Dreaming of Jizzy (20 page)

“I can smell the blood pumping through your penis and taste your excitement in my mouth,” Darkness noted, her voice amused.

“Oh... right. Uh, you look... you look beautiful,” Rick stuttered, and he still felt Kitty standing behind him, both her arms protectively around him.

“You can barely see me!” laughed Darkness, amused by his response.

“Still, you look... perfect!” Rick wondered, his eyes hopelessly lost etching out all the wonderful angles of her lovely curves.

“Mortals are so simple. I have been locked away for so long, I have forgotten what it is like to be so... enticing!” Darkness told him, her voice rising in her excitement.

“Well, you're definitely that,” Rick marveled, unable to pry his eyes off her.

Feeling Kitty suddenly tugging on him from behind broke Rick from his trance then, and he turned and looked over at his feline companion, who stared up at him with a worried expression on her oval face.

“Don't worry, Kitty. She's going to show us where Jizzy is now. We'll be out of all this soon enough,” Rick assured her. Then, suddenly thinking of something, he turned his eyes back to the shadows. “So, what is happening now?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, now that I have let all your... kin loose, what is happening in the city above? In the world above?” Rick asked.

“Night is setting for the first time in hundreds of years over the kull, and with it, panic...  and chaos. It is exactly the veil you need, I think, to sneak in and retrieve your djinn from under their noses and then escape, Rick,” Darkness cleverly explained.

“You... You actually want me to succeed in this, don't you? You want me to rescue Jizzy?” Rick asked, having guessed this now for some time.

“If it serves to make the kull suffer and more fearful, which it will, then yes, of course. They would have never been able to overcome the djinn without our support. Their betrayal of my kin is not going to be lightly overlooked or go unpunished. They have made their bed, now they shall lie in it,” Darkness coldly told him.

“Very well, show me to where they are keeping her then. I am ready,” Rick told her.

“Follow me.”

His eyes groping the subtle curves of Darkness' female anatomy a final time before turning away, Rick couldn't help but have the foreboding feeling that letting the demon loose would somehow spelled his ultimate demise. The problem was, like a moth to the flame, he now found himself innately wanting to be closer to Darkness, not the opposite. Swallowing hard, Rick mastered himself, ignored his pulsating erection, and he privately felt that he needed to rescue Jizzy more now, than he ever did before.

“There is the entrance to the dungeon where Jizabel is being held,” Darkness announced from the shadows behind both Rick and Kitty.

After returning to the sewers and curiously traveling only a short distance, the trio arrived at a corridor which abruptly dead-ended. Different from other tunnels in the sewers, this particular passageway broke off from the regular sewer system and was curiously absent the filth that was present pretty much everywhere else in the reeking underground labyrinth. At the end of the tunnel up ahead, Rick eyes set on an iron ladder leading up to a hatchway directly overhead, which was hewed out of the stone ceiling.

With Kitty by his side warily glancing over her shoulder at Darkness, Rick stopped and stared up at the hatchway. In his pants, Rick could still feel his prick was hard as a rock, and it hammered away and ached almost constantly, eager to ejaculate his wellspring of cum. Not only that, but Rick had been fighting off increasing lustful thoughts regarding Darkness ever since he had freed her. While at first, he felt his eyes impulsively always wanting to look in her direction and carve out the beautiful curves of her female form in his mind, now that he had spent more time with her, he found himself not only wanting to look at her, but he was now always thinking of drilling her with his stiff dick. What started as just lustful wonder at her beautiful body, was now like an addiction inside him that he felt he impulsively had to satisfy at all costs.

Ever since they had left the ruined temple, Rick had been literally fighting with himself minute by minute just to keep mastery of his own faculties and keep his thoughts firmly focused on the task at hand. There was no more joking around, no more lightheartedness, there was just this impulsive, overwhelming lust inside, like a tsunami threatening each second to sweep him away. In the far corner of his mind though, Rick still had an itching feeling that he just couldn't trust Darkness. The problem was, these other more powerful salacious thoughts were now almost completely dominating him and clouding his mind from thinking of anything other than exploring every millimeter of Darkness' womb with his pulsating phallus.

Focusing himself for a moment and mastering his mind, Rick turned, made sure not to look directly to his rear, but only allowed his eyes to wander back at Darkness' alluring silhouette a dozen feet behind in the shadows.

“Wait! I don't even know where we are?” Rick rattled off. “Dungeon?”

“This is the ancient djinn city of Al-Quad, which is now the capitol of Begzade Manza-zar, a subject of Sultan Kull. Above us is Manza-zar's palace, and below it, is the dungeon where Jizabel is being held. We are right under it,” Darkness plainly explained.

“How do you know she is there?” Rick asked, his eyes locked on the delicate curve of her full breasts in the half-light.

“I heard her being tortured from here,” Darkness plainly answered.

“From here? Have you not been inside...?”

“No, as I told you before, the kull make sure every hallway, room, and corner of their residences are lit. While before that was a limitation my kin and I had while imprisoned, it is no longer a direct impediment,” Darkness explained somewhat vaguely, as she was prone to do.

“So can you go check now?” Rick asked, his eyes falling to her thick thighs and groping them up and down.

“I can show myself in the light now, but being a creature of darkness, it will immediately warrant... unwanted attention,” Darkness ominously explained.

“What do you mean?”

“Just as I am a creature of the dark, Rick, so too are their creatures of light,” Darkness simply answered.

“Angels?”

“I prefer slaves, but, yes. If I were to show myself on their ground, in the light, I would be... exposed, you might say, and easy to... confront. It is better for me to stick to where I belong,” Darkness told him.

Somehow finding the will to direct his eyes away from her intoxicating body, Rick shook his head, stared up at the hatchway overhead, and then exhaled long and deep. Whatever strange power the demon had, he could feel it starting to gradually overcome his own reason. He was having an increasingly difficult time concentrating on anything anymore, and in all honesty, he was looking forward to her departing, or at least, that is what he told himself. As he stared up at the hatch overhead though, a curious thought then occurred to him.

“Why on Earth would they make an entrance down into the sewers from the palace? Seems awful convenient,” Rick asked, cocking a skeptical eyebrow.

“When the palace was first constructed thousands of years ago by the djinn, they had not yet fully mastered their arcane arts. In times of war, their leader needed a way to escape the palace unnoticed in order to evade capture. This was built so that the leader could leave the palace any time and without anyone knowing. It is so old, I would bet Manza-zar and the kull don't even know it exists,” Darkness guessed.

“So there is a way out of the entire city from the sewers then?” Rick asked, not exactly wanting to enter the city proper again if he didn't have to during their escape.

“Yes... here,” Darkness answered.

Darkness then held out her clawed hand, and Rick saw what looked like a tiny bipedal humanoid, maybe two inches tall and made completely of flames suddenly appear in the palm of her shadowy hand. While the tiny creature glowed in the dark, it was without any other distinguishing features.

“Once Rick returns, you will lead him safely through the sewers and out of the city. Is that understood?” Darkness commanded the flaming servant.

In response to her instructions, the tiny humanoid bowed, and then it leapt off her shadowy palm and landed on the stone ledge nearby.

“Oh, that's... that's pretty cool, but... I don't think it will be necessary. I can just have Jizzy wish us to safety once she's rescued,” Rick reasoned with a smile, staring at the curious little creature of flame waiting patiently on the ledge.

“If you do, then my servant will not be necessary. If not, you can thank me later. As for the portal overhead, I have already unlocked the portal from the other side, and the doorway entering that room overhead has also already been unlocked. In all, I believe I have now fulfilled my part of the bargain, Rick,” Darkness told him, taking an eager step forward.

“Well, right, if Jizzy is indeed above us?” Rick answered, licking his lips and reaching down and adjusting his stiff dick in his jeans.

“She is,” Darkness immediately assured him, and then she cleverly pressed her case. “I ask that you now release me from further obligations towards you. I have fulfilled my side of the bargain.”

“Not... Not quite yet,” Rick hesitantly countered.

“Very well,” Darkness curiously conceded without further argument.

“We... We made a deal,” Rick stuttered, suddenly wondering why she conceded so quickly but feeling the curious need to explain himself nonetheless. “I... I told you that I would release you when I felt my friends and I were safe. I don't feel that quite yet. Plus, I... I'm not one-hundred percent sure that Jizzy is even above us.”

Though Rick made this argument, he felt his penis posing a different argument altogether that he didn't give voice to.

“She is there,” Darkness assured him.

“You heard her before. It doesn't mean she is there now,” Rick quickly countered, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Curiously, Darkness did not argue and just grew silent and waited. As Rick stared at the alluring silhouette of the demon, he could still feel his dick longingly kick in his jeans, and it almost felt like his penis was threatening to just punch right through the fabric of the denim and literally break out into the open. Increasingly, he felt like his dick was a heat-seeking missile and Darkness was a blazing sun he couldn't avoid anymore even if he had wanted to.

“Very well, Rick,” Darkness finally said after a few uncomfortable minutes of silence. “Then, until you need me for... anything, I shall part from you. I have certain... debts to collect that are long overdue and require my direct attention.”

“All... All right,” Rick agreed, nodding his head, but feeling the cauldron deep down in his pelvis fluttering like mad at the idea that they'd suddenly be separated. “Thank... Thank you for your... help, Darkness.”

“Good luck in rescuing your djinn. If you require anything from me, simply call my name aloud, and I will come. But be warned, if you should do so in a fully lighted space, you are risking not only your own life but mine as well,” Darkness carefully instructed.

“Thanks,” Rick concluded, and he literally had to muster up a reserve of will deep inside himself to even turn away from her and stop gawking at her heavenly body.

The moment he swung away from her though, Rick had something deep down inside himself reach out and seize him. It was like a feral panic, like a hunger inside that had never been satiated and only Darkness could give it satisfaction. The thought of her leaving him, even if it was for only a temporary period of time, only for a few moments, was immediately unbearable to him, and he suddenly began to quake, his longing was so deep for her. He felt the very immediate need to unleash his passion now, to unload his full store of semen inside of the demon. He had to have her! In that instant, something else inside him, the same thing he had been holding in check since he had first freed the demon, conceded and decided he was going to possess her right then and there. Handing his shotgun over to Kitty, Rick then called out in a firm voice.

“Stop!”

As Darkness had been walking away from them down the corridor, she stopped and turned back around, her flaming irises glancing back over her winged shoulders.

“Is there something else?” Darkness asked, and her seductive voice was spiked with curiosity.

“Kitty, I'm going to be a minute, just wait here,” Rick anxiously instructed, and he turned his headset light off and put it on the stone shelf.

Aside from the tiny blazing servant and Darkness' fiery eyes, the corridor was now completely void of light. His penis having been hard for the better part of an hour and the butterflies deep in his groin having increased their hive-like swarming the longer he had been in the presence of the alluring demon, Rick finally surrendered to his baser instincts. Spinning on his heel then, Rick approached the two raging irises in the dark, and he could tell Darkness was over a head taller than him as he approached her.

Every step closer to the salacious fiend, Rick suddenly felt his desires ratchet up to even more pronounced levels. His mind was completely overrun with images of him slipping his firm cock inside her and fucking her like wild animal. These were not the softcore versions of gentle sex, this was not lovemaking, but he saw himself manhandling her and striking her as he savagely brutalized her with his manhood. Especially the last couple feet to her, Rick felt almost as if he was losing complete control of all his faculties to reason and think. His heart-rate suddenly shot up, he began to sweat and violently tremble, and his mouth was flush with a constant stream of saliva. Standing before the irresistible demon, Rick was unable to say anything at all as he felt his body impulsively driving him to savagely dominate her.

“What is it?” Darkness' teasing voice asked.

Rick though, felt like he wasn't completely himself anymore, and it took all the willpower he could still muster to fight off the primal urges he felt surging through his trembling body every second.

“What is it, Rick?” Darkness repeated, her voice giving the indication that she definitely knew what he wanted.

Standing before her, only perhaps a foot or two away, Rick could feel, even standing where he was, the radiant heat coming from her hot flesh. As he felt her body's heat against his own skin, his flesh reacted, and he felt waves of pleasant goosebumps flush over his skin, almost as if she were breathing over his naked body.

“Do you want me, Rick?”

His body in full tremor and just being held in check by the last linchpin of sanity that remained within him, Rick unconsciously licked his lips, and every fiber of his body wanted to shout out yes, but he somehow still barely managed to fight back these baser urges and just stood there helplessly trembling.