Astraifort Estate

<center><img src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16000000/Haunted-House-halloween-16050692-500-313.jpg"> <p style="font-size: 50%"> Mansion Picture credit to fanpop.com</p> </center> <h1 style="text-align: right;">Astraifort</h1> <h1 style="text-align: right;">Estate</h1> <h4 style="text-align: right;">by Whitepython</h4> You ignore the series of <b>"No Treaspassing"</b> signs placed along the old iron fence as you make your way to the main building. You walk through the tall grass and undergrowth that surrounds the old and rotting mansion. You stand before the main entrance. These are two wooden gates that are nailed down. Forcing them open would take you several days and the need to employ power tools which you don’t have the time nor the means to operate. After a moment of exploring for alternative entrances, you find yourself before two options: First option is to go to the right, towards a window that wasn’t nailed down like it should have been. It seems to be the most direct access to the mansion. On the far left side of the mansion, there is a small window at ground level which also seems like an option to break in. However, it is more of a ventilation window for the basement. It would be a tight fit and it would be the largest route into the center of the mansion. But hey, at least this gives you more options. <b>From this point and on, you realize it is quite important to give all of your decisions a deep thought prior to act. This is a high risk mission. If something terrible happens, you will be on your own. Everything you decide will carry consequences. Most of them might be irreversible. </b> <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li> [[Break directly into the mansion through the window on the right->go right]]. </li> <li><p class="unaval">Squeeze into the Basement through the small window on the left.</p> </li> </ul>

(set: $anhk to "0") You reach an ample bedroom. At first, you deduce this was used back in the days to accomodate a guest. However, the scarce faded out decoration doesnt look proper for a guest. This feels more like a room to accomodate house workers. The scanty bedroom furniture left behind is rotten and old: broken painting frames are piled on the right and there’s a ruinned two seat couch on the left. Right infront of you there is an exit which leads to a hallway. You can see this because there is no bedroom door. Next to the window you used to get into the building, <b>there is a dressing table that is destroyed and rotten beyond repair.</b> It wouldn't even be useful as fuel for a furnace because the wood is wet. Rain has contributed to the destruction of this place. While your gut instinct tells you to check the table, your logic mind disagrees. The faster you move, the faster you will return to the extraction point. The dangers to find poisonous creatures that could have turned the wooden furniture into their home also deters you from investigating. <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li> [[Take a risk with the dressing table ->investigate the wardrobe]] </li> <li>[[Hit the road and do what you came here to do ->hallway]]</li> </ul>

Ignoring your logic mind, you decide to share a bit of your scarce time with the collapsed drawers on the dressing table. you step towards it with care so you dont step over a shard of broken glass You struggle to inspect the wooden furniture. The drawers have finished to break down for good thanks to your interaction as you pushed them open. At least, the furniture gave you an interesting item: You find a small silver amulet which looks like an Anhk cross. This item belongs to the times of ancient civilizations with pyramids and temples in the desert sands. You decide to tuck it in one of your breast pockets to keep it at hand and reserved for the innermost sections of the mansion. <b>YOU OBTAINED A SILVER ANHK CROSS</b> (set: $anhk to "1") [[Resume with your mission and go to the Hallway ->hallway]]

As you walk along the hallway, you appear to be in some kind of wing with several small bedrooms. These must be the rest of the bedrooms for the house servants. You decide to ignore the array of doors and go for the end of the corridor. Your stand before a door that you suspect it might let you reach the depths of the mansion. Your heart beats fast and your muscles tenses. You wonder what kind of demonic atrocity could be waiting for you behind that door. However, when you turn the doorknob, you find out that the door is locked. Maybe homeless people are using this place. Maybe the lack of use has left the doorknob mechanism stuck. Or maybe demons are trying to stop you from going further. You decide to look for a way to break the old doorknob and force your way into the mansion. You explore the other rooms. You hope to scavenge something you could use to force the door open. Your search is uneventful until you come across into a room which looks like some kind of dining room and rest room. perhaps this was once the servant's loungeroom. The windows on this room aren’t nailed down. Instead they are behind iron bars that leads to the courtyard of the house. But that’s not the surprising thing. What has your attention is someone standing before one of the windows. The figure is inspecting the inner yard of the house. Next to the window and the figure, there is a chimney as in bad condition as everything else. But there is a rack with several fireplace tools next to it. You swear there is <b> a rusted poker</b> in the rack. It would be a perfect crowbar to obliterate away the old locking mechanism. The figure hasn’t noticed you yet. You are sure this creature is a demon because of a pair of large horns over his red crimson furred canine self. He is standing on two legs and reach the two meters height. You could <b>sneak behind the demon and finish him with a backstab attack</b> even if it sounds dirty. You could also <b>turn around and flee from the room.</b> Trying another section of the mansion could be a better idea. Or you could <b>demand his attention and face him in a proper battle.</b> <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li> [[Sneak behind and stab him ->stealthwolf]] </li> <li> [[Turn around and flee ->fleewolf]] </li> <li> [[Demand his attention ->attention]] </li> </ul>

A surprise attack would ensure a great victory over your enemy. That’s the most logic thing to do. You approach your target in silence as you pull out of your clothes one of your silver combat daggers. You hope one is enough to burn away the demonic soul of your target. Or at least leaves him weak enough for you to finish him off. You prepare to land the fatal and silent slash. When you are a meter away from the canine, you squeeze your dagger by the hilt and you attack the demon right on the lower back However, when your arm stretches, there is nobody there. Out of sudden, you can feel a powerful hand gripping your stretched arm. A rough and tight squeeze along with a painful arm twist forces you to drop your weapon. Before you, two red glowing eyes over a dark crimson furred canine face appears. A black flared nose and peeled yellow fangs reveal that the demonic hellhound isn’t happy with your presence. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“Attacking me from behind?”</b> The demonic canine complains. <b class="says"> “You mortals have no honor at all. Yet you hunt my kind without mercy for considering us vile.”</b></p> You are about to insult your enemy when the hellhound uses his free hand to hold your neck with a super natural strength as he tugs on your arm. You release a cry of pain and the demon chuckles. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“You have invaded my territory and you try to kill me without honor. I should shred you to pieces and feed you to my hounds. But that would be too easy on you.”</b></p> Out of sudden, the demon releases your arm, but he squeezes your neck and presses you against the nearest wall. He keeps a punishing grip around your neck with his huge and strong hand. He displays his yellow fangs as he snarls and drools. Without warning, his jaws open wide before he lands a harsh bite on your left shoulder. The bite feels like having a burning coal pressed over your shoulder for a couple of seconds before the demonic hound releases you. The pain it caused has also left you in less than a second. You roll on the ground and inspect your wound. There is no wound. There are bite marks painted on your shoulder and arm which tingle for a moment. You look up at the demon as he licks his chops in pleasure. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“I just shredded one half of your soul. It was delicious.” </b></p> You squeeze your shoulder even if there’s no sensation coming from it as you wonder what the hellhound is up to. But it doesn’t looks good. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“From now on you will have to live off of demonic energies to keep your soul balanced. You will have to invoke and worship demons for the rest of your life. They will use you as they see fit in return fo their services. You will stop hunting my kin and do their bidding unless you wish for a premature death. If you ever return here, I will send my hounds to devour the remaining half of your soul. you'll become an undead for eternity. Now, be gone foul mortal!”</b></p> The hellhound lord picks you by the beck and drags you back to the servant’s bedroom with the half open window. He tosses you as rough as his demonic energies can. You fly through the window where you came from. You land on the frontyard of the mansion and roll over the tall and dry grass. You eventually stand up and leave, wounded spiritually for the rest of your days. <h4 class="choose">THE END:</h4> <b>Ending #03:</b> <u>You were cursed by the hellhound lord.</u> //''NOTE:''// Don't give up and try again!. <ul> <li> [[Go Back to the servant lounge->go right]] </li> <li>[[Start over again ->Mansion Door]] </li> </ul>

While you carry holy weapons and protective charms with you, your enemy is too far away. Maybe you could return to the other entrance and try for a more silent approach. In the moment you turn around, a large beast pounces you down. You scream in terror when you see the sharp fangs of a feral hellhound threatening you.The heavy creature stands over your chest and drools over your neck. A mocking chuckle can be heard behind the snarling of the beast. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“We have an unexpected guest tonight.” </b></p> It’s more than obvious that the canine at the window had this setup. You fear for your life as the demonic dog keeps you at the mercy of his master. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“This house was offered to the prince lord of all demons for the demon kin. We will refuse to leave and we will dispatch all the intruders.” </b></p> You turn your head to the left. Before you a large pair of plantigrade canine foot paws with dark red fur appears. When you look up, you can see two deep red eyes glaring down at you as a strong furred body towers above you. You attempt to sneak your hand into your pockets to get your dagger out but the feral hound snarls at once. In your current situation, you can only beg for mercy from the demon. You promise to leave this mansion for good if he grants you forgiveness. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“You are going to beg now? Pathetic.” </b> The Hellhound lord snarled some before walking back from where you are. <b class="says"> “If you are going to beg, you might as well beg to me like a dog!” </b></p> The hellhound over you out of sudden stretches his legs and lays on top of you. Worry and anxiety fills you as the demonic dog remains in place. However, his body feels lighter and lighter while at the same time, some warmth tingle runs along your body until curiosity gets the best of you You notice that the dog has turned into some kind of living disguise that is sliding into your body! You try to crawl away which manages to get you a few meters away from the hellhound lord. The empty hellhound suit remains attached to you. The lower paws have merged with your plantigrade feet paws. Your feet have shifted into feral like digitigrade paws. The rest of the skin feels so warm and tight around your body. The smooth skin of the suit is caressing every corner and crevice of your body. It aches hungrily to become one with you. A soft dog-like whine escapes your throat as you try to run away in your four legs. The soft sensation takes your chest when you realize that all of your clothing is gone. The last thing you see is the head of the feral hellhound over your left shoulder before it engulfs your face. Darkness surrounds you. You feel like you are floating in an isolation chamber. Nothingness and a warmth silence surrounds you for several seconds until you return to your senses. It’s so hard to think about anything but being a good boy and obey your master. You have memories of something you were supposed to do. But being a good dog is so much more important. More important than whatever you wanted to do. *************** Your plan backfired terrible. Or maybe it isn't so bad to be at the feet of master. To lick his toes as he rests. You feel so happy and useful when you guard his property and he praises you for being a good boy. <h4 class="choose">THE END:</h4> <b>Ending #11:</b> <u>You became a hellhound pet for the Hellhound lord..</u> Don’t give up and try again! <ul> <li> [[Go Back to the Servant lounge->go right]] </li> <li>[[Start over again ->Mansion Door]] </li> </ul>

While you’d love to kill this demon quick and fast, you decide it’s too risky to approach him and get caught off guard. Neither you can turn around and flee. You can’t run away from all the enemies you encounter. You make a witty comment to the demon which makes the anthropomorphic canie to turn around. Red eyes and a dark nose with yellow fangs welcomes you. Your demon hunting experience tells you that you are before a hellhound. <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “Another mortal? As of late, you all are growing curious of what dwells here. Which means more fun for my hounds and for me.” </b> </p> You aren’t surprised to hear that. What else could you expect from a demon? <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “We will make this fast, mortal. You don’t need to know my name. I dont care who you are. I command legions of hellhounds ready to serve the demon kin. You either both defeat me and my legions or I defeat you and use you one way or another to strengthen my pack.” </b> </p> Your attention shifts to your surroundings. Several packs of feral hellhounds rushes from the door you came through. Feral canines with strong bodies and four long legs arrives to the scene. They doesn’t attack you. Instead, they sit down on their haunches around you and their lord to observe the incoming battle. With this, any attempt to escape is blocked. The hellhound lord shows off his fangs. It is more than clear that he’s ready. In turn, you unsheathe from your clothes both silver daggers you brought to defend yourself. The hellhound lord snarls when he identifies the holiness coming from the blades. You wave the blade on your right hand to invite your enemy to make the first move. The canine looks to be more than happy to oblige. The two meters tall tower of muscle and fur rushes at full speed to pounce you down into your defeat. Your mind gives you two routes. <b> You can either jump to the left in the last second and cause a deep wound on his side.</b> Or <b>you can duck down and wound his tummy with a thrust up when your timing is right.</b> <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li>[[Go for his sides ->sides]] </li> <li> [[Go for his belly ->defeated by hellhound]] </li> </ul>

You jump to the side just in time with your blade drawn out. The demon moves faster than what you thought, but your blade manages to leave your fingers and sink into his left side. When you turn around, you notice the hellhound lord is on the ground. He releases a loud cry in pain. He touches the handle of the dagger before releasing it as if he were touching boiling water. He squirms on the floor. The demonic canine is suffering the consequences of having a holy item stuck in his unholy self. You can’t help it but feel satisfaction on your victory. The dogs around you snarls in anger. They become impatient to see their master in trouble. You approach the Lord Hellhound with your right blade in hand. You are ready to finish him off and cleanse this place. However, a two headed feral dog jumps between you and the anthro hound. The beast lowers his two heads as both of them snarls at you. Four eyes and two sharp fanged muzzles ready to take you down and avenge the wounds on his master. This enraged creature must be the head of the pack. You deduce that without their lord and without their alpha, the rest of the hounds will return to the demonic plane. Loaded in confidence by your last victory, you call the feral dog from hell to make his move. There’s not much time to react. The creature charges against you right away. Instead of jumping to pounce you down. It runs in a line. He aims to attack your belly instead of your face. The only thing you can do is to bring your right arm to shield yourself from those fangs. Both heads latches onto your forearm. Fortunately for you, the sleeves of your trench coat are thick enough to protect you from the sharp fangs. Your other arm remains free. You release a full attack on the demon with your remaining blade until it gets stuck in the feral hellhound. The demonic dog is too enraged to bend down under the burning power of your holy item unlike his master. You can’t reach into the depths of your vest to retrieve anything else to increase the effect of your attack. The heavy dog is pressing your chest with his weight. <br> { (if: $anhk is '1')[ <b>You remember the silver anhk you found at the servant's bedroom. Using it here means losing it to be used ahead in the mansion. But are in danger...</b> <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li> [[Use the Charm->usecross]] </li> <li> [[Save the Anhk for later. Punch your blade deep into the demon ->defeatalphahound]] </li> </ul> ](else:)[ <b>Only if you had anything extra on hand that could cause major holy damage on the feral demon…</b> <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li> <p class="unaval"> Use the Charm </p> </li> <li> [[Punch the handle of the blade deeper into the demon ->defeatalphahound]] </li> </ul> ]}

You decide to duck down and emerge with the sharp blades in the right moment. This looks like the perfect and fast solution in your mind. You have practiced it in the past and it should get you out of this mess fast. To your dismay, this didn’t worked. The hellhound moved way faster than what you expected. He didn’t pounced you like he projected. He jumped over you and evaded your attack. You look around in confusion for your enemy. The next thing you feel is one of his large foot paws landing a harsh kick on your side. He sends you flying into the back of the room. Clanking metal fills the large room as you lose both of your blades. You try to recover from the blow. You turn around to see the demonic hound approaching you with a cocky grin of satisfaction. He lowers his right hand to grip you once he is close enough. You try to crawl away. But in a second, you are wrapped by those strong and furred arms and pinned tight against that furred chest. One of his arms has wrapped around your neck. The other one has wrapped around your waist. He squeezes you tight for a moment. You try to kick the demon back. However, he doesn’t react because you can’t cause holy damage this way. He squeezes you to demonstrate his victory over you. He allows you to squirm into exhaustion before releasing his arm around your waist. The next thing you can feel are his sharp claws moving along your clothed body. Sounds of clothes being ripped off follow that sensation. You refuse to move in fear of being wounded by the sharp claws. Once the sharp claws stops, you find yourself naked in the arms of the hellhound. The demonic dog presses you against the nearest wall, making you rest your back against the wall. You look into his eyes. They reflects the excitement and arousal brought by the heat of the battle. The only one there to receive those energies is you. The feral dogs around him howls as they sense the energies of their master rising up in the air. You try to squirm free from the demon. But he uses one of his hands to hold both of your hands by the wrist and force them above your head. His other hand goes to his muzzle where he sucks on his thumb for a couple of seconds. He presents a fat and slobbered thumb devoid of claw before you. After that, the finger disappears. You wonder what he is planning to do with you when you feel out of sudden something slipping under your tail. You moan at the sensation of the fat digit prodding your innermost self. The demon paints an evil grin on his broad canine snout as he looks down at you. He squeezes your wrist and pulls your arms up to remind you who’s in charge. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“You came all the way here just to get a sample of my hellhound dick…”</b></p> You would protest if it wasn’t because of that demonic thumb was massaging your prostate. Once that digit has left you relaxed and in need for further pleasure, it makes its departure. Leaving you empty. That was the moment that something warmer and thicker than the thumb makes its way into your hole. You have no doubts that it is the dick of the demon. The warmth of that cock can be felt buried deep inside of you. The horny demonic beast thrusts into your hole with an increasing pace. At first this feels somewhat uncomfortable, but the demonic dick spreads you in a pleasurable fashion as it thickens and flares up. But that’s not all… The warmth that the demon’s dick exhales begins to fill your groin and envelopes the rest of you. His warmth becomes so pleasurable. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“…And you will leave addicted to hellhound dick forever…” </b></p> All you can do is to nod in agreement with your new master. He rewards you by using his free hand to stroke your maleness. You realize that giving into this soothing warmth is a must when you feel his bulbous knot threatening to slip into your tail hole. You squeeze your eyes tight as you realize that the demon will fill you with his demonic seed and make sure no drop is wasted. His body feels as hot as standing close to a bonfire. You desire his warmth with the utmost urgency. You whine in need for your master to fill you. A loud mating howl fills the Estate as something warm fills your belly. After a couple of seconds, your orgasm follows suit. You leave a sticky mess on the hellhound’s hand. You open your eyes once the assault is over. You can see the demon grinning down at you as he keeps you sandwiched in between his strong furred body and the wall. You feel so tired after the mess. The warmth that is spreading from your belly and envelops the rest of you lulls you into sleeping. ********************************* You wake up next morning at the Iron fence gates surrounding the property as naked as your master left you. It takes you a lot of effort to return to the city by your own given that you were kicked out of the estate naked. You show up back at home. You debate for several nights to return to the estate for another round of hellhound dick. For your good luck, your master shows up at your home. He keeps your newfound addiction to demon dick satisficed. You renounce demon hunting several weeks later to become a fulltime demon slut. Eventually his dick alone isn’t enough to keep your lust for hellhound cocks satisfied. Master brings his packs of hellhounds often for group fun. You learn to please your master and whoever he brings for the rest of your days. <h4 class="choose">THE END:</h4> <b>Ending #15:</b> <u> You became addicted to hellhound cock.</u> Don’t give up and try again! <ul> <li> [[Go Back to the servant lounge->go right]] </li> <li>[[Start over again ->Mansion Door]] </li> </ul>

<h1>ASTRAIFORT </h1> <h1> ESTATE</h1> <h4> (beta 0.3 a.k.a. Hellhound version) </h4> <h4> Oct 7th, 2017 </h4> <center>Astraifort Estate by Whitepython Please leave feedback at: <a href="http://www.furaffinity.net/user/wpython/">Furaffinity</a> <a href="https://wpython.sofurry.com/">SoFurry</a></center> <p style="color:#cc1122">THIS IS AN ADULT WORK OF FICTION IN BETWEEN MALE CHARACTERS. IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE OR IF SEXUAL ACTION OF THIS KIND OF NATURE IS NOT YOUR THING, PLEASE LEAVE AT ONCE.</p> <p style="color:#cc1122">NOTE: THIS GAME IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION. IMAGES, NAMES, SCENES, DESCRIPTIONS, EVENTS AND SETTINGS AMONG OTHER TIHINGS COULD BE EDITED, CHANGED OR REMOVED ENTIRELY WITHOUT WARNING. NOTHING IS TO BE CONSIDERED FINAL OR CANNON UNTIL THE FINAL VERSION RELEASE (v1.0 or above). </p> <p style="color:#cc1122"> PLEASE LEAVE HARSH FEEDBACK WHETHER YOU LIKED THIS GAME OR NOT. SHARE WITH YOUR FRIENDS SO THEY TOO CAN LEAVE THEIR HARSH FEEDBACK TOO KPLZTNX</p> <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li> [[I DECLARE TO BE OVER 18 AND WILLING TO CONTINUE ->BG Story]] </li> <li> <A HREF="https://www.sofurry.com/view/1149659"> SHOW ME SOMETHING SFW TO READ INSTEAD! </A> </li> </ul>

You prepare to ram the stuck blade into the demon's body with the hopes to escape When you do that, he releases one head from your forearm to snaps around your fisted hand and bite down hard. You try to pry your hand free. However, doing so is impossible. The sharp fangs of the feral hound are locked against both of your arms. While there’s no blood, this isn’t the most pleasurable experience either. The heavy dog remains over you. Your arms grow tired of being in such uncomfortable position. You turn your head around, looking for another way to pry yourself free from those maws. You don't find anything that could help. You do find that the rest of the hounds are reunited around the wounded hellhound Lord. One of them uses his jaws to try to pull the dagger out of him. But it is only a matter of seconds before he releases the Holy blade and runs back in visible pain. He tries to recover from the immense damage that the sacred weapon afflicted on him. But as soon as he falls back, another of those feral beasts jumps in place to continue with the task. You know that if the dagger leaves the demon's body, things will be awful for you. You kick around, trying to hit the beast with your knee, but it doesn't affects the burly dog. With both of yours arms stuck in the demon's jaws, there's nothing much you can do to help yourself. When you next look at the hellhound lord, you can see him sitting on the floor as the feral dogs are licking the wound you left behind. He glares at you in confusion and amazement. You know this means bad news for you The hellhound Lord approaches you holding his side. He remains wounded even if his hounds have done their best in patching him up. <p class="says"> <b class="says"> "I was unable to defeat you but my good boy here could. You belong to him now. You are his hunting trophy" </b> </p> The hellhound Lord releases a whistle that is followed by a happy bark from a distance. The two headed hellhound releases your arms but remains pinning you under his weight to make sure you don't escape. From the shadows, a dark vortex opens. You don’t know what is it but you have a bad feeling about it. The two headed hound moves off of you. Your first reaction is to run away, but the hellhound lord fetches you by the neck and throws you into the dark portal. You try to fight against this, but the lord of the hellhounds has a strong arm and a perfect aim. A strange tingle runs along your body as you are enveloped in darkness. ****** You are laying on the ground of some forest in the middle of the night. There is a small moon that is having a hard time providing illumination. All of the trees are dry and devoid of leaves. You also find that you lost all of your clothes when you traveled through the vortex. When you try to make sense of your surroundings, you hear a howl in the distance. You don’t like it. You look around the strange forest for its source. Out of nowhere, the two headed dog appears and pounces you down. You struggle once again under him. Sharp jaws are absent now. This time you can feel something warm pressed under your tail. You turn around to see just in time both of those heads lolling their tongue out as the demonic hound tries to find your rear entrance with his floppy shaft. You try to push him away, but he’s too strong, heavy, and horny to give in. You turn around in time to see a regular hound ready to pounce your face with his crotch. You use your hands to shove the demonic creature away. He rolls away after being pushed, but he returns to his paws. That’s when you see several more of those regular hounds gathering up. In that moment, something hot slides under your tail. You groan as it goes inside without too much consideration. Thanks to its natural lubrication it doesn’t feel as uncomfortable. You once again turn your head back to see the two headed dog arching his back to take full advantage of you with his thick cock. Your body begins to feel warm as the demon picks up a pleasuring rhythm. The feral demon wastes no time to give you a good ride. You can almost tell this creature has been pent up for a long time. What if all of the hounds surrounding you are also pent up? You don’t have much time to imagine the sexual background of these demons when another one tries to take your face with his already dripping cock. Since you were distracted with the alpha hound. This time the face humping is a success. A strong and warm flavor fills your maw as that demonic rocket fills your muzzle without mercy just like the alpha is taking your tail. The idea of biting that cock escapes your mind out of the fear of having the whole pack shredding you to pieces. With the heavy dog over you, escape is an unrealistic scenario. You can’t see anything because of the two hounds assaulting you. However, the steps of the rest of the dogs running near you gives you a hint of what is happening in your surroundings. They are waiting for their turn once their alpha is done taking first dibs on you. The tight knot of the feral alpha beast behind you feels anxious to make its entrance into your hole and claim you as his trophy like the lord hellhound labeled you. You dig your fingers on the soft forest floor and release a muffled sound of pleasure as the once uncomfortable experience becomes a lustful one. You realize that you are nothing but the pack’s bitch. A loud double howl comes from behind you accompanied by the sensation of a warm liquid filling up your bowels. The heavy dog collapses over you as his knot seals his release deep inside of you. Your maw is too stuffed with the cock from the other demon to complain about the heavy weight over you. Maybe it was the excitement in the air, but the dog taking your face rams his knot into your maw before following his alpha into the zenith of pleasure. A thick liquid that feels as warm as a tea fills your maw with a bitter flavor. The regular hellhound pulls back from your face and dissapears. With his disappearance, you can see countless other dogs rushing to get their turn next. Your vision becomes blocked by another feral hound crotch as the process begins once again. The alpha hound pulls out of you after several moments. You can feel a drip of the hot liquid escaping your tail followed by a few seconds of peace. The next thing you can feel is another hound taking sloppy seconds after his alpha. Under these massive attention, you can’t help it but pass out under the orgy of bestial pounding. * * * Your life has been the same tale after that night. You run every single night away from the frightening howling of the pack of hounds. Some nights you manage to hide long enough until they get tired and give up. Most nights they track you down and ravage your ass and face with their feral dicks. Sometimes you find pockets of fruit and water in the forest, but by some reason the semen of the demonic beasts is the most nourishing item available to you. Forever escaping the pack and scavenging what you can becomes your lifestyle for the rest of your days. <h4 class="choose">THE END:</h4> <b>Ending #6:</b> <u> You became the fuck toy of the feral Hellhound Alpha and his pack.</u> //''NOTE:''// Explore again all the corners of the Servant's Quarters prior to face the Hellhounds. <ul> <li> [[Go Back to the servant lounge->go right]] </li> <li>[[Start over again ->Mansion Door]] </li> </ul>

It is pointless to attack the demonic hound with the blade if it not working. You slide your free hand into your breast pocket to take out the holy ankh amulet. With a quick thrust, you shove the silver cross deep into the demon’s left maw. You pull your hand back just in time to see his jaws getting locked on the item. The feral dog swallows the silver item before he spasms and releases your other arm. You crawl away from the two headed demon. You inspect your arm to see your long sleeved trench coat pierced, but your arm looks healthy nonetheless. The last you see of the feral dog is his furred self landing on his belly with both of his maws open. He lays in the center of the room looking like a fancy rug with his four legs spread wide. The body now lays devoid of its demonic soul and structure. All that was left was his thick pelt. The rest of the dogs surrounding you flatten their ears and tuck their tails away. They are demoralized to see their master and their alpha defeated by a mortal. You recover your blade that was stuck in the pelt. You approach the hellhound lord with your blade ready. Now you will burn his demonic soul away and erase his existence for good. <p class="says"> <b class="says">“M…mortal! You have demonstrated already being smarter than me and my pets. What is it that brings you here? Is it power? I can bestow on you so much power if you spare me. I can make this power to be so pleasurable for you. You are going to love every second of my ritual of power. I am ready to make a pact with you if you…”</b> the demon struts. He is in pain as he pleads for his life. <b class="says"> “Put your weapon down and come to receive my gift of power.”</b></p> The wounded hellhound pants on the floor as he keeps his hand pressed against the wound you inflicted. He is so vulnerable right now that finishing him off would be as easy as to finish an imp. On the other hand, power is one of the motivations has had you risking your life in this rotten mansion. Could it really hurt to give into temptation and accept the touch of demonic power? However, demons can’t be trusted. You, a demon hunter must know this better than anyone else. <h4 class="choose">Choose:</h4> <ul> <li>[[Demons are too dangerous to be dealt with. Turn deaf ears to his plea and finish him off ->cleanseservants]] </li> <li>[[Drop your dagger and accept the gift of the hellhound lord ->pactwithpack]]</li> </ul>

The promise of more power gets your attention. You drop your spare dagger. The demon’s pointy ears rise up in the air with the sound of the metal hitting the cold ground. The hellhound lord shoots a forced toothy grin at you before flinching in pain <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “Take off this blade. It’s so painful.” </p></b> You consider the request for a moment. You know that the demon is too wounded to attack you even he wanted to. You squat down and slide the blade free from his side. The demon screams in pain when you pull the holy blade away. He spends a moment trying to recover from the wound. You hold the dagger you recovered. Waiting for the demon to make his next move. The hellhound lord looks pleased with the unfolding of the events. He stretches his large and masculine body over the floor before looking at you. His eyes bore into yours. They are devoid of the rage of some moments ago. This time they are loaded with the warm fires of lust. <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “Come here hunter. I will bestow upon you the greatest blessing of power a demon such as I can bestow upon a mortal. You have defeated me and my strongest minion. You are more than worthy of this power.” </p></b> You are afraid this might be a trap to turn things on the demon’s favor. However, you spot a large hard-on flopping between the canine’s legs. It’s a black cock with a knot that inflates with every passing moment. You are shocked at the size of that demonic tool. You feel a fire burning in your belly as you stand in its presence. You need to touch it. You lay down next to the demon. He wastes no time to cup your muzzle in a deep kiss. You can feel his canine tongue exploring the depths of your own muzzle as he locks you in his lustful embrace. You close your eyes and allow the warmth of the hell dog to take over. When you open your eyes, you find yourself naked and held against the hot and furred body of the demon. He keeps you pressed tight against his broad chest, but he isn’t rough about it. <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “I am so glad you gave into me,” </b> the demon praises you for your decision. You can feel his unnatural warm maleness relaxing over your belly. You only wanted to hear his proposition, but you feel so allured by his touch. You want to go all the way in now. </p> The demonic hound drives his attention away from you for a moment. You still are enjoying the warmth you felt in your maw and belly a moment ago. When he returns his attention, he beings with him the strange pelt left behind by the alpha feral hound. He places it over you. At the beginning you are afraid it might be dirty or slick. However, the skin feels warmth and soft. It’s the softest fur you have ever felt in your entire life. The demon cups your muzzle with both hands and brings you into a deep kiss once again. You can’t help it but wrap your arms around his strong form and allow yourself to be taken into his warm embrace. His tongue explores every corner of your muzzle as he intoxicates you in his masculine flavor and scent. Once the deep kiss is over, his broad tongue lowers to lick and to nibble around your neck. Warm and slobbery tongue shifts with the careful teeth that plays with your neck. His hands also teases your nipples. The demon is an expert to make you shiver and squirm in pleasure. You moan loud in ecstasy as the demon’s lustful ministrations keeps your mind overloaded in pleasure. To think that you were fighting for your life against him and his pet a moment ago sounds like a farfetched lie. You cannot help it but grow hard from the warm touch of the demon’s tongue over your body. The demon lowers his tongue to play with your belly. He leaves a thick layer of his canine slobber along your waist before he goes even lower. His tongue gives your erected meat several licks. this sends electrical waves of pleasure into you as your maleness sprays pre semen. He leaves your dick in a slobbery mess before he goes all the way down to your tail hole. You moan and spread your legs wide as the lord of the demonic hounds rims you with his extra warm, slick and broad canine tongue. You lose track of time as the demon makes sure you enjoy every single second of his tongue exploring and fucking your tail hole. When he pulls his muzzle back, you are already melted in the pleasure over the soft and thick layer of fur cushioning your body. This gives the hellhound lord enough time to shift around and to face you as he lays on top of you. The next sensation that comes is his unusual warm cock sliding inside your hole. You can’t believe how much of a good lover this demon is. His cock feels hotter than his tongue did as it sinks deep inside of you. The lord of the hellhounds plants each of his hands next to your sides. You look up to see his face of demonic pleasure as he slides his fat demonic dick into your hole. The demon goes all the way in. Thanks to the slobbery mess he left under your tail, this feels smooth and nice. His fat knot crashes against your tight entrance. This adds to the pleasure even if it doesn’t slips inside. The demon shoots a toothy grin down at you. He places one of his hands over your hips to keep you aligned with his meat. Something thick feels to be placed in between his hand and your body. This is the moment when you notice why the fur of the two headed dog feels so nice. The skin is attaching to you and changing you into a hellhound But this doesn’t matter at all. Only the demon’s loving touch matters. Only that demonic cock sliding in and outside of your hellhound hole is important. You release a loud sound of pleasure as the demon lord releases his canine instincts. You stretch your legs once again. The demon slides his hands along your legs so he can bring your footpaws over his shoulders. You can see your legs are covered in that soft layer of fur. You have strong canine legs with huge plantigrade feet and canine clawed toes. You are half way into becoming another anthro hellhound just like your lord. The lord of the hellhounds keeps you sedated in pleasure as his knot keeps on threatening to slip into your tail. This makes you scream in pleasure as you anticipate your lord filling you with his demonic seed. You enjoy as he mates you with a firm but tender touch. Next thing you can feel is an intense tingling over both of your shoulders. You notice both of the heads of that feral alpha hound have merged into your shoulders. You feel yourself loaded with all sort of demonic knowledge and power that you never knew it was possible. Your lord makes you forget about all of your worries. He holds your hands and locks his fingers in between yours. You squeeze your lord’s hands tightly with your new hellhound hands to encourage him to knot you and seal this ritual of power. You face your lord with your three pair of eyes as he looks into the eyes of your central head as your pleasure builds up. After an increasing ritual of exchange of pleasure, the hellhound lord howls loud. This seals his pact with his hot and thick seed. Your three heads howls after your lord. You cum with the stimulation of your lord. *** You wake up in the arms of your new mate and master next morning. He helps you to stand up before he takes you for a test run of your newfound powers. As the time goes by, you find yourself more skilled to employ the great power your lord and lover gave you. The power of the shadows helps you fend off those nasty demon hunters and curious mortals. You throw them to the pack of feral beasts you run for your lord with loyalty. This power also helps you to keep and expand the territory you hold for your lover in the mansion. And when you aren’t busy fighting or guarding, you service your hellhound lord with both your tail and your love. He enjoys returning this with his tongue and his cock. <h4 class="choose">THE END:</h4> <b>Ending #23:</b> You joined willingly the pack of the Hellhound Lord as his lover and right hand. //''NOTE:''// Remember there are many endings to be unlocked. <ul> <li>[[Go Back to the servant lounge->go right]] </li> <li>[[Start over again ->Mansion Door]] </li> </ul>

You shake your head to reel your thoughts away from the promise of demonic power. You walk with a firm step and your blade ready towards the Lord of the hounds. You are ready to finish him off for good. The canine demon flattens his ears and releases a whine. He appears wounded that you rejected his proposition. However, he doesn’t gives up to try to save his unholy hide. <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “If you aren’t interested in power, What you want from this place?” </b></p> This time, a good idea takes you over. You propose to the demon to not to burn his demonic soul. Instead, you promise to channel him back into the demonic plane if he tells you everything about this mansion. He must include the mortals who has been visiting as of late and to give you a clue about the location of the source of holy power that you seek. <p class="says"> <b class="says"> “You want that? It’s going to be a great challenge even for someone like you.” </b> </p> <p class="says"><b class="says"> "The holy energy you seek hides somewhere past the large garden. I know this because there is a lot of holy vibrations past that point. They are strong enough to weaken someone like me or my pack. Only the strongest demons in here can stand them. Those demons have been here since the Prince Lord of demons gave this place to demon kin. Getting there won’t be easy. The Prince himself has asked to have anything holy-wise protected from being taken away by mortals or angels. Even if that means to sacrifice our own lives." </b></p> <p class="says"> <b class="says">"That’s all I know mortal. I don’t know what happened to the other mortals. I have seen them in the courtyard. my hounds have also made contact with them in other parts of the house. But the holy energies are still here. This means that those mortals failed what you are attempting.</b> </p> You don’t know if he is lying or not, but at least you know that your dreams arent as farfetched as you once thought. But why are there more anthros trying this? are you the only one with those strange dreams? The only thing you are sure of is that the courtyard is your next stop. You pick up the remains of the feral hellhound alpha and drop them over the lord of the hellhounds. You are ready to keep your promise and return the lord and his pack to the demonic realm and preserve his demonic soul. You draw a triangle around the demon with a special chalk for holy rituals that you produce from your exorcising kit. The hellhound growls and tries to give one last fight. The blade you left stuck on his side makes sure he only wounds himself further. You spare yourself from being too graphic with the details on how you finish off the demonic hellhound once you have caught him inside the holy ground. Only the skulls of both demonic canines and some of their larger bones remains in the place where you had cleansed them off. From the pile of bones, you recover your other blade. You know their bodies are gone, but their souls are back to the demonic plane. The rest of the hellhounds fades into the shadows until you can feel their demonic presence leaving the room. The servant’s quarters turn into what they are supposed to be; a place devoid of any kind of presence, except for your own. You approach the chimney next. You pick up the large iron poker you spotted before the battle began. It is as rusted as it is supposed to be after being 10 years under the elements. <b>YOU OBTAINED THE IRON CHIMNEY POKER</b> You leave the spacey room, not without making a holy gesture of reverence towards the enemies you just defeated. [[Go to the locked door->opendoorcrowbar]]

You slide the chimney poker into the old doorknob as if it were a crowbar and fight with the lock in an attempt to destroy the rotten wood around the metallic lock. After a rough push with all of your energies, the wood cracks and the rusty lock breaks down. But your impromptu crowbar goes down with it. You feel sad. It could have helped you to force other doors up ahead, but at least it fulfilled its purpose before breaking down. You wipe your hand paws clean against your pants as the half open door awaits for you. You stand before the now unlocked door which leads you deeper into the mansion. You can’t help it but wonder who your next enemy is up ahead. you also wonder if you will find other mortals like you and if there is anyone here needing your help. this is getting more complex than a exploration mission. <h4 class="choose">ONTO THE NEXT AREA: </h4> [[Explore the next section of the area -> nextarea]]

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Why does that dream keeps on repeating itself over and over again? The answer will be presented to you tonight. Screeching tires and a roaring motor fills the quiet night as the van that drove you here speeds away as soon as you drop off. In a matter of seconds, the vehicle becomes nothing but a distant red light that disappears in the midnight horizon. You prepared for so long. You've spent so much money and resources to be able to make it here. There is no turning back now. Most anthros would think dreams are something random and without any meaning. <b> You know better.</b> Something inside you tells you that your fate and this mansion are intertwined. This mansion hides a secret that has called you forth in your dreams. As soon as you stand before the iron gates of the perimetral fence, you feel a suble connection to this dark place. You need to find what is calling you forth. In your oneiric visions, you see yourself before some kind of item that glows like the sun under a wooden surface. It has a voice of its own. It cries for your help. In this dream, this light promises you power. Holy power if you rescue it. Everyone wishes for power. At least you do have a desire for holy power. You are a demon hunter from the prestigious clan of <b>The Knights of the Order of the Hallowed Flame.</b> Holy power would mean an easier life for you. Maybe you are being influenced by your job in all of this. But finding out what is calling for you is the only thing in your mind. You need to respond to the ethereal call that is beckoning for your presence. Your demon hunting carreer has provided you with the resources to investigate the background of this mansion. This estate once belonged to a famous demon hunter who vanished several years ago without a trace. While the mansion has been looted more than once, you know whatever is calling you forth must be still there. Since the disappearance of the legendary demon hunter, the mansion has been crawling with demonic activity. You expect to find powerful adversaries, but you also trust in your experience and skills as demon hunter to overcome all the challenges. You are currently armed with two daggers made out of silver that was blessed under a powerful holy ritual to make it an effective demon hunting tool. This holy metal was alloyed with steel to make it stronger. These blades are your standard tools for demon hunting. You are wearing a trench coat to protect yourself and a tactical vest under it to keep your urban explration and exorcizing tools organized. This kind of mission would require at least three full demon hunting clans, with at least 15 to 20 members each. However, you won’t get that many people to come with you to put your nights at ease. At least not without a thick stack of money that you don’t have. You also have to remember that you are in the middle of nowhere. You have travelled many and many kilometers away from home. You have no way to return if something happens. At least not without walking for days. You have arranged everything so the same anthro who dropped you here could pick you up in five hours. This contact of yours isn’t happy to be helping someone else to breaking into private property. He is too paranoid to park near an abandoned building at high hours of the night in the middle of nowhere. He isn't willing to wait for you for too long either. This means that you have to hurry up. If you aren't back by 5:00 AM, you will be left behind. [[Jump over the perimentral fence and get to the other to access the mansion ->Mansion Door]]