Warning: Explicit Content ahead. Only for a couple paragraphs.
"98, 99, 100!" Blitzo shouted before breathing heavily with a raging erection as his behind was redder than usual.
Stolas has insisted on giving him 100 spankings as punishment for getting Harry nearly killed on the Lipton mission. Pringle's wanted 100 lashings. But Stolas argued sexual humiliation would be a better punishment for the Prideful imp than public painful humiliation.
And he was right. Turns out Blitzo liked being spanked by Daddy, who knew?
"There there." Stolas cooed ribbing some soothing cream on Blitzos red cheeks. "All done. With the spankings at least, I have the privilege of taking care of this monster of a cock." The owl said giving Blitzo a couple of strokes making him groan.
"Sorry I had to move up our little rendezvous. I have an engagement this month on the full moon." Stolas said as he continued to stroke and lick his beak.
"When this happens I don't really mind." Blitzo said with a deep groan as Stolas deepthroated him once before pulling off.
"I have to celebrate the Harvest Moon in the Wrath Ring." Stolas said as he licked Blitzos member. "It's done with a charming festival run by the locals. I curse the harvest with the True Harvest Moon and there's all kinds of music and carnival games oh it's such droll time. Stolas gave the tip a light suck which made Blitzo hiss.
"Fuuuuuck." Blitzo said as Stolas started suckling. "Wrath Huh? Moxxie and Millie are from there. I've only been once when I broke up with Verosika and took her credit card for shitty horse riding lessons. "Fuck me!" He said as he came in Stolas' mouth and the owl swallowed his prize.
"Mmm members the size of donkeys and emissions like those of horses." Stolas giggled as he sat up and Blitzo panted in his post nut euphoria.
"I don't usually take Octavia or Harry with me but I think I will this year because Andrealphus I'm also taking as my date." Stolas said. "Which means Vortex will have to come so why don't you all come with me as my honored guests?" Stolas unbuckled his leather gear.
"Sounds like it could be a blast and a half." Blitzo said. He then grabbed the owls wrists with one hand. "But I swear if this is some fuck fest invite-"
"You'll do what to me Blitzy~?" Stolas purred lustily., his Second sight eyes narrowed with his purr. "Tell me, I'm getting so wet for you." The owl traced his wettening cloaca with his middle finger. "Your going to be busy for a while now." He said as he put the middle finger to Blitzos nose and the imp slurped it into his mouth.
Blitzo then pulled the owl forcefully back into bed and made him assume the position.
End of Explicit content*
Moxxie's phone rang.
"What do you want sir?" Moxxie asked. It was 3 am.
"Hey Moxx I was wondering if you guys would want to go to the Wrath Ring for some Harvest bullshit this year Stolas is taking the kids and he also invited us."
"The Harvest Moon Festival? Yee Fucking Haw!" Millie suddenly said as she heard Harvest.
"Well Millie likes the idea." Moxxie said. Then he heard rustling above. "Wait, where are you calling from?" Blitzo fell from their ceiling fan and started purring like a kitten.
"Mhm, of course."
"Momma! Daddy!" Millie said after Blitzo stopped the IMP Van. Vortex unbuckled Harry and set him down on the ground. He was gonna stay with IMP at Millie's family farm. He figures his Uncle Andy and Dad would need the privacy anyways.
"Whose the boy?" Joe asked after Moxxie said hi nervously.
"Lin, Joe, meet Prince Stolas' son Harry." Moxxie introduces the Parrot demon boy.
"A princeling?" Joe said skeptically.
"Hey I may be a little prince but I can still disembowel you without touching you." Harry glared at the older imp.
"I've seen him in action Daddy it's an incredible sight to behold seeing entrails come out through a monster fishes mouth and then explode." Millie said putting a hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Well If Millie approves so do I." Joe said. "Glad to meet ya kiddo." He held out his hand and Harry shook it. Harry's whole body waggled with the older Imps strength. He could hardly feel his arm after.
"Wow." Harry said. "Your strong." He said in admiration.
"Comes from good old fashioned hard work." Joe said as he flexed. "Nothing like hard work to make a strong man son. Speaking of strong men y'all should meet our newest farmhand. Ey! Striker!"
The Familiar Neeeiiiigh of a blazehorse came to Harry's ears as it jumped over a fence with the strangest looking imp Harry had ever seen.
He must be a crossbreed between an imp and a demon. Harry thought.
"Well Howdy. You must be the famous Mildred I've heard so much about. What are you and your husband doing back here in Wrath? Free work drying up in the city?" Striker asked as he shook Millie's hand.
"Oh no Freelance isn't free it's...fine." Millie insisted. This is our benefactors son. He's our new and first Intern." Millie put a hand on Harry's shoulder as she introudced him to the older imp. "He's a little killer yes he is." She said as she petted his head to his embarrassment.
"Well it's nice to meet ya little fella. Ya interested in helping us wrangle up one of them there hogs for dinner?" Striker asked Harry. Pointing to a pigsty full of hogs.
"I can do it with nothing." Harry bragged. "Watch me."
"Nah, with this. Their shells are magic resistant ya know. Ya gotta pry yourself an opening with a Cursed Dagger."
Harry took the offered, wicked looking knife. He had a working knowledge of anatomy thanks to his studious upbringing but Hellpig anatomy?
"Fine." Harry said. Taking off his shoes and socks coated his feet in a magical aura and leapt into the stinking pigsty. He giggles audibly as he squished his toes and feet deep into the filth. Pringles would tan his bottom red if he knew about this. Using magic he skated around the mud like it was an ice rink. He leapt onto one of the moving boars and held on for dear life as it ran.
"That's it Kid! Make that thing a bitch you won't call back in the morning!" Blitzo shouted. "Send me that video later." He muttered to Loona who had said "This is fucking beautiful." As she raised her phone to film Harry's little adventure on the farm. She was so sending this to Octavia.
Harry shouted as the knife flew from his hands the pig raised its body and slammed down on its front to throw him off.
He was thrown from the boar at last but it squealed as he was soaked in pig blood.
"Let that be lesson number one for you little dude, ya can't kill everything ya want. Especially when yer young." Striker said as he helped Harry up. His clothes covered in mud, blood and filth. "Have ta say though you where riding that hog pretty good for a city princeling. Ya took getting filthy like a champ too."
"Pringles my butler is always trying to keep me from getting dirty. Harry said. His hair and feathers dripping with pig sty filth. "That was fun!"
"Alright I think it's bath time." Moxxie suggested. "If we where to turn him over to Prince Stolas and Lord Andrealphus like this tomorrow they'd probably turn us to stone."
"Sounds fine to me, I'll go help prepare this beasty for cookin' Hey Boss Man! Wanna come with?"
"Oh Hell Yeah I'm always down to skin manly meat with a manly man!" Blitzo said as he started toward Striker.
"That's what she said." Vortex piped up as he followed to assist Millie with the luggage.
"What Bitch is talking shit about me?!" Blitzo demanded as Vortex and Millie took off for the house with their luggage.
Today was The Pain Games. Imps from All over Wrath came to tussle it out to see who among them was the roughest toughest bastard of the whole Ring! Harry has been expressly Forbidden from entering by his father.
"But Daddy!"
"No. I Forbidded it! Forbode?" Stolas looked to Andrealphus. Stolas often got confused in his anger.
"The word is Forbade love." The ice colored Peacock reminded him.
"You will sit with your family and enjoy the festivities with us." Stolas ordered.
"Fine." Harry humphed and left the two to join Octavia in their family seats as the Guests of Honor.
"Welcome I say I say Welcome to the annual Pain Games!" Wally Whackford was acting MC. "The Great Prince Stolas will now explain the rules. Your Highness." Whackford bowed and handed Stolas the mike.
"This is an annual competition for you all to showcase your skills in violent dominance. It's always quite thrilling to watch such fine specimens get rough and tough with each other. Good luck to you all! Especially that sexy one there. Yoo-hoo, Blitzy!" Stolas waves his fingers at Blitzo in the crowd of participants.
"Say my name riiight!!! Fucking dickhead." Blitzo said out loud as Striker smirked knowing the other imp was so whipped.
"My word." Andrealphus said in awe as he watched the gathered Imps fight and wrestle in the gloriously icky mud. I can certainly see the appeal of watching this."
"Threesome?" Stolas asked Andrealphus.
"I get to tease him yes?" The peacock asked. "He is quite the adorable little imp."
Stolas giggles as he watched the imp called Striker shove his Blitzys face into the muck. He swore he saw an erection in Blitzos crotch.
Octavia was watching with her head in her hand as she propped herself up on an elbow in her chair. She could see the appeal of violent events like this. Harry at first was excited to see all the different Imps fight each other. But after a while the excitement and novelty had died down. He most definitely heard their Dad and Uncle necking behind them though.
"Let's get out of here." Octavia suggested.
Harry yawned sleepily.
"Dad, Uncle, Harry's tired I'm taking him back to the farmhouse and returning to our motel in town."
"Alright Via. Just be careful." Stolas said.
No one noticed Striker and Blitzo slipping away after being given their medals.
"The winners are, Striker and My Darling Blitzy!" Stolas has said as he gave them the medals.
Octavia had made sure Harry went upstairs when she took him home. Not hearing the slippery imp cowboy slipping in behind them. She let out a muffled cry as she was knocked out. He watched Harry open his door. Took the bait. The cowboy thought with a smirk and shake of his tail. This is too easy. It's almost disappointing. Well he is just a stupid kid princeling.
"Well that's troubling." Harry said out loud. As he stood outside Strikers room. There was a glowing aura of some kind behind the door. It could be just the sunset but his infinite curiosity got the better of him. He opened the door. There was a case on the bed.
"Holy Lucifer's Soggy Tits." Harry said. "A genuine carmine crafted blessing tipped rifle." He examines the heavenly weapon. "How did a simple farmhand get one of these?!"
"Why don't you ask me? Little dude?"
Harry jumped and turned to see Striker leaning against the door.
"Why do you have this?" Harry asked. "You are aware this kind of weapon can kill-"
"Demon royalty? No shit kid. That's kind of the point." The imp said as his claws drug a trail in the door.
Harry panicked and tried to run around the older, stronger imp.
"Lesson number 2 kid, trust nobody." Striker laughed as the young parrot demon kicked and struggled in panic as his breathing was cut off. "Pathetic."
He suddenly shouted "Gah!"
Octavia had grabbed a knife from the kitchen and ran upstairs when she woke up. She stabbed the bastard in the lung from behind.
"First strike went into your lung. Next strikes going for your fucking heart!" Octavia shouted as she hung onto the imp from behind and dragged the knife out.
Striker dropped Harry who was on the verge of passing out and Striker grappled with the owl girl for a few seconds before he slammed her into the wall. Octavia fell to the floor stunned.
Dazed, Harry reached out for his sister. "Via."
Striker grabbed them both by the hair and dragged them down to the cellar.
"Ahh!" SNAP!!! Octavia's leg was caught in a bear trap.
"I'd kill y'all but I think there's more leverage with your pussy, Imp Fucker of a Daddy if I don't. Plus you two ain't worth the cleanup." Striker then closed the cellar door as Harry rushed for him.
"Dammit he locked us in!" Harry shouted as he banged on the door. "Via!" He ran down the steps toward her.
"I'm not going anywhere on this bloody leg." Octavia panted heavily as she was on the verge of passing out from the pain. "Harry, he's going to kill Dad! You have to stop him!"
"I'm not strong enough." Harry looked down in shame. "He got the drop on me. Damn it I let should never have let my guard down around him!" Harry kicked a paint can in shame and it splashed everywhere.
"Come here." Octavia demanded.
Harry obeyed.
SLAP!!!
"Thank you sister." Harry blinks calmly. "I forgot myself."
"Your the most magically powerful child of magic of our generation. Grandfather hand picked you to be the precautionary heir to his throne and you say you can't kill some dickhead honky tonk phony cowboy?"
"I'm going to kill him."
"Louder."
"I'm Going To KILL HIM."
"Louder!!!"
"IM GOING TO FUCKING DISEMBOWEL HIM WHILE HE WATCHES, RIP HIS BLOODY COCK OFF AND FEED IT TO THE FUCKING GOATS!!!" Harry shouted, channeling his Thrones nerdism.
"Lets dual it back a bit-" Octavia said in fear of her brothers sanity. "Go!" She ordered. "Kill That cocksucker before he hurts Dad, Uncle or any of our friends!"
"What about you?"
"I'm about to pass out here I won't be much help."
Harry hugged Octavia who hugged him back.
"No go kill that asshole! Search and Destroy! Search and Destroy! Don't let that honky tonk cocksucker leave this house alive!" Octavia demanded pointing to the cellar door before falling back and passing out.
A magic covered hand burst through the cellar door and Harry broke it open. He jumped out.
Striker was waiting in his room. He had a perfect view of the stage from here. Kilometers away that is.
"Excuse me, what the fuck?"
"Blitzo!" Striker said. "I thought you'd still be at the ceremony.
Blitzo has come upstairs to see Striker aiming a blessing tipped rifle at his boyfriend/benefactor. "You think I'd be with a bunch a hillbillies excited about corn n shit?"
"Now you seem disappointed in me." Striker said.
"I'm not the biggest fan of finding someone I offered a job to about to off my lanky, bird pussed ticket to Earth behind my back."
"Hah!" Harry busted through the door.
"How the fuck did you get out?!" Striker demanded.
"Magic asshole! Remember? That thing you said didn't really matter when talking about strength? That I couldn't kill whatever I wanted cause I was a child? Boss go help Octavia she got her leg caught in a bear trap when he threw us downstairs."
Bang!
Striker was holding a smoking rifle. He had shot at Harry!
"Oh you DADDY FUCKER!" Blitzo shouted before biting Strikers shoulder.
Joe and Lin where rushing up the stairs when they heard the fighting. Harry was suddenly thrown onto the balcony and he swore he heard a rib crack.
Harry screeched and ran back into the fray.
"What in Satans name is going on up here?!" Joe demanded as Blitzo was thrown by the stronger imp.
Harry's eyes glowed deep red instead of their usual green. He brought up a glowing dark red hand and Striker gurgled as he was yanked high into the air and kicked with his legs.
Joe, Lin and Blitzo all watched in shock and awe as Strikers mouth opened and he started choking as intestine started spewing out through his esophagus. Striker pleaded and begged as he realized he was being disemboweled. He threw up after his intestines where removed and before he collapsed he saw them being tied in a knot and squeezed until blood and entrails went flying.
"I promised one other thing." Harry said as he opened Strikers pants , dug into his underwear and enlarged his claws. Striker screamed as his dick was ripped off. He choked as it was shoved inside his mouth and he swallows it by force directly into his stomach lining now that he had no intestines. He vomited blood onto Lin's nice clean floor.
Strikers eyes rolled back into his head and he knew no more.
"Wow." Lin said in admiration.
"Holee Shit." Joe said.
"FATALITY!" Blitzo said in a deep voice. "And that's why this little guy is IMPs only Intern!" He said with a shit eating grin.
"Remember, the Doctor said to take these as often as you need them or every six hours if the pain is manageable." Lin said to Octavia as she sat in a chair on their porch and watched her baby brother and father help load the IMP van. She handed Stolas a bottle of painkillers.
"Thank you ma'am for all your hospitality." Octavia said giving Lin a big hug. She sat with crutches at her side and a huge cast on her leg.
"Our pleasure baby girl. Remember you and your little brother are welcome here any time no questions asked." Joe said as he sat with her.
"Yes well, let's all go home. Octavia, sweetie, are you sure you won't come home with Andrealphus and I? It would be much quicker and much less painful."
"Sorry Dad, but I think Harry and I need this time together." Octavia insisted as she held out her hand.
"Hmm." Stolas Stolas looked at her suspiciously. He handed the pills to Millie. "Make sure she follows directions."
"Of course your highness." Millie bows politely as Stolas opened a portal and he and Andrealphus walked through it to Stolas' palace in Pride.
The IMP Van sped away.
To Be Continued...
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I very much enjoyed writing the siblings fighting Striker. Hope you all enjoyed reading it! Next up is Truth Seekers! Here the Harry Potter Elements will come into play.