The Bargain

The Bargain
By Ladytorte

Disclaimer: This is another Fic with My character, Demona and my favorite dark elf shopkeeper, Gol. I own no one from Champions of Norrath. Please keep in mind that I have not given up on Reluctant lover. Just working on a shit ton of other fics. Please review.


" Make me an offer I can not refuse." Gol Nazyn smirked evily. Demona stared at him then back down at the great cat beast skull helmet. Which had hidden within it's scalp. A blade that could kill a God. An evil God such as Gol's God. Innoruuk

"I got your damned curiousities, shopkeeper." Demona answered," And I lifted your curse....."

Gol cut her short," And you have been rewarded for it. I can not just simply give you the helmet. Especially because of it's purpose for you."

Demona glared and lifted her black curvy bladed sword. And held it to his throat. " Cut the price for it, or I'll send you to the Plane of Torment." She hissed.

Rather then fear, in his ruby eyes. Gol had shown amusment. He chuckled," Death threats are not new to me. For all you know by killing me. You might be doing me a favor."

" Fine, I've a deal for you." She started, her mind screaming NO! But her body begged it. It has been that way for years. She lowered her sword and cased it upon her back where it usually rested.

" I'm listening." Gol said with interest in his tone.

" Let us talk in the privacy of your shop." Demona said softly.

" Very well. " Gol nodded and turned and lead her into his shop. Closing the door behind Demona. He also locked it." You can never be too careful." He explained. And walked over to a seat behind a wooden table." Now then. Young Shadow Knight. What sort of deal did you have in mind?"He asked as he sat down.

Demona approached the table, and stared down at him. Brushing back her short nearly shoulder length red hair." First thing. I need your word that if I go through with what I am about to, that the helmet is mine."

" Depends what you are offering to me."Gol said with a shrug, lowering his hood on his dark blue cloak. Demona took a moment to stare at the right half of his face. The half that appeared eaten away by his curse. His long white hair brushed lightly against his back.

The young dark elf woman in a deep breath," Myself.I offer my services to you, in any way you see fit."

" Really, such an offer is rarely offered in this place. And no doubt you are a rare and beautiful bird." Gol stated and stood from his chair and walked over to her on the other side of the table. And stared for a long moment at her. Lifting his slender light blue hand he tilted her chin so he can have a nice long look into her face.With his other hand, he touched her blue leather upper body armor, trailed his hand around her waist, then squeezed her ass cheeks.Which were hidden under her black and red banded leggings. Demona only moaned and closed her eyes.

He smiled and leaned in closer to her. His hand which held her chin caressed around her cheek slowly and up to her forehead, his lips came towards her's" Very well. I accept." With that he drew himself back a few feet from her and swept his hand up and back. Demona gasped as a black choker appeared around her neck." You are now forever bound to me." He said and smiled wickedly.

Demona nodded." But there is one thing I request."

" Continue."

" That I am able to take the helmet and slay Innoruuk, I would promise to return to you." She said.

" My dear girl, you would have to. You see the longer you are away from me. The quicker your immortality drops. I will let you go for but only for 24 hours. However...before you do....I have a simple request for you." He started. Demona stared into his eyes. He started his demand," Remove your armor and underthings. I wish to behold the body that now belongs to me."

Demona took in a deep breath and backed up a bit.Since there were no windows, and the door was a wooden door. She was not afraid of anyother dark elves seeing her. So she did as commanded. There she stood. Bare body before him.

Gol's eyes skimmed her slowly. Starting with her feet. Then moving up her long light blue legs. Her silk thighs. A pussy that had a small amount of dark red hair. Her hip so curvy. Flat stomache. Perfectly not too small, not too big, round, perky breasts. Dark blue nipples. He looked at her in the face again. And spoke." You are perfect. I just have one question to ask." He started.

" And whats that?"

" What is your name?" He asked.

" Demona DaliaVega." She answered without hesitation.

" Demona." he repeated." A fine name for such a wonderous pet." He said and approached her.His hands moving to touch her again. This time. One of his hands went to stroke her face. The other caressed around her breasts. Still she made no resentment. However any words she'd spoken would have been useless, because of the lips pressing against her's. To her surprise the kiss was slow and warm. his tongue caressing the inside of her mouth. Probing it. She moaned in his mouth, as his thumb and index finger traced up and down her nipple, giving a slight tug.

Within one liquid motion, Gol's hand gripped her arms and he swung her against the nearest wall. He pressed himself against her. Demona could feel his erection pressing against her inner thigh.Gol's lips had left hers," If you want the helmet. You'll need to work for it." He breathed in her pointy ears.

Demona nodded.And slid her arms around his shoulders. Her lips slowly touched his, then traveled along towards his cheek. From there, her lips lightly kissed along the side of his neck. Following that, they reached his pointy ear. He moaned softly, as her tongue touched the very tip Where he had a small golden loop earing.

Demona smirked slightly and slid the tip of his ear and the ring into her mouth and suckled slightly." You cross your boundary, my slave." Gol muttered. Abruptly, his hand cupped her between the legs, she gasped as he parted them and thrust his index finger into her tight little cunt. Already she was wet.

Gol smirked and back away from her for a moment." What I demand this night is that you accept me, within you. That you let me have you without question. I do not expect you to call me master. But call me by my name. Gol." Demona only nodded.

" Good. Your silence and obediance pleases me." Upon finishing his statement. Gol removed his clothing as well and stared at her. He spoke again" However as my body slave you are expected to be on your knees."

Demona knew what he meant and what he wanted.She took a second to gaze at the dark elf she was to serve forever. His body was slender, with a slight muscle tone. Scars on various parts of his chest. His manhood was at full attention. She took no more time and got down upon her knees. She took his cock into her hands. And caressed him slowly up and down. He moaned and tiled his head back and closed his eyes. Her velvety tongue trailed aroung the base. Where he moved her mouth up and down. Up and down. Her hand that was not moving up and down his dick reached over and caressed his nut sacks. Driving him mad with desire. She had not objection when he grabbed the back of her head and moved his dick in and out of her throat. Demona was married once and knew what it was like to have a dick shoved down her throat. So this was something she was not stranger to.

" Get up and bend over the table." Gol moaned as he gently pulled himself from her mouth. Without hesitation. Demona did. Her back was to him. Immedaitely. Gol noticed something from her dark past. But he shook it off. He needed his release. He had to finish it. So pressing against her, he posistioned himself at her pussy entrance, grabbed her by her shoulders and roughly entered her. Demona threw her head back with the wave of pleasure that hit her." So, hot, so tight." He moaned and fucked her harder.

Demona cried out in passion as the head of his cock hit that one spot within her that, forced her to cream. Her neon white cum washed over Gol's dick, trickling down the shaft as he thrust in and out of her. Her tight walls clenched him. As he moaned outloud, and scrapped his nails into her shoulders as within one last deep thrust he came inside of her. He shuddered and shook for a breif moment. It took the both of them several seconds for their breathing to return to normal. When he slid from her, his cum slowly trickled down her thigh.

Demona got herself together. And slid up to stand straight. For a second, Gol said nothing and dressed back his his black pants, boots, and long dark blue robes." I knew I heard of you from somewhere. " He started.

" What?" Demona asked.

" I heard rumors that a sixteen year old prisoner of The Plane Of Torment. Outsmarted and slaughtered the gaurds, in order to escape." he paused and turned to her." Your whip scars upon your back gave me a powerful vibe. In the upmost evil."

Demona nodded," I needed to get out. " She said with a smile and shrug.

" Well, in any case. You may dress now and finish your journey." Gol said, handing her the helmet she neeed. " Do not make me regret this, Demona. Should you return alive...then the real fun will begin." He said, and lightly kissed her. It did not take long, Demona dressed bakc in her armor and slid ehr sword back where it belonged. Donned the helmet and went on her way. Wearing the choker around her neck.

THE END