she was forced to deflect one dart with her sword and simultaneously snatch another from the air with her other hand. Then as abruptly as it had started, the storm of projectiles stopped. Taki once again turned towards Amy, raised her sword and prepared to attack. Taking a step towards her enemy she suddenly felt light-headed, she tried to shake it off but the feeling was replaced by an incredible hot-flash, she felt like she was being burned alive. Feeling pressure against her chest she looked down and gasped; protruding from her left breast was the back end of a dart, imbedded under her nipple and buried almost completely in the soft flesh of her tit. She slipped Reiki-Maru back into it's sheath and tried frantically to remember the chi-gung ritual that would purge the poison from her body. Before her fingers could form the symbols, and her mouth could utter the first line of the sacred chant, she slumped to her knees. She tried to lift her arms, but they felt heavier than mountains and all she managed was to shrug her shoulders.

Amy walked towards her slowly, sword still held ready. "You're truly a spectacular warrior you know." She said with a grin. "anyone else would have been dead two or three times over, even now, still conscious, still defiant, it's such a turn on!". Now that Amy was only inches from Taki, the young woman switched her sword over to her left hand and lifted her skirt with her right. Despite the haze Taki was in, she could still smell the musky aroma of Amy's cunt, and admired the thin patch of bright red hair above it. Amy pushed even closer and grabbed the back of Taki's head in her hand. "Do you like it my brave little ninja?" She whispered as she pushed Taki's cheek against her mound. Taki was astonished by just how much liquid poured out of the girl's cunt as her face was violated. "Oh my, your skin is so hot little Ninja! Let me help!". With a grin Amy stepped back, spread her pussy lips and began to piss. The last thing Taki remembered before she lost consciousness was how warm the piss felt as it doused her face and chest. With that Taki slumped to floor is a pool of urine and her own blood.


When Taki awoke she was no longer in the hall. Somehow she was back in Japan, in the very familiar place, a hidden shrine, tucked away high in the mountains, the very shrine in which her life as a Daemon hunter began. Looking down at herself she saw that she was wearing the same outfit she had worn during her years of training with the Fu-ma ninja clan. A robe like tunic with a loin cloth, made of white fabric, belted around the waist with a simple black sash. She reached back and found her sword Reiki-Maru in it's sheath. Drawing the blade she immediately noticed it felt powerless, the same as any normal sword. Something was very strange, and she new what it was. This was not the present but a glimpse into the past. She knew this day well, she knew what was about to happen, and she hated to think about it.

Almost on cue, the first daemon burst from the wall on her right. Uno-Gi, the so-called "flesh-tearer" a horned, 7 foot tall mountain of flesh and spirit-muscle with a 14 inch cock to match. She felt herself going through the motions of fighting him. Her body moving to strike and block without her consent. She saw her hands form the symbols that would bind him but knew exactly what would happen next. An explosion of masonry showered her in debris as the wall behind her broke open revealing a second daemon, Kami-sensin, the "soul-raper" a short but powerful daemon, covered in blue fur, and blessed with 6 long tentacle-like cocks. Taki tried to tune out what happened next. The first daemon used the distraction to grab her arms and crush them to her sides. Pinning her helplessly. The second daemon immediately tore her outfit off. Taki braced herself for the humiliation to come. She was sure it was a dream now, and tried to will herself to wake up.

Instead of waking up, the dream became more vivid, Taki felt every inch of the larger Daemon's monstrous cock as he slammed it into her freshly exposed snatch. This was no ordinary dream, Taki felt the shock of her womb being violated as intensely as she had on the day this dream had been reality. She also felt how pain swiftly became pleasure, how the walls of her cunt stretched to fit the daemon's massive rod, and enjoyed the sensation of her juice spilling from her pussy and running down her asshole and thighs. She was waiting in anticipation as the second deamon speared her then-virgin asshole with two of his writhing cocks. Taki quickly lost herself to the pleasure of the dream, moaning as every inch of her was ravaged, gasping in bliss as tentacle-cocks were jammed into her mouth and wrapped around her body, screaming in ecstasy as Daemon spunk was sprayed across her. As had happened on that fateful day, Taki's endurance outlasted the Daemon's, and as they lay back exhausted, their spirits spent and their balls empty, Taki performed the ritual that would bind them to her scabbard, the first of many evil souls that that she would trap during her years as a daemon hunter. They were however, the only two she ever bound into her sheath. As their bodies and souls were sucked away, she heard the distinctive patter of liquid hitting the stone floor between her legs. She looked down and watched daemon spunk pour out of her snatch and anus, hypnotized by the sound it made as it splattered against the ground. She blinked and the room started to change, the floor of the temple replaced by the cold stone of Dark temple. She closed her eyes, and tried to clear her head. When she opened her eyes again she took in her surroundings, and pain came flooding back to her body.

The first thing that came to her was the pain in her arms, her shoulders were on fire, and her wrists and hands felt numb. Trying to blink the darkness from her eyes and the fog from her brain, she looked up towards her right arm. Wire was wrapped tightly around her wrist, strung from the ceiling, looking over she saw her left arm was in the same position. Her legs were spread-eagled, each locked into a boot like, metal vice that wrapped around her ankle and over her instep. Her feet were set wide enough apart that it was hard to support her weight, which explained why her arms were on fire, she had no idea how long she had been hanging there. A sudden movement caught her eye, and she spied Amy tinkering with something on a table across the room. The sounding of something splashing against the floor drew her attention away from the girl, and she again looked down. Her outfit was still split down the front, open from her tits, and now all the way down to her pussy and asshole, she could feel the cold air on her bottom and assumed the back was torn as well. More troubling was the wound down her stomach, the cut had opened wider, exposing at least an inch of her abdominal muscles, and crusted with dried blood. This however, was not the source of the dripping, protruding from her cunt was the handle of one of her two swords, the sheath of the 16 inch blade was jammed all the way inside her, she watched as juice from her pussy ran along the handle and dropped off onto the floor. This was the sound that had woken her from her dream, and most likely the cause of it in the first place.

Focusing on her sword made her realize just how turned on she still was, the pain in her shoulders, belly and wrists was as nothing compared to the intense lust burning in her cunt. A flash of movement caused her to look up, and she saw Amy moving towards her. The woman was completely nude and held Taki's sheathed sword in both hands. She looked very frustrated.

"Why the fuck won't your sword come out of this scabbard?" Amy growled. "I was having all kinds of fun fucking you with your own weapons, and it seemed like you were enjoying it as well..." She glanced down at the puddle between Taki's feet, and Taki felt her face growing red. "Then I felt it. This sword is literally swarming with souls, thousands of them, maybe tens of thousands, and I know it contains a piece of Soul Edge! If I could just hold it, touch them, feed on them, I would become even more powerful than Nightmare, I could rule this wonderful place! Something is stopping me though, is it a trick? Is there a special button I need to press? A special way to turn the handle as you draw it? Well? Answer me bitch!" Amy was practically screaming as she spat the words out, and followed the question up with a hard slap across Taki's face. Taki looked up into the Soul-Vampire's eyes and smiled. "The sheath is guarded by powerful spirits, in order to break it, you'd need a weapon powerful enough to kill a demon...". Amy looked very pleased and immediately turned around and walked back to a small work table covered with what looked like implements of torture. She placed Taki's weapon on the table and then disappeared through a door. When she returned she was carrying a short Greek-styled sword. Taki immediately recognized it. "Where did you get that?! What have you done with Sophitia?". Amy didn't reply and instead held the sword up high over her head. With a crash she brought the God-forged weapon down upon Taki's weapon. At first nothing happened, but then an unnatural silence descended over the room. The silence gave way to the sound of cracking, like a dead tree breaking apart under it's own weight. Fissures of red light started to appear along the handle of Taki's sword. The red light played along the walls, expanding and brightening the dimly lit chamber. Suddenly their was an explosion.

Taki was rocked backwards against her restraints, the wires around her wrists bit into her flesh as her body swayed against them. Amy was much closer and was tossed through the air and against a wall. Sliding back to the ground with a groan. As she tried to get to her feet an inky smoke began to rise from the shattered pieces of Taki's sword. The smoke swirled and twisted forming the body of large horned-demon, beside the first demon a second appeared, amorphous and foul, 6 long tentacles protruding from below its waist. Before Amy could rise completely, the second demon struck. 4 of its tentacle cocks shot out and grabbed onto each of the girl's limbs, lifting her off her feet and into the air. The first demon approached slowly, licking its lips and drinking in the sight and smell of the tiny nude red-head. "Years inside a cage... It muttered to itself, no release, nothing to eat, trapped... You look tasty..."

While the demons surrounded Amy, Taki was frantically straining against her bonds. Her fingers a blur, she formed the symbols for holy fire and clutched the wire binding her right hand. She held in a scream as the thin metal suddenly glowed orange and her wrist sizzled and popped where it touched the wire, but with a tug it snapped. Using her skills as a ninja it took her no time at all to escape the other four restraints. With a jolt she then raced past the tentacle demon, grabbed her sword from the table and ran out the door. The two creatures hardly noticed her as she disappeared out into the hall.

Amy saw the ninja vanish, but was forced to hold back her rage, she had to find a way out of this situation. Despite the pleasure to be had, she knew that once the creatures were done with her they would most likely kill her, or worse. She watched the first demon circle closer to her, his clawed hand reaching out to brush her thighs. "This one looks young, but she is more like us than a human. She will do nicely as a first meal". Amy struggled against the tentacles binding her as the horned-one circled behind her. Despite her situation she felt a tingle of lust run up her spine as she felt the demon's cock press against her asshole.

Looking down Amy saw the huge red tip of the demons cock swaying back and forth between her spread thighs. A pair of enormous red hands covered in course hair grabbed her around the waist, it's long black claws digging into the skin of her hips. Fear and anticipation filled Amy's mind as the demon's cock brushed against her pussy and asshole, leaving a slimy trail of pre-cum dripping from her snatch. As she steeled her mind against the coming penetration, she was taken off guard as the other demon's final two tentacle-cocks assaulted her. The first slammed into her snatch, pushing deeper into her than Raphael ever had, the second wrapped around her neck, yanking her head backwards until she was staring demon behind her in the face. He grinned and spat on her, and then she screamed as his enormous cock penetrated her asshole. At first all Amy felt was pain, her cervix was instantly torn apart as the tentacle-demon pushed through it and into her womb, the asshole wasn't fairing any better, she could feel herself being stretched impossibly wide as the demon lifted her up and down onto it's shaft. Soon though, the pain slipped into the back of her mind and warmth and pleasure took over. She shuddered in ecstasy as her first orgasm washed over her, juice gushed from her pussy, sliding past the tentacle cock and splashing to the floor. With her womb open it was like a dam had burst, she couldn't stop cumming.

The demons kept going and going, and with each minute that went by the violation became faster and harder, the demon behind her kept smiling down, licking its lips, and spitting in her face. Suddenly its expression changed, its brow furrowed and its eyes closed. A deep guttural sound escaped its lips and Amy felt its already impossibly huge cock grow even stiffer inside her. What she felt next was not pleasure, but pressure. As the demon groaned it came; enormous amounts of demon spunk sprayed out of its cock and into Amy's badly torn asshole, she could feel her insides expanding, she screamed in pain as the demon's orgasm continued, her belly distending in response, growing huge, a massive balloon of skin and organ, filled with demon spunk. Just when she thought she could take no more, the first demon's orgasm stopped... And that's when the tentacle-creature's began. Now instead of her ass-hole, her womb was being filled up, her eyes bulged in her sockets and her jaw clenched, it was everything in her power not to lose consciousness. The skin of her belly stretched and contorted as her womb was filled to bursting... Just when she thought she might actually be torn apart by the torrent of jizz, the second demon's orgasm ended as well. With a sickening pop, both demon's removed their members from Amy's impossibly swollen body.

The instant they pulled out semen came rushing out of the girl, her pussy sprayed thick demon-milk into the floor with the force of a geyser, and at the same moment her ass belched forth an enormous pile of spunk. Despite her best efforts to keep it down, Amy found herself vomiting even more of the stuff down onto her tits no belly. The demon's cum had managed to push it's way through all of her intestines, her stomach, and finally out her mouth. Both demon's began to chuckle at sight of the ruined girl, completely covered in their seed, her asshole and pussy now not much more than bloody scraps of flesh hanging down between her legs. When the vomiting finally stopped she looked up at them and realized in a moment of fear that it was no longer lust that filled the demon's eyes, but hunger.

"Well how shall we divide our meal friend?" The red demon said to the other. "Down the middle, 50/50?"

"I have a better idea.." The second demon said. Speaking for the first time.

Amy gasped as she felt the tentacles tighten around her upper arms and thighs. What once had been thick cocks, easily as big around as her own wrists, suddenly began to shrink and tighten, now they were as thin as wires, and growing exceptionally tight. "No!!! Don't even think about it! Fuck-You! No!!!" Amy screamed as her hands and feet started turning blue, her circulation cut off by the demon's now wire-like appendages. Amy screamed once more as four sprays of blood exploded from each of her limbs.

Suddenly she was choking, her body suspended in the air now by only the tentacle wrapped around her neck. Unable to talk to breath, she was forced to watch as the her arms and legs were drawn back towards the tentacle-creature, severed completely from her body, blood poured from the four stumps of her limbs as the first demon walked over and snatched her right arm and leg away from the other demon. The light started to fade from her eyes as she listened to the two monsters chomping and tearing away the flesh of her limbs, gulping loudly as the swallowed piece after piece. She nearly lost consciousness as the first demon pulled her left arm apart at the elbow and swallowed her upper arm in one gulp, but that's when she saw it, the tip of the demon's tentacle cock floating inches from her mouth. She knew suddenly how she could survive, with a chomp of her own she but down onto the demon's cock, and her fangs sunk in. For a soul vampire, a creature made entirely of spirit energy was easy pray...


Some time later Amy stepped out of the room and into the hallway. Her eyes were Jett-black, and it looked like she wore stockings and gloves made of darkness and smoke, with a hiss she raced back down the hallway towards Raphael and the sounds of battle, completely nude except for the rapier she clutched in the darkness of her new right-hand.