Red Sonja in Hells
Chapter 3 - Shadow Hell
by DeannaTroi

This is a work of fiction.  It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.  All characters who are depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older.  As far as I know, Red Sonja is the property of Marvel, but I wouldn't tell her that if I were you.

Author's Note
This chapter was written about 17 years ago for the Grey Archive site which didn't have any restrictions on the use of underage characters.  The chapter was largely built around the concept of Red Sonja having to engage in a taboo act of sex with the young boys to achieve her quest.  When the chapter got rewritten for posting on Literotica, the underage element was removed by just making the boys older.  The end result was a rather badly broken and poor story.  I looked at ways to fix this and finally just rewrote the whole thing.  Other than a few paragraphs at the beginning and a few other odd pieces, this is an entirely new story from the original and the partially remade original.  Rather than totally erase the original, it is included at the bottom of the new story in its PC form with NO underage characters.  Only some typos and a few things were tidied up.  I guess it will be up to you as readers as to which version yu prefer.  All feedback can be sent to:

troi@hotmail.com

Once more Red Sonja experienced the flashing, spinning, vertiginous passage through the gates.   The warrior woman took a deep breath and concentrated on the sensations and when she felt just the slightest change she managed to orientate herself so she came through the gate on her feet with her sword drawn.  No one was going to take her by surprise on her emergence from the gate this time.  Still half blinded, Sonja felt dirt and gravel crunch under her boots and she swung her sword in a wide arc, finding no resistance.  When her senses cleared, she found herself alone in the ruins of a city with nary a soul in sight.  

"Hmmmph," snorted Sonja as she sheathed her sword and took a more careful look around her.  The ruins had the unmistakable look of a hundred cities Sonja had seen after a war.  Whether the war was won or lost it was often hard to tell the difference, but this city had seen a war and now nature was slowly reclaiming it.

As Sonja started to move around the ruins, she began to sense that something was wrong, but was unable to put her finger on it.  Puzzled, Sonja stopped and gazed around suspiciously, but there was nothing to be seen except the ruins and the long shapely shadow her body cast along the rubble strewn ground.  My shadow, thought Sonja with a start.  It had been twilight when she had landed in this hell and it should now be fully dark, but there was her shadow looking the same as when she had first arrived.  Looking up into the sky, Sonja could see no sign of the sun, no wait that wasn't true.  Squinting upwards, Sonja could just make out a black disc in the grey sky.  The unnatural black sun had the land below it locked into a perpetual twilight.

Sonja continued to explore the ruins, and as she did so, she became certain she was being watched.  After trying numerous times to spot the lurker and doubling back on her tracks to try and catch whoever it was, the warrior began to get tired of the cat and mouse game and stopped in the center of a patch of ground relatively clear of debris.

"Whoever you are, come on out.  I mean you no harm," called Sonja.

There was no reply and several minutes went past as Sonja gazed around her and then a lone figure stepped out from behind a crumbling stone wal.

"You don't appear to be a demon," said the figure.

"And neither do you," replied Sonja as she studied the person in front of her.

The figure was male as far as Sonja could tell as it had no breasts and the body shape seemed more masculine than feminine.  It was humanoid, if not totally human.  It had the normal number of arms and legs as well as a head with the normal facial features of eyes, nose, ears and mouth.  The skin colour, however, was a light green with no hair other than a pair of delicate looking eyebrows.  On closer examination, Sonja saw slight differences in the bone structure, but these were subtle and only noticable after some study such as what appeared to be an extra joint in the fingers.  He, and now Sonja decided to go with the male pronoun was wearing a worn, but relatively clean robe that had once been white, but was now more gray and a pair of sandals on his feet.

"How is it that I can understand your words when clearly you are not of this world and not speaking our language?" asked the man.

Red Sonja fingered the silver chain about her neck.  "This chain has a magic spell that allows us to understand each other."

"Fascinating," said the figure.  "My name is Cyr.  I would bid you welcome to the planet Coronis, but as you can see there is little left of it to welcome you and it is more likely you will find only death here."

"My name is Red Sonja," said the red haired warrior woman.  "As for death, you will find I am not easy to kill."

Cyr shook his head. "I am sorry, you misunderstood me.  I mean you no harm and am no threat to you, but I fear I cannot say the same for the shadow demons who now rule this blighted land."

"Who or what are these shadow demons?" asked Sonja as she swept her gaze around her, but perceived no immediate threat.

The green skinned man glanced at the sky, though what he could tell of time from a black sun that appeared to be frozen in place was beyond Sonja.  "We have a few hours until the demons will be out hunting again.  My dwelling is only a short distance from here.  Would you care to come with me, so that we might talk and I can answer your questions?"

Sonja considered Cyr briefly.  He seemed harmless and carried no weapon other than a long wooden walking staff, but the warrior knew appearances could often be deceiving.  Some of the most murderous beings she had ever met had maintained a bland facade right until before they struck.  Still, she thought she should be ok as long as she kept her guard up.  She needed information and Cyr seemed to be the only source for that at the moment.  If she was to believe that bastard Taurus, she also needed sperm to fashion the jewel that would open the next gate and take her one step closer to completing her quest and freeing Killia.

"Alright, lead on and I will follow you, but no tricks or I will show you that I know how to use this sword," replied Sonja, patting the weapon on her hip.

"No tricks," agreed Cyr and he led her a short way through the ruins  until he came to a slab of stone that he managed to push aside with some effort to reveal a hole in the ground.  He gestured Sonja forward and she saw a ladder leading down into darkness.   "You must go first, so that I can move the stone back to cover the entrance.  We are both dead if the demons discover us. and they can be very sensitive to small changes such as the stone not being in exactly the same position"

"I'm not climbing down into a dark hole in the ground when I know nothing about what awaits me," protested Sonja and she touched the hilt of her sword.

"ah, my apologies," replied Cyr.  "I am so used to the descent into the dark, that I no longer think about it.  Here, take this," and the man produced a metal tube from a pocket in his robe and pressed a button before handing it to Sonja.  A bright beam of light shone out of one end, though Sonja could not see any fire or feel the heat of one.

"Magic?" she asked, taking the tube gingerly.

"Technology," corrected Cyr, "but noticed the puzzled frown on the woman's face at the unfamiliar word.  "Technology or magic," he continued, "perhaps the same thing in the end, but I assure you it is harmless."

Sonja nodded doubtfully and playing the light from the tube over the ladder, she began to climb carefully down into the hole.  She heard Cyr start down behind her and his grunt of exertion as he shifted the covering stone back into place and folowed her.  The ladder went down perhaps twice her height until it ended in a chamber with smooth walls, obviously of a constructed nature and not some natural cave.  Once he was down, Cyr made a circuit of the room and suddenlythere were four bright lights, one on each wall.  Like the tube, which Cyr now took back from her and turned off the light by pressing the same button, there was no fire to cause this light.

"We are safe as long as it is totally dark or in a room lit like this to give no shadows," explained Cyr. "The demons seem to be able to sense shadows and seek them out, no matter how well hidden you might think you are."

"That is the second time you have mentioned these demons," said Sonja.  "I need to know more about them.  What are they?  Are they behind the destruction of the city I saw above?"

Cyr gestured towards a couple of wooden chairs on either side of a small table against one wall.  "Please have a seat while I bring you water and a bit of food.  We can talk then."

Sonja nodded and sat down and watched Cyr bustle around the room.  He brought a pitcher of water, two glasses and a plate containing some slightly stale bread and a few nuts and berries of types Sonja had never seen before.  There was no cheese or butter for the bread, but Cyr did put a small tub of honey on the table to spread on the bread.

"Not much, I am afraid," he said wryly, "but it is all I have.  Meat is hard to come by.  Now and then I get lucky and trap a small animal, but not recently."

"This is fine," said Sonja who would have preferred a large steak, but recognized that the man was sharing the little he had, so being churlish about the lack of meat would be inpolite.  "Now tell me about these shadow demons and this world of yours."

"The demons appeared suddenly, about forty years ago," said Cyr as he spread some honey on a slice of bread and began to eat it.  "There was no warning.  Suddenly the sun appeared to turn black, the sky darkened and the shadow demons poured down on us out of the sky..  We tried to fight them, but none of our weapons had any effect on them.  We don't know what happened elsewhere on our world, for we lost all contact with anyone outside this city.  The demons slaughtered people in the tens of thousands.  If they repeated that acrosss the entire planet, then millions must have died."

"They must have had very powerful weapons of this technology as you call it to cause such destruction," said Sonja.

Cyr gave a bitter smile.  "No, the only weapons the demons possess are themselves, though that is deadly enough.  Much of the damage above was done by our own weapons trying to  repel them, but also much of the damage was caused by our own stupid wars before the demons ever appeared."

Sonja frowned at this.   As a mercenary, she had made her living from war, but also as a mercenary she had seen the stupidity and the cost of war in terms of human life.  Sometimes, lying in her lonely bedroll by a campfire, she had thought there must be a better way, but had always drifted off to sleep without discovering it.

"Long and bitter wars I take it?" asked Sonja.

Cyr gave a bark of laughter.  "Centuries of it," he confirmed.  "It would probably still be going on, except there are too few left to carry it out."

"What was the fighting over?" asked Sonja.  "The usual?  Land?  Water?  Power?"

"Cyr gave a sigh.  "Land, I suppose comes the closest to the mark.  We were a divided world with two populations who each desire control of the land and its resources.  Even now in our near extinction, we cling to that ancient stupidity.  the survivors of the demon attack live in two isolated fortresses.  Rather than combining resources to aid one another and find a way to fight the demons, they persist in their stupidity."

"That is insane," gasped Sonja.

"I cannot disagree with your statement," replied Cyr, "but alas the situation is as I described it.  The Alora have their last bastion on the Eastern edge of the city and the Yenora are likewise ensconced on the Western edge."

Sonja decided to leave this stupidity alone for the moment to return to the demons themselves.  "Why do you call them shadow demons?"

"Because that is what they appear to be.  Shadows that move across the ground andwalls, but without a body to cast them.  They have no more substance than shadows, which is why none of our weapons could harm them.  That would be enough, but there is more to the name.  Lacking physical substance, they do not attack our bodies, but our shadows."

"What?" exclaimed Sonja.  "How is that possible?"

Cyr shrugged again.  "I do not know.  My technology or your magic?  I do know, however, that when they attack your shadow,your physical body feels everything that is done to your shadow.  If they cut your shadow to pieces, you feel it as if it is your physical body that is being dismembered.  There will not be a mark on your physical body, but when your shadow dies, you die."

Sonja shivered and not from the cold.  She was not afraid of battles and wars, but this form of fighting and death seemed unnatural to her.

"For you, there is one other danger from the demons," said Cyr regarding Sonja oddly.  "It did not happen at first, but the demons learned to take sexual gratification from the shadows of our women."

"Sexual?" echoed Sonja and she stopped eating to stare at Cyr.

"In the initial attack, the demons slaughtered men, women and children equally, but as time went on, the demons began to rape the shadows of the women.  This killed or drove many of the women insane.  Then the demons started to carry the women away to their own stronghold to do what unspeakable things to them we do not know.  I do not think there now remains a woman free in the entire city.  All women who yet live are now prisoners in the demon stronghold."

Sonja sat there absorbing all this for a few minutes.  "What about you?" she asked.  "Are you Alora or Yenora?  Why are you living here alone instead of in one of these last fortresses as you called them?"

"My parents were renegades or even many would call them perverts," replied Cyr.  "My father was Alora and my mother was Yenora.  It was a forbidden union.  They were exiled by both their peoples and probably would have been killed, but both were brilliant scientists and their abilities were appreciated even if their blasphemy was not.  Neither Alora or Yenora will ever accept me as one of them, so I must live alone."

"Scientists?" puzzled Sonja over the unfamiliar word.

"Scientists are those who create technology such as these lights," explained Cyr.  "Your equivalent I assume of wizards or magicians?"

Sonja nodded and she filed the terms away.  It appeared this quest would require her to learn many new words and things.  She had always thought that learning was something the weak and inferior did.  It was the province of clerks and priests, not fit for warriors.  Perhaps, just perhaps she had been wrong and Red Sonja was not used to beingwrong or at least admitting to it, even to herself.

"And in forty years, no one has found a way to fight these shadow demons?" asked Sonja.

"Nothing affects them," said Cyr."If the dimensional portal they somehow opened using our sun could be closed, I believe the demons would not be able to reacharge and they would eventually weaken and die.  I told you that my parents were scientists.  They were working on a device to do this when they were killed by the demons.  I was very young then, but I thought the device had been completed, but for some reason, they could not use it. Whatever became of it, I don't know."

Sonja was going to ask what a dimensional portal was, but then thought about her own journey through the gates created by Taurus and put the two terms together.

"May I ask about you Red Sonja?" asked Cyr after a moment.  "How did you come to ourworld and what is your purpose here?"

Sonja hesitated for a moment, but then decided there didn't seem to be a reason not to tell Cyr about her quest for Taurus, though she couldn't help blushing at the end when she explained just what she had to do to acquire the jewel.

When she was done, Cyr looked astounded.  "I fear that you will have a very difficult, if not impossible challenge to obtain the um necessary resources you need," said the green skinned man at the end of her story.

"Oh?" asked Sonja. "I don't want to sound like I am bragging, but my normal problem is not in findingsomeone to fuck me, but keeping them from trying to fuck me.  I'm not happy about the situation you understand, but I will do what is necessary to save Killia.  If it means swallowing my pride and going to the Alora and Yenora and pretty much begging them to fuck me, then that is what I will do."

Cyr winced a bit at the crudity of her language, but he met her gaze steadily as he rplied and Sonja noticed for the first time that he had not been ogling her breasts during their conversation which was most unusual for a man. in her experience.

"There are a couple of things you don't understand yet about our society, Cyr said.  "First, I mentioned the taboo nature of my parent's mating.  It would be considered ten times more taboo to bed with an alien female.  I do not think you could persuade any of the Alora or Yenora to lie with you.  Second, you are a female.  Forgive me if I offend, but that state is very clear from your abundance," and now he did glance down at Sonja's barely covered breasts.  "The men of my world are notoriously bad at listening to a mere woman."  Cyr saw the flash of anger in Sonja's eyes and he quickly held up his hands to forestall her outburst.  "That is not my belief, I am merely telling you what you will encounter among the Alora and Yenora. "

"And why are you so different?" asked Sonja, relaxing her posture from outrage to curiosity.

"I did mention that my parents were considered perverts," smiled Cyr.  "My father very much believed his wife was his equal and that was just a taboo thought as their mating and producing a half breed bastard like myself."

"This is just fucking great," muttered Sonja.  the irony of the situation wasn't lost on her.  Normally, one of her biggest problems was fending off the advances of males who wanted to sleep with her and now that she needed males to sleep with her, they didn't want to!  The warrior looked at Cyr again and a thought struck her.  "So, how much of a pervert are you??"

Cyr blinked.  "I beg your pardon?"

Sonja made herself do something she had never done before.  She ran her fingers over Cyr's thigh gently and gave him what she hoped was a seductive smile.  Normaly, when she smiled at a man who possessed more than two brain cells, they knew trouble was coming and took off running.  In this, case, however, she realized that she was going to need every sperm donor she could find on this world to accomplish her mission.

Cyr sat there very still for several moments and then he looked down at his crotch where a tent was starting to form in his robes.  "Apparently, I a am as much of a pervert as my parents," he said finally.

Sonja gave him another smile and stood up and reached to unclasp her top.  She let it fall to the floor of the chamber and stoood there running her hands over her more than ample breasts. "What do you think?  Am I too repulsive as an alien female?"

Cyr stood up and reached out his hands to cup one of Sonja's boobs in each hand and began to gently fondle and squeeze them.  "No, I think you are tremendously sexy and only a fool would turn down the opportunity to make love to you.  There is a saying on my world which goes "my mother didn't raise any fools."  With that, he put his arms around the toplesss woman and drew her in close and kissed her on the mouth.

Sonja let herself melt into his embrace, reminding herself that she had the permission of her goddess and she was only doing this to save Killia.  That didn't quite explain why she sensed her pussy getting wet as she felt the man's hard erection  pressing into her leg.

"No, you don't strike me as a fool," whispered Sonja when they finally broke the kiss to catch their breath, and her hand reached down to grasp Cyr's hard member through his robe, drawing a soft moan of pleasure fom him.  For her part, Sonja tried not to show her surprise at the size of the hard cock that throbbed in herfingers even with the cloth covering it.

"I,  was very young when the demons came," murmered Cyr as his hands stroked up and down Sonja's bare back before finally coming to rest uncertainly on her full round ass.  "I have never been with a woman before."

Sonja didn't think it would help his confidence to tell him that other than her session with El Harrah and his shamans, hertotal sexual experience consisted of a pair of gang rapes.  "Don't worry about it, Sonja will look after you and teach you everything you need to know."

With that, Sonja lifted the robe up over Cyr's head and found no other garments under it.  She stared down at his erect, light  green cock with a darker green head that was leaking a clear fluid making it glisten in the bright light of the underground chamber. Red Sonja grasped the hard cock in one hand and slowly stroked it, feeling the precum coat her fingers and the shaft as she did so.  The warrior woman continued her hand job for a few minutes before she sank to her knees on the floor and once more smiled up at Cyr with a confidence that she hoped her actions could match.

Well, El Harrah said I was magnificent inb ed, so hopefully he wasn't just being nice, she thought, as she stuck out her tongue and licked around the head of Cyr's cock.  That got another moan from him, so Sonja felt she was on the right track as she licked her way down the rigid shaft to his balls.  On impulse, the warrior took his balls in her mouth and sucked on all three of them in turn.  Three?  Sonja blinked as she recounted them as she sucked on each in turn.  Hmmmm, one more subtle difference between Cyr's people and humans she thought.

"That feels wonderful Sonja," gasped Cyr as he looked down at the sight of his balls in this woman's mouth and his hard green cock resting on her nose, dripping more precum onto her face.

Sonja let his balls slip from her mouth and then licked her way back up the shaft to the tip of Cyr's cock and opened her mouth and let the head slide between her lips to rest on her tongue.

"And that feels even better,"  moaned Cyr as he ran his hands through Sonja's long red mane.  The silky feel of Sonja's hair was a totally new and intoxicating feeling for the green skinned man as the females of his race, like himself, had absolutely no hair on their heads.

"You ain't felt anything yet," murmered Sonja as she began to take more of his organ into her mouth, until it started to push into her throat.  The red haired warrior kept going until the entire cock was in her mouth and that trio of balls rubbed on her chin.

"That is some magic trick Sonja, to make a man's entire member disappear in your mouth like that," said Cyr.  "I truly did not think it was possible."

Despite herself, Sonja found that she was  beaming under the praise for her oral skills.  Perhaps skill with a sword was not her only talent, though she had never in her wildest dreams ever thought that swallowing a man's member would be something she would aspire to and actually take some pleasure and pride in.  Sonja now started to slide her mouth up and down on the cock, dragging her tongue along the smooth surface, feeling the veins in it pulse and throb in time to Cyr's heart.    After a dozen or slow cycles of swallowing the entire length and then pulling back so only the tip was in her mouth, Sonja felt Cyr's body tremble.

"I, I think I am going to cum," said Cyr with a sense of wonder in his voice.

Sonja left just the first few inches in her mouth and slid her tongue over the head until the cock suddenly errupted and shot a thick blast of warm cum that filled her mouth to near overflowing.  Sonja gulped and swallowed as a second blast of the same volume refilled her mouth and again she swallowed the creamy load.  There were two more blasts, though not as large and finally Cyr's weak legs gave way and he slipped to his back on the floor panting.

"Never, never in my life have I felt such pleasure," gasped Cyr staring in wonder at Red Sonja as she licked a bit of his white cum from her full lips with her tongue.

"I still have more to teach you," replied Sonja as she stood up and hooked her fingers into her bottom and began to slide itdownwards while Cyr watched in rapt attention.

Cyr's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of her trimmed red bush.  "All of our women are totally hairless down there as well as on their heads," he said as his eyes fastened on Sonja's pussy.

"You don't find it disgusting then?" asked Sonja in sudden concern.

Cyr looked down at his cock which was rapidly moving back to full hardness.  "Apparently not," he said with a grin.

"Good," said Sonja as she stepped out of her bottom and now clad only in her boots straddled his waist, poising her pussy entrance just above the tip of his cock which she held in one hand.  "Good," she repeated, "Because I want this big cock inside my cunt."

"Most assureddly, I desire the same thing," replied Cyr who watched as the strange pale skinned woman began to lower herself onto his waiting member.  He felt the tip make contact with her pussy lips and gasped.  He had never thought he would ever do this with a woman after forty years of living alone in the blasted city.  Then he felt his cock penetrate her, spreading her pussy lips apart and slide inside.  It took all his meager self control not to cum again right then when he felt those smooth, soft inner walls grip his member and caress it.

Sonja grunted as she felt the cock slip into her and she kept lowering herself onto it inch by inch until about eight inches was inside her and the tip brushed her cervix.  The warrior rested there for a moment to get used to the sensation of being filled and then she began to use her strong leg muscles to ride up and down on the cock.  Reaching down, Sonja' took Cyr's hands and brought them up to her breasts so he could grope and squeeze them while her own hands went down to his sleek hairless chest and caressed it.

Up and down, Sonja drove her pussy along the length of Cyr's cock and he began to buck his hips in time with her motions.  Panting and breathing heavier Red Sonja threw back her head and gave a loud exclamation of estacy as she felt herself climax and felt her juices spraying all over Cyr's cock.  The orgasm made Sonja's pussy grip the member harder and that combined with her warm honey coating it pushed Cyr over the edge and he began to shoot his cum into the red head's pussy in hot massive blasts until he was finally spent.

Sonja pulled herself off his cock with a popping sound and collapsed onto the floor beside Cyr, capturing his lips for another long kiss as they slowly recovered from their love making and their hands idily roamed over each other's body.

* * *

Sonja and Cyr slept with their arms around each other and when they woke, Cyr took her back to the surface.  He pointed up at the black sun and told Sonja to look carefully at the edge of the disc.  "Do you see that dot about a quarter of the way around the circle?"  When Sonja nodded, Cyr went on.  "We noticed it shortly after the demons arrived.  We don't know what it is, but it circles the black disk.  Imagine the disk divided into quarters starting at the top.  When the dot is in the first and third quarters is when the demons are most active and it is not safe to be out.  You must spend those times in either a totally dark room where there can be no shadows, or one specially lit as in the chamber below so as to produce no shadows.  Even sealed underground, if there is a shadow, the demons will find it and you."

"What about the other two quarters?" asked Sonja.

"There are few or sometimes even none of the demons active during those times," said Cyr.  "I do not know why, but I suspect that even demons need to sleep or maybe just recharge.  During those times, we dare to go out in search of food and water to bring back to our hiding places.  Do not let yur guard down during those times.  They are safer, but there still may be some demons about.  Also, sometimes the dangerous and the safer periods reverse in a pattern we cannot predict.  Many people have gone out in what they thought was a safer time, only to find packs of demons waiting."

Sonja nodded and gave Cyr a hug.  "Thank you for everything.  I may or may not see you again, so take care of yourself."

"I shall never forget our time together or the things you taught me," replied Cyr.  "I do not think you will have much success in your mission with the Alora andYenora, but I understand that you must make the attempt."

Sonja gave him another brief hug and then set off East towards the Alora stronghold, still keeping a sharp eye out for the shadow demons as she had been warned.  Sonja hoped Cyr was wrong about her mission since it was the only hope she saw for completing her quest.  As humiliating as it was, she needed large amounts of sperm to form the jewel she needed, far more than even a willing Cyr could provide.  The warrior also hoped that the Alora and the Yenora might provide her with more information which could be used to defeat the shadow demons.  Why shecared, Sonja was not entirely certain.  No one was paying her to get rid of the shadow demons and she was a mercenary and not some damned fool of a hero.  Still, Sonja couldn't help shake the feeling that ridding this land of the demons was somehow expected of her.

The Alora stronghold was not hard to find.  It was one of the few intact buildings left in the city.  It was square and blocky with all the windows boarded over.  Seeing no other option, Sonja walked up to the closed main door and knocked.  There was no response from withing, so after a few minutes she pounded harder on the door with the handle of her dagger.  After a few more minutes, the door swung open a crack and a fearful face peered out.  The door warden seemed identical to Cyr except for the colour of his skin which was a pastel blue.

"I'm not a demon," said Sonja after several seconds of silence as the man just stared at her without saying anything.  "I am a traveller from another land and I would like to talk to your leader."

"Wait, wait here," squeaked the man and the door slammed shut on Sonja.  The swordswoman ground her teeth together in frustration for ten minutes, before the door opened again and the same man peered out.  "You may come in, but you will be killed at the first sign of treachery."

"Of course," agreed Sonja sarcastically and slipped through the small crack as the man seemed too afraid to open the door fully.  It was rather a tight squeeze for someone with Sonja's prodigious bust.

The inside of the safehold was constructed in a rather odd fashion.  There seemed to be no corridors, just small square rooms, one leading into the next, each of which could be sealed off from the others.  There were no windows and Sonja assumed that the people waited out the more dangerous periods sealed in those dark rooms though now and then they crossed through a room with a lighting setup similar to what Cyr had.

They emerged into a larger room in the center of the building that was brightly and carefully lit to produce no shadows.  A man sat in a large chair in the very center of the room with a dozen or so other men scattered about the chamber.  They were all men, Sonja noticed and all of the same shade of blue skin.  It was to the man in the center that her guide led Sonja.

"Our leader Alwon," whispered her guide.

"Well, Victar appears to be right for once," said Alwon as he studied Sonja and gave a nod to her guide.  "You do not appear to be a demon, or at least you are a different type of demon than the ones that afflict us."

Red Sonja gave the man a bow.  "My name is Red Sonja," she began, but Alwon cut her off with a chopping gesture of his hand.

"Silence woman, I did not give you permission to speak." thundered the Alora leader.

Sonja rolled her eyes and her temper flared.  "Stop being a fool," she snapped.  "You are the leader of a rag tag group of survivors in a mostly dead city on a mostly dead world and you still want to play silly buggers games of power instead of siezing an opportunity for help?"

The man flushed at Sonja's rebuke and gestured to two men standing near his chair.  "Silence the alien wench, so that she learns her place."

The two men strode forward, each reaching for one of Sonja's arms.  There was a blur of motion as the warrior reached out and grasped the side of the head of the two men and slammed them together with a clunk and both men fell to the floor stunned.

More men started towards Sonja, but abruptly the leader waved them back.  "You have gained my attention red haired one," he said and suddenly he slumped back in his chair.  "Speak then," he invited her.  "We are all doomed as you say, so what does it matter if you violate all the rules of protocol and decency."

The switch from aggression to depression was so sudden, that it left Sonja taken aback for a few seconds.  "I never said you were doomed," replied Sonja at last.  "My experience as a warrior has taught me that thinking you are doomed and giving into despair is the first step towards defeat.  As long as one can hold a weapon and fight, there is still hope."

"There is no hope," replied Alwon bitterly.  "All hope is lost.  We wait only a little longer for our death and that of our entire people."

Victar sidled carefully up to Sonja, so that he could whisper in her ear again, "Our leader lost his beloved wife Lara to the demons three years ago.  Since then, he has become mired in despair."

Sonja gave a small nod of thanks to the man for the information.  Her first impression of Victar had not been positive, but the man at least seemed to have some wit about him as he had recognized her need for information.  "As you can see, I am not from this world," said Sonja returning her attention to Alwon.  "I have only just learned about the shadow demons from one called Cyr and ...."

"The abomination! broke in Alwon.  "I had hoped he was finally dead.  The demons could at least have done that much service to us and eliminated him."

Sonja forced herself to reign in her temper.  Other than his skin colour, Cyr appeared identical to these Alora, so their leader's reaction seemed rather extreme.  Still, the warrior woman knew that on her home world, there were many fools who shared similar views about others of a different skin colour.  For herself, Sonja had travelled to virtually every point in the explored world and found that people were people, regardless of the colour of their skin.  In all races there were good people and bad people.  Most people of all colours merely wanted peace, enough food to eat and a place over their heads where they could raise a family.
  Usually, it was just the morons who ran things that wanted war and fought over often useless pieces of land.  The fact that she had earned her living as a mercenary fighting in those stupid wars didn't prevent Sonja from recognizing their stupidity.

"Have you considered allying yourself with the Yenora to fight the shadow demons?" asked Sonja.  "Perhaps the two groups working together might find a solution where either alone cannot."

Alwon lifted his head from his hands and stared at Red Sonja as if she had grown a second head or a third breast.  "Ally with the Yenora?  Are you insane?  They are savages.  I would almost sooner ally with the shadow demons themselves!"

Sonja looked at the faces of the others in the room and saw the same reaction mirrored in their expressions.  Since she had not met the Yenora, the swordswoman had little to base a counter argument on.  Instead, she bowed to Alwon.  "Then I shall leave you to your despair and death my lord while I seek a way to defeat the demons."  Without waiting for a reply, Sonja turned on her heel and left the room to retrace her steps to the outside door.

Victar hurried after Sonja to guide her through the maze of small dark rooms.  Just as they reached the door that led back out to the ruins, Sonja glanced at the man curiously.  "So, Victar, what would be your response if I were to offer you a blowjob or even something more?"

A look of shock and disgust passed over Victar's face.  "No man of the Alora would lie with a woman who is also not of the Alora!  Is not one abomination enough?"

Sonja gave Victar a fierce glare and then sighed.  It was the response she had more or less expected,but how in the hell was she supposed to collect enough sperm to create the jewel in a hell where sex with someone who didn't look exactly like you was so repugnant?

Victar cowered back undr her glare and then glanced around to make sure no one was within  earshot.  "Er, if I was to do you know with a non Alora, I am sure it would be you," he said gazing down into the depths of Sonja's abundant cleavage.

* * * 

Leaving the Alora stronghold, Sonja glanced up at the black disk in the sky and saw that she was about halfway through what Cyr said was a safer quarter.  She still had enough time to reach the Yenora stronghold, so the warrior strode off West, keeping a close watch still for any of these shadow demons that she had yet to meet.

Sonja's reception at the Yenora fortresss pretty much mirrored that of what she had received from the Alora.  It took several minutes banging on their door before it was opened a crack and a face peered out at her suspiciously.  If Victar had a twin, but with yellow skin instead of blue, that was who was looking at her now.

"My name is Red Sonja.  I am not a demon and I have come to see your leader," said Sonja when the man didn't say anything and just stared at her.  Well, he was staring at the two bits of her closest to him anyway.  That seemed slightly promising, thought Sonja and then wondered in what insane world did that kind of ogling start to seem promising to her.

"Yenwon would never permit a non Yenora female into the safehold," proclaimed the man when he finally found his voice.  "That would be considered a desecration requiring many days of holycleansing."

Well so much for things looking more promising thought Sonja.  She was tempted just to push her way past this jackass and go find this Yenwon and have a little chat with him, but once more managed to subdue that impulse with great difficulty.  "Then please invite the noble Yenwon to step outside and we can talk out here," said Sonja.

"He would not do that either," replied the man.  "It may still be a safer period, but it is far too dangerous to be outside."

Sonja made herself count to ten and then repeated that action.  Well, maybe it was time to start lying.  "I just talked to Alwon, the leader of the Alora and he was not afraid to come out and visit with me, but if this Yenwon is too afraid to do so....." she trailed off meaningfully.

"Yenwon is not afraid of anything!" exclaimed the door warder and he disappeared back inside after slamming the door shut in Sonja's face.   The warrior woman was just starting to think her ploy had failed as she sat on a pile of rubble and waited, when the door cracked open again and two men came out.  One was the door warder, and the other was presumably Yenwon.

"You wanted to see me alien whore?" said Yenwon.

Sonja bristled at the"whore" title, but since she was hoping to collect a large amount of sperm from these people, there didn't seem much point in getting offended by technicalities such as she wasn't going to charge for her services.

"As I told your man here," she gestured towards the door warder, "my name is red Sonja.  I am a stranger to your world and have learned about the shadow demons.  Since the demons present a common threat to both you and the Alora, I am proposing the two groups form an alliance.  By pooling your knowledge, it may be that you can find a way to drive off the shadow demons."

Yenwon's nostril's flared at the first mention of the Alora and Sonja doubted he had heard much after that. "The Alora?  They are little more than ignorant savages.  Do you know how many of my people they have killed?  For all I know, they are in league with the shadow demons.  They are the reason my beloved Silve was captured by the shadow demons and is even now undergoing who knows what horrible tortures at the hands of those demons!  I would rather die than ever ally myself with the Alora."

Having said his peace, Yenwon didn't bother to wait for Sonja's reply, but turned and stormed back into his stronghold with the door warder trailing along behind him.

* * *

"Hmmmh," snorted a disgusted Sonja when the door had slammed shut.  "I doubt there is any point in knocking on the door again and asking if anyone in there wants to fuck me."  Now what do I do, wondered Sonja and looked up to the black sun again.  The safer period was almost over and she was stuck out here in the open ruins.  Cyr's hideout was closer to the center of the city, actually not very far from the demon stronghold.  Cyr had not been too worried about that since the demons apparently didn't think anyone was crazy enough to hide so close to their home base and their raiding parties tended to concentrate more on the Alora and Yenora fortresses.  Oh bloody great, since that was just where she was now.  Sonja turned away from the closed door and strode back towards the city center at a brisk pace.

A short time later , Red Sonja caught her first glimpse of the shadow demons.  A few blocks away, she saw black forms flitting among the ruins and she quickly crouched behind a half ruined wall to watch.  It sent a shiver through her body to see what looked like shadows moving around with nothing to cast them.  They didn't walk so much despite their humanoid form as they did glide and crawl over the ground.  The demons appeared to be searching through the ruins, probably looking for survivors.

Carefully Sonja trailed along behind the black blobs, trying to figure out some way in which to fight them? How could you fight something you couldn't punch or cut with a sword she wondered? 

Deep in thought, Red Sonja was startled to suddenly feel a pair of hands cupping her enormous breasts.  Without thinking or looking, she drove her elbows backwards expecting to have them smash into the imbecile who thought he could cop a feel of her tits.  There was no such impact and when Sonja looked down she could not see the hands, though she certainly could feel them kneading her breasts like a couple of lumps of dough being shaped for bread.

With a sudden sense of alarm, Sonja spun around and saw her shadow being molested by one of the demons.  The thing had snuck up behind her and was now fondling her shadow's breasts.  Red Sonja moaned softly as the shadow demon continued to maul her shadows' tits.  Cyr was right, you felt everything that was done to your shadow like it was being done directly to your own body.  It actually felt as if the hands were squeezing and fondling her soft round melons.

Angry at this violation, Red Sonja drew her sword and cut at the shadow demon molesting her, but as she had been told, her, weapons were useless against the shadows.  Sonja watched in horror as the shadow demon slipped its talloned hand into her shadow's bikini bottom and she gasped as it felt like a hand had really slipped into her bottoms.  A moment later, the red haired warrior woman gasped again as she felt the fingers of the thing rub over her clit.  .  Moaning, Sonja collapsed to her knees in the ruins, and now she saw dozens more of the shadows slithering across the ground towards her! 

Red Sonja stumbled to her feet and tried to run away from the onrushing black tide of shadow demons, but she was unable to coordinate her legs as she felt several fingers of the shadow demon slide into her shadow's pussy and begin to finger fuck it.  "Ahhhhhh," moaned Sonja and collapsed to her knees again as a wave of pleasure broke over her and then the demons were on her.  Or rather they were on her shadow.

There was nothing the beautiful warrior woman could do but watch as the shadow demons swarmed over her shadow.  They ripped at her bikini armor and even as the shadow armor came off to reveal the curved and busty shadow of Red Sonja, her real armur fell off to leave her lying in the street naked except for her boots.

Sonja's large, round, pendulous breasts swung back and forth as she writhed under the howling mob of demons who crawled over her shadow.  Again, Red Sonja tried to get to her feet and flee, but the demons had hold of her shadow's arms and legs and were stretching it out on the ground in a spread eagled position, and the real Sonja felt herself being pulled into that very same vulnerable and exposed position.  Red Sonja felt their hands running all over her voluptuous body, but her eyes could see nothing touching her actual flesh.  .  Hands seemed to be caressing every inch of her body, her face, her neck, her large breasts, her stomach, her thighs and pussy and down her legs and yet she could see nothing of those molesting hands except when she looked at her helpless shadow.

Red Sonja watched, tears running down her face in anger, fear and frustration as she saw the shadow demons suddenly produce huge thick shadow cocks.  They stood over her captive shadow, their large members in their hands and stroked them with cries of anticipation.  Time seemed to slow to a crawl as if to prolong Red Sonja's agony as she watched one of the shadow demons approach her shadow, its legs stretched wide by the demons holding it.  The shadow cock rubbed over the exposed pussy of the shadow and the real Sonja whimpered as she felt the hardness on her pussy, but looking down between her breasts could still see nothing.   The demon gave a very real laugh and then it plunged forward, sliding its cock to the hilt in her shadow's pussy in one fell swoop.  The real Sonja screamed as she was impaled and felt her pussy stretched to accomodate the thick cock.

Red Sonja could only watch the shadow tableau of her rape as the demon began to slide its cock in and out of her cunt and feel every thrust and penetration as if it were her own real flesh being so violated.  Her shadow's large breasts heaved and swung under the violence of the fucking and her real fleshy mounds did likewise.  Sonja had never felt so helpless in her life, at least not since the original gang rape that had drawn her to the attention of her goddess.  Sweat began to pour off her body as the shadow demon drove its cock in and out in a relentless rhythm until finally its back arched and it gave a scream of triumph and began to shoot its seed into her shadow.  Looking down, the swordswoman could not see a drop of fluid but she swore she could feel her pussy being filled with a warm thick liquid that leaked out and ran down her thighs,

Looking over at the shadows, Sonja saw the demon pull out and between her legs she felt the thick cock sliding out of her with an exquisite feeling of pleasure.  The demon then gave its cock a shake and a last few drops of its cum splashed on her shadow's breasts and yet Sonja could see nothing on her flesh, just the sensation of a warm liquid raining down on her.

Sonja lay there in the dusty street, trying to recover from her shadow rape, but the demons had no interest in giving her such time.   Sonja saw shadow hands sieze her shapely shadow and position it on all fours.  To the swordswoman, it felt like a pair of invisible hands seized her hips and forced her onto her hands and knees with her ass in the air.  Clawed hands slapped her shadow ass and Sonja felt the sting as if it were her real backside being slapped.  She felt a lot worse a few seconds later when the second shadow demon suddenly impaled her shadow's ass with its huge dick and it felt like someone had shoved a thick tree branch up her real ass.

Sonja gasped in pain as she felt the unlubed cock push into her ass, yet glancing behind her she could not see the thing that violated her.  It was enough to drive one mad.  The thing grabbed Sonja's boobs and used them to pull her back to it as it rammed itself deeper into her ass.  When it was fully inside her, it began to pull her forward using her tits and then slamming her back into it in a piston like motion.  The real Sonja felt every thrust, every tug as if it were her ass and tits being so abused.  Sonja grunted and moaned with every thrust of the shadow demon into her shadow.  Powerless and frustrated beyond belief, Red Sonja could only watch and moan as her shadow was fucked hard up the ass and then again there was that sensation of a massive load of cum being shot into her and her shadow collapsed onto the ground trembling.  

They say that humans are a violent and ruthless species, but the worst of them are mild mannered and polite compared to demons.  Even the most despicable of men might have felt a twinge of pity at the sight of the woman sobbing and trembling on the ground.  For the demons, however, it was just a beautiful sight that intoxicated them and made them want to fuck it more.

Shadow hands lifted Red Sonja's shadow and she was settled down onto another huge shadow cock that slid up her abused ass.  Hands held her shadow in place and another shadow demon completed a Red Sonja sandwich by driving its massive cock into her shadow pussy.  Sandwiched between the two huge thrusting cocks, Red Sonja's shadow bucked and writhed while the real Sonja lay gasping in the street as if it were her being double penetrated.

Red Sonja's mind was close to overloading at the sensations flooding through her body but that just made the demons all the more excited.  A third demon rubbed its big slab of meat on her shadow's lips and then slammed it inside the gaping mouth.  To the real Sonja, it felt very much like a huge cock was sliding between her lips and down her throat making her choke and gasp for breath.

In and out the three demon cocks drove.  The triple violation of her body was overpowering and for a while Red Sonja lost touch with reality as the three things raped her hard.  Only the sensation of three more huge loads of cum pouring into her brought her back to reality for a fleeting moment.  It really felt to Sonja as if a huge load of demon cum had just poured down her throat and she gasped trying to swallow it and breathe so she was not drowned in it.  

Utterly spent, Red Sonja could do nothing but lie there as she saw in horror that there were dozens more of the shadow demons clustered around her shadow.  Over the next several hours, her mind skittered around, in and out of consciousness as the pack of demons gang raped her over and over again. Sonja never knew how many times she was fucked by the demons, but everytime her mind came back to consciousness, there were at least three of the things inside her.  Probably anyone else would have fled the bonds of sanity at some point during that ordeal, but then those people were not Red Sonja.  She finally blacked out totally following one of the demons placing his large organ between the full breasts of her shadow and sliding it back and forth until it unleashed a torrent over her shadow's face and breasts, though her flesh remained devoid of any fluid except the sweat that coated her skin.

* * *

When Red Sonja finally regained consciousness, she first realized she was laying on something soft, well at least softer than the rubble strewn street.  The second thing that the swordswoman was aware of were figures gathered around her.  She came fully awake then, flailing at them but gentle hands held her until she could see clearly.

The figures resolved themselves not into demons but women, perhaps as many as five dozen of them in total.  About half of them were of the blue skinned Alora and half of the yellow skinned Yenora.  It was one of each race, who leaned over Sonja now with concern on their faces.

"What happened? Where am I? Who are you?" Sonja asked groggily as she sat up, finding herself naked except for her boots.  

"I am afraid you are in the demon stronghold," said the blue skinned Alora woman with a look of great sadness taking over her face.

"They brought you here as they brought us to service their vile desires," said the Yenoran.

Red Sonja stared around the large room which looked rather like some mercenary bunkhouses she had known in her travels as the majority of the space was taken up by narrow cots such as the one she was currently sitting on.

"How long have you all been here?" asked Sonja as she closed her eyes again for a moment to gather her strength.  Goddess, she felt so tired and worn out.

All of us have been here for at least three of our years," said the yellow skinned woman.  "Many have been here  longer.  None more than perhaps six years.  At some point, the mind can no longer handle what the demons do to us on a daily basis and their bodies just shut down.  It is a mercy we all pray for."

"Well, I don't intend to be here anywhere near that long," growled Sonja.  "I am going to find a way to hurt those bastards if it is the last thing I do."

"There is nothing that can harm them" said the blue skinned woman simply.

"Yeah so Alwon and Yenwon both told me, but" Sonja broke off at the look of startlement on the faces of both women.

"My husband is still alive?" asked the blue skinned Aloran.

"If his name is Alwon and the leader of the Alora, then yes," said Sonja.  "Maybe not in the greatest place mentally perhaps, but still very much alive."  Sonja paused to prod her memory.  "You are Lara then?"

"Yes," confirmed Lara, "and my friend here is Silve, wife of the Yenora leader Yenwon."

"My name is Red Sonja," said Sonja fingering her fiery red hair.  "Friend?  I was under the distinct impression that the Alora and Yenora were mortal enemies?"

Lara and Silve looked at each other and exchanged a bitter smile before turning back to Sonja.

"We were when we were first brought to this hell," said Lara, "but we soon found that was a foolish idea that we had to set aside.  We realized that we needed each other to survive and to maintain some fragment of sanity."

Sonja grunted.  "It would be nice if your husbands had yur brains.  I tried to get them to work together, but they both seemed to almost prefer the shadow demons to each other."

"Idiots," murmered Silve.  "But then I was an idiot when I first came here.  If we ever get out of here, I think Lara and I will have a long talk with our husbands!"

Sonja grunted again.  "I didn't get the impression that either of them was all that big on listening to any woman regardless of skin colour."

"Yes," agreed Lara.  "That is another topic we will discuss with them if we ever get out.  I rather suspect that after three or more years without women they might be amenable to some change in our status if they ever wish to lie with us again.  I think I speak for all of us when I say that we can better do without them than they can do without us!"

Sonja looked around the room and saw all the women, both Aloran and Yenoran nodding their heads vigoursly  in agreement.

"Sonja smiled despite their grim situation. "Well, that I would like to see very much.  Now, we just need to find a way out of here and a way to deal with those demons.  Perhaps if I knew more about them, I might be able to come up with something.  They must have a weakness."

Lara gestured to another of the Aloran women.  "Talia, please tell Red Sonja what you have learned."  Lara turned back to Sonja, "Talia has some psychic ability and because of that, she has learned the most about the demons."

Talia came over to the cot where Sonja was sitting, looking nervous, but started to speak when Lara nodded at her and gave her an encouraging smile.  "Sometimes, when the demons are inside me, some of their thoughts trickle through into my mind.  It is all very disjointed and so it has taken me much time, more time than I would care to think about, to try and put the small pieces together.  As far as I can tell, the shadow demons were from a very evil race who were somehow imprisoned.  Their own women died or maybe left them because of their cruelty.  That part is not clear to me.   The demons created some type of device to escape their prison.  It used their sun and ours as a conduit through which they can travel.   I think they too have real, physical bodies and for some reason, only their shadows can travel to our world in order to seek sexual gratification.  The glowing dot that we see circling the sun is I think part of their device and it keeps the conduit between their world and ours open.  I think if we could somehow destroy that device, the demons would quickly wither and die."

"Cyr told me his parents had created a weapon or device that they said would stop the shadow demons, but it was never used," said Sonja rubbing her tired eyes.

"Cyr?  He is still alive after all these years?" gasped Talia.  "He is my mother's sister's son  I was very sad when he was exiled.  We were both very young and I never understood the abhorence my people had for his differences.  It seemed such a waste even then as he was clearly very intelligent."

Sonja also notice that Lara and Silve were also very excited about the news of Cyr.

"Part of the device Cyr mentioned is in the Alora stronghold," said Lara.

"And part of it along with some notes on it are in the Yenora stronghold," said Silve with a rush of excitement.  The notes are in a type of code that we could not read, but perhaps Cyr can understand them and by combining the parts, we might be able to use the device to defeat the shadow demons."

"It's a long shot," said Sonja, "but it is all we have.  Cyr was pretty young when his parents were killed, so I don't now if he will be able to make use of their device.  Still, we first have to get out of this hellhole.  Even if it is no use against the demons, I wish I had my sword.  With it in my hand, I would not feel so tired and I always found a naked blade in my hand helped me to think."

"Ah, but your sword and clothes are here," exclaimed Lara.  "The demons brought them.  I think it was done merely to taunt you with the futility of your weapon.  In much the same way, they returned your clothes to taunt you as they seem to relish ripping them from the screaming bodies of their victims. That is why all of us still wear these rags you see us in."

Sonja's clothes and sword were quickly produced and once dressed and with her sword in hand, the red haired warrior woman did indeed feel much better.  She swung her sword a bit from side to side as she tried to think and watched the shadow of her sword also swing back and forth.  Sonja paused and looked at the shadow of her sword.  Goddess could it be that simple she wondered.

Before Sonja could reflect more on her flash of insight, Lara gave a shudder that was repeated among all the other women in the room.  "The demons are coming, she hissed.  "All these years have given us some sense of this.  They are coming to take us yet again.  Prepare yourself Red Sonja.  I am sorry that you will now share in our daily degredation."

Even as Lara finished speaking the door to the room suddenly opened and dozens of the shadow demons began to pour into the room.  Some of the women just stood there, accepting their fate, while others cowered back against the walls or on their cots.  The choice didn't matter as the demons swarmed over every woman's shadow  in the room, tearing at their few rags of clothing and starting to rape them in whatever opening they found first.

Several of the demons approached Sonja and the swordswoman looked down at her shadow with the sword in its hand.  It took some concentration, but Red Sonja brought the shadow of her sword and not the sword itself to intersect one of the shadow demons.  The demon screamed.  Red Sonja and the shadow of Red Sonja parted their lips in a feral smile of joy.

"So, you bastards can be hurt," said Sonja.  "Then let me introduce myself properly.  I am Red Sonja, the finest warrior that lives.  I am your death!"  The scream of the first demon had frozen all the others in the room in place in shock.  Sonja pressed her advantage of surprise and started to strike at the other demons nearest her.  It took some getting  used to on her part, to make sure it was the shadow of her sword that contacted the demons and not her real blade, but Sonja was nothing if not a fast learner.

Screaming a battle cry fueled by her rage and the memories of her degredation by the demons, Sonja struck and struck again.  The demons vastly outnumbered her, but that didn't matter did it?  She was the finest swordswoman and the equal of any man wasn't she?  She was Red Sonja and the demons were merely fodder for her sword, or rather for the shadow of her sword.  Perhaps the demons were simply too stunned at first to react.  For many years, they had come to see the human females as no threat and merely meat for their sexual desires.  Finally, some of them began to recover from their shock and attack Sonja, but they were simply no match for her rage and skill.  A shadow boot connected with the jaw of one demon and sent it flying across the room to slam into a wall.  Sonja's shadow blade sang a song of death and the shadow demons began to flee.

A few of the demons had enough wits left to try and close the door behind them as they ran, but both Lara and Silve threw their bodies into the opening to keep it wedged open.  A minute later, the room was empty of demons.

"Good work," Sonja told the two women.  "A lot of them got away, so this isn't over yet.  Let's get the hell out of here now while the getting is good.  You saw how to kill them?" asked Sonja and the woman all nodded with grins almost as wicked as Sonja's with anticipation of some payback.

  Sonja handed her belt knife and those from her boots to Lara, Silve and Talia.  "Lara, I need you to guard my back.  Silve and Talia bring up the rear with the others between us."

The three women took the weapons and nodded their agreement.  Sonja quickly led the group of women out of the room into a wide corridor.  This building had apparently been a major meeting hall for the Alora and Lara quickly guided Sonja towards an exit.  A few of the demons tried to attack them and Sonja dealt with those quickly and efficiently.  Once, a demon tried to sneak up on the group and Talia's knife dealt with it which brought a cheer from the rest of the group.  They knew now that these things could be killed and they were capable of killing them.

* * *

Once outside, Sonja gathered the woman around her while still keeping a close eye out for the demons.  "Lara and Silve, take your people and get back to your strongholds.  Rouse your men and tell them what you have learned about killing these creatures.  Bring the men and the parts of the device that Cyr's parents made to that broken building," and she pointed with her sword to the building nearest Cyr's hiding place.  "Even if we can't get the device to work, we will launch an attack on the demons.  Best to hit them while they are reeling."

"It shall be done as you say Red Sonja," affirmed Lara and Silve and the two groups set off East and West to their strongholds.  Sonja herself strode quickly through the ruins until she came to the slab of rock that covered Cyr's hidden chamber.  She shoved this aside and hollared down the dark hole.  "Cyr this is Sonja, get your useless green carcass up here.  I have news."

A few minutes later, Cyr stuck his head out of the opening.  Ah, it is good to see your useless beige carcass again as well, my friend."

Sonja grinned at Cyr and slapped him on the back.  "I found out how to kill those motherfuckers and they are going to find out payback is a real bitch."  Sonja quickly explained her discovery and what she planned.  Cyr was a bit doubtful about his ability to activate his parent's device, but vowed he would try his best.  The two of them were still making plans a half hour later when the Aloran group arrived.

Lara strode along at the head of the group with a sullen looking Alwon beside her.  "I had to knock a bit of sense into him," explained Lara gesturing to Alwon.  "He immediately wanted to go back to the old ways and lock us mere women away."

"I still say this is a bad idea," grumbled Alwon.  "Women have no place in a fight and we should not be treating with savages like the Yenora."

"Savages?  It is the Alora who are savages," spat another voice and Sonja turned to see the Yenoran group arrive.  The speaker was of course Yenwon and he started to say more, but Silve reached up and actually grabbed his ear like she was dealing with a wayward child who had been lipping off to her.

"I thought I made it clear what would happen if you opened your mouth without first listening to what Red Sonja has to say," she demanded.

Yenwon subsided, but both he and Alwon stood there glowering at each other suspiciously with perhaps just a hint of commiseration for the sudden change in their wives.

That was when the demons counter attacked.  Several dozen of them poured over the rubble and there were shouts of alarm and dismay from the two groups, but only from the men Sonja noted. 

Sonja didn't wait for the demons but charged to meet them, the shadow of her sword swinging.  The swordswoman cut down several of the demons while the Aloran and Yenoran men looked on in astonishment. One of the demons jumped at Yenwon's shadow with talons extended and howled as Silve sunk her knife into it and it died.  That seemed to break the men of both groups out of their paralysis and drawing their weapons they rushed to support Sonja and the other armed women.  They took a few casualties in their inexperience, but as they learned how to fight the demons, the battle soon became a rout and the demons fled back towards their fortress. 

The men would have eagerly pursued their long time tormenters, but Sonja called them back.  "Leave them for now.  If we can activate the device Cyr's parents created, there will be no need to try stalking them in their own lair."

Alwon and Yenwon both hesitated, but then nodded their acceptance.  The two men were clearly not fully comfortable with taking orders from one who was both an outsider to their people and a woman, but they had seen her fight and a little doubt ate at their own long held beliefs.  The two leaders were obviously less thrilled about dealing with the abomination as they called Cyr, but the prospect of getting rid of the shadow demons permanently and an angry glare from Talia quieted their outbursts. 

The part of the device brought forward by the Alora was largely a tube shape, similar Sonja thought to the light tube that Cyr had used.  There were a number of other pieces attached to the tube, but after a little study, Cyr folded these out to make a three legged stand to hold the tube off the ground with one end elevated towards the sky.  The part of the device from the Yenora was much smaller and fitted at the lower end of the tube.  Cyr said it was the power supply and controls, though that didn't mean much to Sonja whose concept of high tech was a siege catapult.

Cyr looked quite relieved at first as he read the notes left by his parents about the device, but then he began to look more and more concerned as he read.  He also kept glancing at Sonja and then looking quickly back to the notes when he saw she had noticed him looking at her.  Sonja was used to being ogled, butshe was quite sure that wasn't what Cyr was doing.  He looked more concerned than lustful.

"So, what is the verdict?" Red Sonja finally asked Cyr when he stopped reading and stood there apparently lost in thought.

Cyr gave a rueful smile.  "My parents were sure the device would work, but they lacked one essential thing in order to make it work.  The device is to be aimed at the sun, or more precisely the glowing dot that circles the sun.  The device will neutralize the mechanism that allows the shadow demons to travel to our planet using our sun."

"So, what was the missing element and do we have it now?" asked Alwon who surprised himself by actually talking to the abomination in his eagerness to be rid of the shadow demons.

"Er, yes by fate or coincidence, we do," said Cyr.  The green skinned man glanced over at Sonja again before going on.  "According to the notes my parents left, the device can only be activated by a woman not of the Alora or Yenora who has been consecrated by both."

Sonja suddenly found everyone had turned to look at her again.  "So, I have to pull the trigger or whatever activates this thing?" she asked gesturing at the tube like device.

"Well, sort of," said Cyr looking suddenly nervous.  He pressed something at the lower end of the tube and with a whir, a rod like cylinder with a bulbous head slid into view.

Lara sniggered.  "Why, that looks like a man's ...." she trailed off and then gasped and looked over at Sonja with a sudden look of concern.

It took Sonja a few seconds to realize the significance of the object.  She had seen similar things in  the bazars, though normally only in very out of the way and discrete booths.

"You are saying that in order to activate the device, a woman must, er, impale herself on that thing?" she asked incredulously.

"A woman who is not Alora or Yenora," confirmed Cyr unhappily.  "You see, my parents had been hoping I would be female, so that I could activate the mechanism, but alas I turned out to be male. and so they could not use the device until another suitable female was found."  At this Cyr looked directly at Sonja.

While no one could accuse Red Sonja of being slow witted, it had taken until then to realize just who was going to have to activate the device and what that activation would entail.  "You have got to be fucking kidding," she growled.  "There is no way I am going to, going to ..." she trailed off unable to quite find a way to complete that sentence without resorting to the crudest of language. which she normally would not hesitate to use, but not at the moment in her state of shock.

"I am afraid there is more," said Cyr.  "The notes say the female must be consecrated by both Alora and Yenora.  The term consecrated here refers to an ancient ritual of purification that has not been performed for centuries."

"What?" asked Sonja.  "Do I have to fast for forty days in the desert or slay a dragon or what?"

Cyr blushed deeply, which meant his pastel green skin turned a much darker shade of green.  "It means that the female so consecrated must take the sexual juices of both the male and female into her body."

Sonja processed this statement for a moment and then started to open her mouth to protest and then closed it without uttering a word.  She processed it a little longer and repeated the open mouth and shutting sequence.  The warrior woman found herself hoisted on a paradox that her brain was struggling to resolve.  There was no way in hell that she wanted to do what seemed to be required of her.  On the other hand, it was the only way to save these people from the continued ravages of the shadow demons.  On the third hand and she was damned if she knew where that hand had come from, she needed the cum in order to create the jewel and activate the next gate so she could save Killia.  Maybe due to their strange nature, the rape by the shadow demons had not triggered the jewel formation and perhaps this "consecration" would do that.  All it required of her was to surrender all of her dignity!

Finally, the warrior woman gave a mighty breast heaving sigh that nearly popped her boobs out of her top.  "Allright, lets do this before I come to my senses."

Cyr looked at the two leaders and their wives now.  "The ritual must be performed by the leader of each race and their wife."

Now it was Alwon, Yenwon, Lara and Silve who looked less than happy, though the two women seemed to take it much better than their husbands.   Possibly, their years of violation by the shadow demons had removed much of their inhibitions.

"Well, I suppose she is not bad looking if you ignore her unnatural skin colour," grumbled Alwon.

"Yes, I suppose you are right," said Yenwon reluctantly.  "Her breasts are certainly magnificent."

"Very magnificent," agreed Alwon, cheering up slightly.  "So do you have a preference for an opening?" he asked his Yenoran counterpart.

At that, Sonja gave a start and looked from one leader to the other.  "Now, just wait a damn second, if you are talking about what I think you are talking about then the whole fucking deal is off!"

"I am afraid, both penetrations must be simultaneous for the ritual," said Cyr.

Sonja glared at the man for several seconds and then threw up her arms in resignation.  "Fine, fine, one of you fucks my ass and one of you fucks my pussy.  Toss a coin.  I obviously don't matter."

Several women were now stretching blankets and tunics on the ground next to the device and when they were done, everyone but Cyr, Sonja and the two leaders and their wives retreated to form a loose circle around the prepared area.  This made Sonja's jaw drop again and she turned to protest once more to Cyr, but he held up a hand to forestall her words.

"The ritual requires that it be observed by the assembled citizinry of both peoples," he said.

Sonja counted to ten several times before striding into the center of the space.  She unbuckled her sword and handed it to Cyr who took it gravely, but didn't draw it from its sheath, sensing perhaps its own special nature.  Sonja closed her eyes for a moment to gather her courage and moved her hands to the clasp of her bra top.  It's not like I haven't had to do this before, she reminded herself thinking back to her demon trials with the desert people of El Harrah.  Still, her fingers fumbled at the catch the first time before the top fell away and her massive, round, soft breasts popped into view and drew startled gasps of appreciation from the assembled watchers.  The swordswoman then slid her fingers into her bottom and yanked it down until it slid down her legs and she stepped out of it.  The sight of her bright red bush drawing more murmers from the crowd.  Oh great, I am a fucking freak show, thought Sonja as she stood there naked and defiantly refusing to try to cover herself with her hands as had been her first impulse.

Next, it was the turn of the two leaders and their wives, but they didn't seem as bothered by their nudity as Sonja was, perhaps because this was their native ritual and because of the importance of the procedure to their people.  Both Alwon and Yenwon already had erections and their cocks pointed unerringly at Sonja as they stood one in front and one behind her.  Sonja noticed with wry amusement that neither leader was quite as well endowed as the "abomination" was.  Lara and Silve stood on either side of Sonja and as Sonja had noted during their captivity, both were quite attractive with large, round breasts, but not nearly as magnificent as her own she thought with a flash of pride.  Silve's yellow breasts had large, erect orange coloured nipples, while the equally large and hard nipples of the blue skinned Lara were dark blue, almost purple.

Red Sonja wasn't sure exactly how the two leaders had decided on their preferences, but it was Yenwon who lay on his back on the ground and pulled Sonja back onto his cock.  The swordswoman felt the warm meat rub over her curvy ass and then slip between her cheeks and push at her anus.  Sonja gave a grunt as Yenwon's cock started to push into her ass, but the man was surprisingly gentle as he slid his length into her slowly, inch by inch.  When he was fully sheathed inside Sonja's rear entrance, Alwon lowered himself on top of the red haired woman and guided his dribbbling cock to her slit.  Sonja grunted again as she felt her pussy penetrated, but again Alwon went slow and took his time pushing his entire member inside her.

The three of them lay unmoving for a few moments, letting Sonja get accustomed to the double penetration and then both men began to slowly move their hips and slide their cocks in and out of Sonja's openings.

"I must admit that this is not nearly as unpleasant as I thought it would be," commented Yenwon.

"Agreed," said Alwon.  "I don't find it any different than being inside a female of the Alora."

"Yes, the feeling of my member in her ass is quite pleasant," said Yenwon.  "I hardly find her skin colour to be repulsive at all."

"And her womanhood feels very nice around my member as well," replied Alwon.  "In fact, I believe I have gotten the best of our bargain as her breasts feel quite marvelous under me.  Her nipples feel like two hot points on my chest."

"In case you two clowns have forgotten, the person you are talking about is right here listening to you," growled Sonja.

Both Alwon and Yenwon looked slightly sheepish.  "We are sorry Red Sonja," said Alwon.  "I am afraid that it is going to take some time for us to learn new habits."

"Such as treating women with a bit more respect," said Lara dryly as she gave her husband a cuff on the back of his head.

Alwon looked annoyed for a moment at this, but then simply nodded his head.  "Agreed," he said simply.

As the two men continued to fuck her, Sonja was wondering how the two women were going to enter into this ritual when they knelt on either side of her head and began to rub their clits and finger themselves as they watched their husbands fuck the red haired warrior.  Soon both women were moaning as loud as their husbands as they masturbated furiously.  As their wives moans grew louder and louder, the two men began to pick up their pace and began to thrust their cocks in and out of Sonja's pussy and ass with increasing speed and vigour.

Sonja knew there was no way the four could have practiced this ritual, but it seemed almost as if they had when they came.  The warrior woman felt two blasts of warm cum shoot into her body at almost the same time and in prodigious quantities as if both men had been saving up their sperm for years, which might indeed have been the case.

A few seconds after the men started to spurt inside her, the two women gave near identical screams of passion and inching closer to Sonja's face they began to squirt their juices all over her face while aiming at the woman's open mouth.  Sonja swallowed their offering and when all four had exhausted their reserves, they stepped back and pulled out of Sonja. 

One more indignity to go, thought Sonja as she got to her feet and staggered over to the device.  No one had better fucking laugh, she thought as she regarded the phallic like activation mechanism while cum dripped from her ass and pussy and she could taste the honey of the other two women in her mouth.  Gingerly, Red Sonja positioned her pussy lips over the bulbous head of the metal dildo and felt it slide inside her.  The metal felt cool and strange inside her, but the red haired woman ignored the sensation and began to slide herself up and down on it.  Sonja's large breasts swayed and jiggled as she fucked herself faster and faster on the metal rod.

Finally, with her eyes rolling back in her sockets, Sonja brought herself to a crashing orgasm as the leaders, their wives and the entire assembled crowd watched.  She barely had the sense of mind to reach down with her hands to press the button Cyr had indicated for her to press at the time of her climax.  There was a loud hum and vibration from the device and this sent new waves of pleasure through Red Sonja's body.  Orgasm after orgasm crashed over the warrior woman until she lost touch with her surroundings in a tidal wave of pleasure.

After nearly ten minutes of continuous orgasm, Sonja fell back off the device into Cyr's arms and the crowd began to cheer wildly.  Nice of them to  appreciate my climaxes so much thought Sonja groggily, but then realized they were cheering at the light.  To be precise, they were cheering at the increasing sunlight as the black cleared from the disk of the sun and normal yellow sunlight streamed down on the planet for the first time in nearly forty years.

Somewhere from the direction of the shadow demon's fortress, a terrible howling could be heard.

Cyr laid Sonja gently down on the blankets and cloaks covering the ground, but suddenly a paroxym of pain shot through Sonja's pussy.  The woman was dimly aware of the concern on Cyr's face, but having gone through it once, Sonja knew what to expect and fishing inside herself, she pulled out the new jewel, a shining black diamond.  As before, Sonja licked it clean of her own juices and touched it to the silver chain around her neck where it bonded to join the ruby from the desert world.

Cyr alone saw this as everyone else was busy wildly cheering and dancing under the brillian sunlight.  "So, you did not mind the ritual so much then?" he asked as he leaned over Sonja.

Sonja thought for a second and then shook her head.  "No, I didn't."  Then another thought occurred to the red head.  "Just how much of that ritual was really necessary.  I didn't just fall off the hay cart yesterday you know!"

"Well," admitted Cyr with another smile.  "The activation method was necessary due to the design of the device.  The consecration part was not so much required, but it was in the notes left by my parents.  I did tell you they were perverts?  Though that is not the full story either.  They felt that the performance of the ritual might break down some of the silly barriers between the Alora and the Yenora."

Sonja and Cyr paused to look at the celebrating people, who were hugging and slapping each other on the back without regard to the colour of their skin.  "Seems to have worked," muttered Sonja as she got to her feet and began to dress.

"I am sure there will still be difficulties ahead in our race relationships and in rebuilding our planet," said Cyr, "but I think we have made a good start.  I do, however, apologize to you for my deception.  In my defence, I did remember what you told me about your need for male seed to create your jewel, so I took some liberties with your dignity without asking your permission."

Sonja surprised herself by slapping the man on his back.  "Forget it.  You did what you thought was right for your people, and you were right about what I needed as well."

As Sonja buckled on her sword and gathered up the knives the women had returned and sheathed them, she saw the now familiar outline of a gate forming in the air.

"Goodbye my friend.  I wish you and your people well," cried Sonja as she turned and leapt through the portal.


 End of Part Three


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The semi-original version...

Once more Red Sonja experienced the flashing, spinning, vertiginous passage through the gates.   The warrior woman took a deep breath and concentrated on the sensations and when she felt just the slightest change she orientated herself so she came through the gate on her feet with her sword drawn.  No one was going to take her by surprise on her emergence from the gate this time.  Still half blinded, Sonja felt dirt and gravel crunch under boots and she swung her sword in a wide arc, finding no resistance.  When her senses cleared, she found herself alone in the ruins of a city with nary a soul in sight.  

"Hmmmph," snorted Sonja as she sheathed her sword and took a more careful look around her.  The ruins had the unmistakable look of a hundred cities Sonja had seen after a war.  Whether the war was won or lost it was often hard to tell the difference, but this city had seen a war and now nature was slowly reclaiming it.

As Sonja started to move around the ruins, she began to sense that something was wrong, but was unable to put a finger on it.  Puzzled, Sonja stopped and gazed around in suspicion, but there was nothing to be seen except the ruins and the long shapely shadow her body cast along the rubble strewn ground.  My shadow, thought Sonja with a start.  It had been twilight when she had landed in this hell and it should now be full dark, but there was her shadow looking the same as when she had first arrived.  Looking up into the sky, Sonja could see no sign of the sun and as she continued to explore, there was no change in her shadow.  This hell was locked into some type of perpetual twilight.  Never a sunset to bring the shiver of fear that everyone fears at the coming dark.  Never a sunrise to bring hope back to men and women.  

Not knowing why, Red Sonja drew her sword again as she continued to explore the ruined city.  There was no sign of life until she reached the outskirts of the city when out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of furtive movement.  Pretending she had not seen it, Sonja continued to move through the ruins, watching for signs of movement.  All together she counted eight forms shadowing her among the tumbled wreck of the city.  This stalking could go on for a long time so she decided to see if she could draw her stalkers into the open.  Red Sonja stopped and sheathed her sword and stood in the middle of an open space with her arms crossed over her bountiful chest.  "I know you are out there.  I mean you no harm.  Come out and talk to me." 

There was silence for several seconds then Red Sonja thought she caught the sounds of voices whispering.  The whispering went on for a minute or two before eight scruffy figures emerged from hiding.  At the sight of them, Sonja relaxed slightly.  None of them carried weapons other than what looked like hunting knives and snares and all looked to be in their late teens.  They were boys on the verge of becoming men.  

"Who are you?" asked one of the boys, the one who appeared to be the oldest and the leader of the group.  

"My name is Red Sonja, I am a stranger in your city.  Can you tell me what happened here? Where are your parents?" 

"You don't know about THEM?" asked the boy, his eyes widening in surprise.  

"Who are THEM?" asked Sonja, giving the pronoun the same emphasis the boy had accorded it.  

The boy looked around at his companions and then seemed to come to a decision.  "It is not safe here.  Please come with us to a place where we can talk." Red Sonja nodded and gestured for him to lead the way.  The boy turned and quickly led the way through the ruins until they came to a staircase leading down into the ground.  The entrance had been cunningly covered with rubble and after the leader produced a torch, lit it and led Sonja down the stairs, the other boys could be heard behind her covering over the entrance.  

At the bottom of the stairs, Sonja found herself in a large chamber that despite her expectations was quite clean and roomy.  It was almost like the boys could still hear the echoes of the their mothers, telling them to keep their rooms tidy in the way that mothers everywhere seemed to do.  

"My name is Aaron," said the leader as he turned to face Red Sonja and he introduced the other boys as they filed into the chamber one at a time.  Breck, Dorval, Faruk, Horace, Jokal, Kain and Mirwald." 

"Are? Are you a woman?" asked Mirwald as his eyes slid over Sonja's curvaceous body.  "I have never seen a woman before, except maybe my mother and I barely remember her."

Sonja arched en eyebrow.  It had been a long time since anyone had to ask her if she was a woman or not.  The evidence was right there in front of her! 

"Tell me what happened here." saidSonja.  "A war?" 

"I guess you could call it that," replied Aaron as he gestured Sonja to be seated on one of the neatly made piles of bedding.  "I am the leader of us and so I must tell you what happened.  This was a good city, a good world.  It was not a paradise.  People disagreed with each other, shouted, had arguments, but for the most part it was a peaceful place.  Then one day THEY came.  Something happened to the sun.  It turned all black like a coal and then it seemed to open up and THEY poured out of it in great numbers.  The adults were very frightened.  They didn't know what was happening or what THEY were.  Then they started to attack.  The adults used every weapon they had, but nothing seemed to affect THEM and much of the city was destroyed in attempts to defeat our attackers.  

"Their weapons had no effect on the creatures?" asked Sonja.  "What manner of creature were these?" 

Aaron shuddered.  "Demons," he whispered finally.  "Shadow demons.  We call them that because that is what they appear like.  They are shadows and no weapon could touch them, and the way they attacked...." Aaron broke off again and took a moment to regain his composure.  "They do not attack you, they attack your shadow.  Everything that they do to your shadow though you feel.  They ripped my father's shadow into pieces and he died screaming as if it were being done to him...slowly.  What they did to my mother, I can not bear to describe." 

Red Sonja shuddered at the boy's obvious pain.  "How long ago was this? HOw have you and your friends managed to survive?" asked Sonja trying to steer the conversation to less painful ground.  

"It has been ten, maybe eleven years since THEY came.  THEY can not attack the shadows of children," explained Aaron.  "Only when your body completes 'the change', do the demons gain power over your shadow.  A few months ago, I lost my best friend to the demons.  One day they could not touch him, the next day they, they...." Aaron broke off and looked away.  

"The change?"asked a puzzled Sonja.

"You know," replied Aaron.  "When the voice deepens and a man must shave every day."

The change must mean puberty realized Red Sonja..  All children had the normal problems of puberty to deal with, but to these children it loomed as a death sentence.  As Red Sonja mused on the horrible fate of this world, and what it might mean for her mission, she felt a hand on her left breast.  Startled Sonja looked down to see one of the boys (Breck?) touching her tit.  Normally, Sonja would have cut off the hand of anyone who dared to touch her breasts without permission, but she controlled her anger and gently removed the hand.  "That is not a polite thing to do to a lady," she admonished the boy.  

Breck looked abashed.  "I'm sorry.  It is just that you look so different, and they looked so soft," he gestured to her breasts.  "I just had to touch them.  I am sorry." 

Red Sonja grinned at the boy and ruffled his hair.  "No harm done, but it is better not to touch a woman there unless she asks you too!" 

"Alright," agreed the boy breaking into a smile that nearly broke Sonja's heart.  

"One thing I don't understand though," said Sonja turning back to Aaron.  "Where are the girls.  All I see here are boys, I mean young men," she amended when she saw the slight look of hurt in Aaron's eyes.

"The girls?" he echoed.  "Girls go through the change earlier than do boys.  We heard that perhaps there were a few girls left on the other side of the city, but it has been a couple of years since we have seen any girls.  They may all be dead, or even worse, carried off by the shadow demons."

Red Sonja nodded her head thoughtfully.  Girls did hit puberty sooner than boys.  Goddess, these boys were going through puberty and not a girl in sight!

"Ok, everyone," broke in Aaron.  "Time for bed.  Don't forget to brush your teeth and wash behind your ears.  If you don't....." he trailed off.  

"If we don't," the demons will get us piped up Mervold..  

"That's right," asserted Aaron and he turned to Red Sonja.  "You are welcome to stay with us Red Sonja.  We have an extra bed where....we have an extra bed," he broke off sadly and gestured to a neatly kept pile.  

"Thank you," accepted Red Sonja as she stretched out on the bed offered to her.  As she watched, one by one the boys returned from a small room off the main chamber and were inspected by Aaron.  Mervold had to be sent back to do a better job behind his ears.  The boys settled down on their beds, but the lights were all kept on.  

"Down here, with all the lights on there are no shadows," explained Aaron.  

Red Sonja settled down to sleep, but tossed and turned as her thoughts seethed within her.  How could she fulfill her mission? That bastard Taurus had told her that the only way to acquire the gem she needed was by being fucked enough times by whatever creatures inhabited the hells he sent her too.  Without the gem, she could not escape this hell to make it to the next hell and eventually to the last hell where she could rescue Killia.  What madness had prompted her to undertake this quest for someone she had just met? In her thoughts, Red Sonja thought she heard the voice of her goddess whispering to her.  "Not madness Sonja, but love.  It makes men and women do the strangest things.  It is often painful, but very much worth it." 

Those thoughts hardly calmed Sonja's nerves.  Love? How could she, Red Sonja, by far the mightiest warrior alive (well maybe that bastard Conan came close), be in love and with another woman at that? It was unnatural.  It was unthinkable.  It was also quite true! 

Sonja's thoughts were suddenly disturbed by the booming of thunder outside and startled yelps from several of the boys.  "I'm scared," moaned Mervold.  "Sonja can I sleep with you? Often the demons come out and search for us when it storms like this!" 

Sonja didn't realize she had any motherly instincts, but her heart went out to the boy who was so close to being a man and she gestured for him to lie down beside her.  "Me too?" asked Breck hopefully and he snuggled down on the other side of Sonja as the storm continued to rage outside.  As Sonja lay there with the warm bodies of the two boys pressed against her on either side, she made a startling discovery.  These "boys" were definitely going through "the change" because she could feel two hard young cocks pressing against her! The excitement of the storm and of meeting a woman for the first time, even if they didn't know what a woman was, along with close contact seemed to have aroused them without their even knowing why.  

"What's happening to me?" whispered Breck.  "It has never gotten hard like that before!" 

"Sshhhhhh, it is nothing to be frightened of," whispered Sonja.  "It is perfectly natural." For her part, Sonja's heart was pounding in her chest.  In a world without adults, it appeared that these boys on the verge of reaching manhood were her only method of completing her quest.  The thought sickened her and yet excited her at the same time.  What kind of a slut would it take to seduce a bunch of teenaged boys? Did she have any choice but to become that kind of a slut? She could rationalize it by saying that she doubted the boys would mind, but they were too naive and trusting to know better.  What she was thinking of doing was wrong, despicable and perhaps necessary.  Slowly, very slowly so as not to alarm the boys, Sonja moved her hand down until she found the bulges in the boys pants and gently rubbed them.  Both boys gave soft moans of pleasure at her touch.  

"That feels good," murmured Mervold.  

"Yes," agreed Breck.  "Please don't stop Sonja." 

By now the other boys had gathered around to watch what was going on and Sonja could see the bulges growing in all their pants.  Sonja knew she should stop this now, but perhaps it was already too late.  The boys, no make that young men, were all becoming very excited and now she owed it to them not to be the cock tease she had heard other women called.  Sonja swallowed hard and looked all the boys in the eye.  

"Would you boys like to see what a woman looks like without any clothes on?" 

None of them could speak, but eight heads nodded an affirmative.  They all very much wanted to see Red Sonja naked.  Their eyes shone with a lust they didn't have a name for as they watched Red Sonja stand up and reach behind her back.  She undid the clasp on her blue metal bikini top and let it fall to the ground, her large firm breasts standing out proud and exposed, her large nipples hardening in the cool night air..  

"Do you like what you see?" asked Sonja, running her hands over her full breasts.

"Very much," croaked Aaron and the other boys nodded in mute agreement.

"You can touch them now if you want Breck," said Sonja to the boy she had admonished earlier.  He hesitated for a second then his young hands were nervously touching and stroking her breasts.  

"They feel so nice," he managed and Sonja smiled at him.  

"Can I?" asked Kain and Sonja saw the question mirrored in the eyes of all the other boys.  

"Yes," replied Sonja.  "You may all touch them.  There is enough of these puppies for everyone to get a feel." For the next several minutes, the eight boys gathered around Red Sonja fondling her tits while their bulges grew bigger and bigger.  Then while the boys watched, Sonja lifted first one breast and then the other to her mouth and sucked on the nipples.  "Now you try that," she told Aaron and Dorval, who with a bit more prompting began to lightly lick and suck on her now erect nipples.  The sensation drew a moan of pleasure from Red Sonja who couldn't help but think that she was behaving like a cheap whore with her actions.  Still she didn't make any move to stop the boys and they all took turns nuzzling her large boobs.  

After several minutes of this, Sonja gently pushed the boys mouths from her tits and slid her fingers under her bottoms and as the boys watched, she tugged them down to stand there naked except for her boots.  

"She doesn't have one!" exclaimed Horace pointing at her red bush.  

"No, I don't," agreed Sonja.  Women don't have cocks.  "That is what they sometimes call those hard things in your pants!" 

"But why don't women have them?" asked Mervold curiously.  

"Because, we have these," replied Sonja standing with her legs spread and reaching down between her legs to part her pussy lips so the boys could get a good look.  "These are called pussies, and your cocks are designed to go into them." By the goddess, thought Sonja as she stood still to let the boys get a good look at her pussy, I am giving a sex lesson to a bunch of horny boys who have never seen a naked woman before! 

"Can I put my cock in there then?" asked Breck wide eyed.  

Sonja gulped and kept her smile on her face.  "Yes Breck you may," she replied as she lay down on her bed and spread her legs.  This is just plain sick she thought to herself, but she watched with increasing interest as Breck and the other boys removed their clothes and she saw their hard young cocks.  Aaron was the biggest but he was only about seven inches so none of them was likely to stretch her overmuch, especially after she had dealt with the huge dicks of the sand demons.  

Panting, Breck knelt down between Sonja's legs and awkwardly crawled up on top of her afraid of hurting her.  Sonja could feel his hard cock dribbling precum on her leg as he settled his slight weight on top of her.  Sonja reached down and grasped the hard young cock in her hand and guided it towards her pussy.  I just can't fucking believe I am doing this was all that kept going through her mind even up to the instant where Breck's cock head slipped inside her and with a tug from her, his whole cock slid inside her.  

"Ok, now slide your cock in and out of my pussy," directed Sonja to the boy who was unsure of what to do next.  "It is called fucking.  Now fuck me Breck.  Fuck me with your hard cock!" Awkwardly, but with great enthusiasm, Breck began to buck his hips and drive his cock in and out of the red headed woman under him.  The pressure of her pussy walls on his cock was giving him incredible pleasure, more pleasure than he had ever dreamed off before.  Then without warning he felt something spurt out of his cock as the pleasure reached a crescendo and he collapsed onto the naked woman panting heavily.  

"What happened?" he asked softly.  

"That is called an orgasm," Sonja informed him.  "When a man has an orgasm, he shoots a liquid called cum into a woman." 

"It sure felt good," replied Breck.  

"I bet it did," smiled Sonja as the boy withdrew his now flaccid cock from her and stood up.  

"I'm next," shouted Aaron staring eagerly at the naked woman lying in front of them, liquid trickling down her inner thighs.  

"Then me," exclaimed Kain and the others quickly asserted their positions.  Oh my, was all Sonja could think.  I have really stuck my foot in it this time she thought.  

"You don't have to wait too long," Sonja said to the boys who were last in line.  "I can handle more than one of you at a time." When the boys looked puzzled, she smiled at them.  "You can put your cock in any opening that a woman has, not just her pussy." When the boys still gaped at her without understanding, Sonja had Aaron get on top of her and with the deft touch of her fingers, she guided his hard cock into her snatch.  Then she gestured to Kain to come kneel by her head.  Red Sonja opened her mouth wide and gestured for the boy to put his cock inside.  Understanding at last, the second in command eased his cock between Sonja's soft full lips and she ran her tongue over his swollen cock head.  The boy gasped in pleasure and automatically slid more of his hard dick into Sonja's mouth until soon the whole thing was inside and his balls banged on her face.  Nice fuzzy little balls thought Sonja as she began to deep throat the boy while she felt Aaron begin to stroke his cock in and out of her pussy as he had seen Breck do.  Neither boy could contain themselves very long and soon Red Sonja had a load of warm sticky cum filling up her mouth and another load in her pussy.  

Red Sonja spent the next couple of hours educating the boys about sex.  She knew she was hardly an expert, but compared to these boys she was a raging nymphomaniac.  She was still having an ethical problem about doing this.  Was this rape? Was one woman raping eight boys? Men, she corrected herself.  These boys are all old enough to be called men, they just had never had a chance to experience sex with a woman before since there were none.

Shelving her ethical dilemma for a while, Sonja knelt on the floor with her ass in the air and motioned Mervold to get behind her.  "You can put your cock in any hole a woman has," she encouraged him as she felt his cock finally rub against her ass.  "Shove it in my ass Mervold, fuck my ass boy!" Her big tits dangled down, rubbing on the floor as Red Sonja moaned and encouraged the boy to fuck her harder which.  He did until he shot his load into her ass just as another boy standing in front of her came and splattered her red hair and face with his cum.  Red Sonja pulled the leaking cock towards her and stuffed it in her mouth as it continued to spurt.  

After the first go around, the boys were hard again and this time not as quick to cum so they had the chance to better savor the woman they were fucking.  Aaron watched in amazement as the woman knelt in front of him taking his cock into her mouth and bobbing her head up and down on it like it was some type of candy.  In and out his cock slid.  Her mouth was so warm and wet and it just felt so good as her tongue ran around his shaft and her lips locked tight on his dick.  "I am going to cum," he shouted as Sonja had taught him and he felt the liquid gush out of his cock into her waiting mouth.  She swallowed every drop she could, except for the bit that trickled out of her mouth and onto her big boobs.  

"I want to try....what did you call it again Sonja? Tit fucking?" asked Horace as he straddled her massive jugs and rubbed his cock on them.  

"Do it baby," encouraged Sonja.  "Fuck my big titties until you cum all over them." Sonja took her boobs in her hands and wrapped them around the boy's throbbing meat and watched him slide it in and out of the deep valley.  As the head slid up to her mouth, Sonja stuck out her tongue and licked the tip.  Horace's eyes were rolling back in his head as he moaned with pleasure and then with a cry he exploded and shot his semen all over Sonja's massive breasts.

The fucking went on like this for the rest of the night or what Sonja thought of as night in this world of perpetual twilight until finally she and the eight boys fell asleep exhausted in one big pile on the floor.  

In the morning (or at least many hours later), Red Sonja awoke feeling rather ashamed of her wanton behavior with the boys.  Still, she had to admit the sex had been very exciting and the boys had obviously enjoyed it.  On the other hand, she felt no sign of the jewel forming yet, so her time in this hell was not over yet.  Was she going to have to seek out other bands of survivors until she had accumulated enough cum to trigger the jewel formation? The idea was both a bit daunting and a bit exciting at the same time, a fact that troubled Sonja more than a bit.  

The boys were reluctant to see her go and afraid for her safety.  She reassured them that she would be careful and would return to them if she could.  

"I...., I mean we," said Aaron looking at the other boys as he spoke, "we all enjoyed fucking you last night Red Sonja.  If the shadows get us today, then at least we had the pleasure of being with you last night." 

Red Sonja blushed and gruffly gave each of the boys a quick hug before turning away and striding away across the ruined city.  Perhaps she could find a way to rid the city of the shadow demons, but how to accomplish this totally escaped her at the moment.  

A couple of hours after parting from the boys, Red Sonja caught her first glimpse of the shadow demons.  A few blocks away, she saw black forms flitting among the ruins and she quickly crouched behind a half ruined wall to watch.  It sent a shiver through her body to see what looked like shadows moving around with nothing to cast them.  They didn't walk so much despite their humanoid form as they did glide and crawl over the ground.  The demons appeared to be searching through the ruins, probably looking for survivors like the boys.  Carefully Sonja trailed along behind the black blobs, trying to figure out some way in which to fight them? How could you fight something you couldn't punch or cut with a sword? 

Deep in thought, Red Sonja was startled to feel a pair of hands suddenly cupping her breasts.  Without looking, she smashed her elbows backwards expecting to have them smash into the imbecile who thought he could cop a feel of her tits.  There was no such impact and when Sonja looked down she could not see the hands, though she certainly could feel them kneading her breasts like a couple of loaves of bread.  With a sudden sense of alarm, Sonja spun around and saw her shadow being molested by one of the demons.  The thing had snuck up behind her and was now fondling her shadow's big tits.  Red Sonja moaned softly as the shadow demon continued to maul her shadows' tits.  The boys were right, you felt everything that was done to your shadow like it was being done directly to your own body.  Angry at this violation, Red Sonja drew out her sword and cut at the shadow demon molesting her, but as the boys had told her, weapons were useless against the shadows.  Sonja watched in horror as the shadow demon slipped its talloned hand into her shadow's bikini bottom and she gasped as it felt like her clit was being rubbed hard by the thing.  Moaning, Sonja collapsed to her knees in the ruins, and now she saw dozens more of the shadows slithering across the ground towards her! 

Red Sonja stumbled to her feet and tried to run away from the onrushing black tide of shadow demons, but she was unable to coordinate her legs as she felt several fingers of the shadow demon slide into her shadow's pussy and begin to finger fuck it.  "Ahhhhhh," moaned Sonja and collapsed to her knees again as a wave of pleasure broke over her and then the demons were on her.  Or rather they were on her shadow.  There was nothing the beautiful warrior woman could do but watch as the shadow demons swarmed over her shadow.  They ripped at her bikini armor and even as the shadow armor came off to reveal the curved and busty shadow of Red Sonja, her real armur fell off to leave her lying in the street naked.  Again, Red Sonja tried to get to her feet and flee, but the demons had hold of her shadow's arms and were stretching it out on the ground in a spread eagled position, their hands running all over it.  To the real Sonja, it felt like twenty pairs of hands were caressing her body, stroking every inch of it.  

Red Sonja watched, tears running down her face in anger, fear and frustration as she saw the shadow demons suddenly produce huge thick shadow cocks.  Every cock was at least twelve inches long and some significantly bigger than that.  In slow motion, Red Sonja watched one of the shadow demons approach her shadow, its legs stretched wide by the demons holding it.  The demon gave a very real laugh and it plunged forward, sliding its cock to the hilt in her shadow's pussy in one fell swoop.  To the real Sonja it felt just like a cock had been shoved hard into her pussy and she collapsed on her back unable to do anything more than writhe as the shadow demon began to pound her shadow with its huge slab of cock meat.  

The mighty Red Sonja had never felt so helpless in her life as she lay in the ruined city street, clad only in her boots.  There was nothing to fight, no attacker to cut or punch but her whole body heaved and bucked as her shadow was raped by the shadow demon.  Sweat poured down Sonja's body as the thing fucked her hard.  Then the spine of the shadow demon stiffened and a great scream echoed through the city as it came and poured a load of its cum into Sonja's shadow.  While not a drop of liquid touched Red Sonja's body, it felt like a quart of cum had been spewed into her pussy and was leaking out as the thing pulled out of her.  

There was no time to recover, however, as Sonja felt a pair of hands seize her hips and force her onto her hands and knees, ass in the air.  Clawed hands slapped her shadow ass and Sonja felt the sting as if it were real as she lay in the dirt, mind reeling.  She felt a lot worse a few seconds later when the second shadow demon suddenly impaled her ass with its huge prick.  The thing grabbed Sonja's boobs and used them to pull her back to it as it rammed itself deeper into her ass.  When it was fully inside her, it began to pull her forward using her tits and then slamming her back into it in a piston like motion.  The real Sonja felt every thrust, every tug as if it were her ass and tits being so abused.  Sonja grunted and moaned with every thrust of the shadow demon into her shadow.  Powerless and frustrated beyond belief, Red Sonja could only watch and moan as her shadow was fucked hard up the ass and then again there was that sensation of a massive load of cum being shot into her and her shadow collapsed onto the ground trembling.  

They say that humans are a violent and ruthless species, but the worst of them are mild mannered and polite compared to demons.  Even the most despicable of men might have felt a twinge of pity at the sight of the woman sobbing and trembling on the ground.  For the demons, however, it was just a beautiful sight that intoxicated them and made them want to fuck it more.  Shadow hands lifted Red Sonja's shadow and she was settled down onto another huge shadow cock that slid up her abused ass.  Hands held her shadow in place and another shadow demon completed a Red Sonja sandwich by driving its massive cock into her shadow pussy.  Sandwiched between the two huge thrusting cocks, Red Sonja's shadow bucked and writhed while the real Sonja lay gasping in the street as if it were her being double fucked.  Red Sonja's mind was close to overloading at the sensations flooding through her body but that just made the demons all the more excited.  A third demon rubbed its big slab of meat on her shadow's lips and then slammed it inside the gaping mouth.  To the real Sonja, it felt very much like a huge cock was sliding between her lips and down her throat.  In and out the three demon cocks drove.  The triple violation of her body was overpowering and for a while Red Sonja lost touch with reality as the three things raped her hard.  Only the sensation of three more huge loads of cum pouring into her brought her back to reality for a fleeting moment.  It really felt to Sonja as if a huge load of demon cum had just poured down her throat and she gasped trying to swallow it and breathe so she was not drowned in it.  

Utterly spent, Red Sonja could do nothing but lie there as she saw in horror that there were dozens more of the shadow demons clustered around her shadow.  Over the next several hours, her mind skittered around, in and out of consciousness as the pack of demons gang raped her over and over again.  How many times did they take her every hole? Twenty? Thirty? Forty? More? Probably anyone else would have fled the bonds of sanity at some point during that ordeal, but then those people were not Red Sonja.  She finally blacked out totally at the sensation of her face and tits being sprayed by a massive load of shadow cum, though in reality not a single drop touched her naked body.  

When Red Sonja finally regained consciousness, she was aware of figures gathered around her.  She came awake flailing at them but gentle hands held her until she could see clearly.  She was in a large dimly lit room, surrounded by a dozen or so scantily clad young women in their late teens.  

"What happened? Where am I? Who are you?" Sonja asked groggily as she sat up.  

"I fear that the demons got you," replied a solemn dark haired girl who looked a lot like Aaron.  "They can not touch your body, so they commanded us to come and bring you here to one of their lairs.  We," and at this she gestured to the other girls, "are their prisoners.  They keep us to satisfy their lust.  When they find survivors, they kill the boys if they can, but us they bring here to service them.  I think the boys are the lucky ones." 

"You haven't found anything that can harm them?" asked Sonja.  

"What can harm a shadow?" asked the girl.  

What indeed thought Sonja.  "What is your name girl? You look like someone I met recently." 

"My name is Ariana," said the girl wide eyed.  "I have a brother Aaron.  Is he still alive?" 

"Very much so," replied Sonja and she couldn't help but think of how alive Aaron had been the previous "night" when he had filled her mouth with is sweet creamy load of cum.  Red Sonja shook her head to rid herself of such distracting (but pleasant) thoughts and began to look around the room for a way out.  

"There is no way out except through that very sturdy door," said Ariana as if reading Sonja's thoughts.  "In a while, the shadow demons will return.  We think that they need a few hours to recharge themselves after each session, but they always come back.  Always.  Most of the girls can bear it for only a few years at most before going insane or killing themselves.  I don't know how much longer I can stand it," whispered Raakema.  

Red Sonja reached out and patted the girls hand.  "Keep up your spirits girl.  I don't intend to be these demons fuck toy for the rest of my life.  I am going to find someway to beat them!" 

"We brought your armor and your sword here," said Ariana in the voice of one who has no hope left.  "But they are useless against the demons.  They can touch our shadows and through them us, but we can do nothing to fight back." 

Sonja bolted upright at those words and drew on her armor.  "That is it Ariana! I think I know how to beat those mother fuckers." 

"What? I don't understand," said the confused girl.  But before Sonja could say anything more, the door to their cell opened and shadow demons began to pour in.  The girls shrieked and tried to draw away, but hands reached out to paw their shadows, throwing them down onto the ground.  One of the demons cackled and reached for Sonja's shadow, but this time she was ready for them.  With lightning speed she drew her sword but instead of swinging it at the demon she swung it so the sword's shadow cut at the demon.  The struck demon howled as the shadow sword sliced it in two and a feral grin crossed Red Sonja's face.  The ferocity of her grin was only exceeded by that of her shadow as the warrior's shadow reached out and pulled a demon off off Ariana where it had been fucking her shadow.  Red Sonja's shadow flung the demon into a pack of other demons and then she cut loose with her sword.  It took some getting used to on Sonja's part to swing her sword so it was the shadow that impacted the demons, but Red Sonja was nothing if not a fast learner.  The shadow demons, however, were rather slow to learn.  They leapt at the red haired warrior and died on her shadow blade.  

"This is for everyone you killed.  For every girl you fuckers raped!" raged Red Sonja as she laid about her with the ferocity that had been known to make entire companies of battle hardened mercenaries turn tail and run.  "Die you mother fucking little bastards!" And they did die.  The room turned into a slaughterhouse as Sonja showed no mercy to the shadow demons.  The last one bolted for the door in terror, but Sonja just drew the knive from her belt and flung it so the blade's shadow landed in the middle of the fleeing demons back with a most satisfying "chunk".  

It was only when the last demon had fallen that Red Sonja collapsed to the floor with pain shooting through her pussy.  Oh shit, she thought as she recognized what was happening to her again.  As the girls gaped in wonder, Sonja reached inside and pulled out the second of the ten jewels.  It was a black diamond and Sonja licked it clean before attaching it to the silver chain around her neck.  

"Occupational hazard," muttered Sonja as she stood up and the concerned girls gathered around her.  Red Sonja then led the girls out into the ruins and gave Ariana directions on how to find the boys.  "You know how to fight the things now," she told them.  "Tell the boys.  Together you can beat them.  You never have to submit to them ever again." 

"Won't you help us?" pleaded Ariana.  "We need your help!" 

"I would like to help, but I am afraid I don't have any choice in the matter.  Besides, you don't really need me.  Anyone who could survive those demons the way you did is plenty strong enough and your brother is going to make a fine man.  Together, I think you can reclaim your world." 

Ariana nodded and turning, gestured to the other girls to follow her.  Red Sonja watched them disappear among the ruins and then she heard a familiar voice.  

"My my, whatever did you do to collect enough cum in this hell full only of young boys and demons my dear Red Sonja?" 

Sonja turned and saw the floating image of Taurus as she had expected.  

"You know damned well what I did," stormed Sonja.  "I bet you even were watching and enjoying it." 

"Very much," admitted the wizard.  "You were definitely the best lay in the whole world my dear.  Tell me what did it feel like to seduce a bunch of innocent young boys? Did you like it when they sprayed their cum all over those big tits of yours?" 

Red Sonja flushed, but refused to be baited by the wizard.  "Just open the damn gate to the next hell wizard so I can get this over with." To herself, she promised once more that there was going to be a reckoning between herself and Taurus when this was all over.  A reckoning she doubted he would like.  

"As you wish, my dear Red Slut," mocked Taurus and with a gesture, a gate appeared which Red Sonja promptly stepped into.  

End of Part Three