05/18/2021  Truculant Scales Of Light And Dark - {SOLO 4}   "Bitch!" Vandala staggered as the death bringer cracked her across her jaw. As if cutting the heap of demon foot soldiers laying on the heap on the ground to her right, was not enough. Ducking in the path of a followed blow she punched upward to hit the huge enemy Kier in the gut. Groaning in discomfort she then too doubled backwards. Looking around Vandala spotted her dagger which she had dropped and then ran for it. Grabbing it just in time she gripped the handle then hit the ground face first as the Kier caught and tugged her ankle in a jerk toward her. "Where do ya think ya're going?!" Holding on to the dagger she felt the Kier lift her up into the air in a swirl as she slammed Vandala up against the wall. Sending her shield clattering to the ground. The stench laced breath of the Kier resembling the smell of a dead decaying animal assaulting her nostrils. "A feisty one huh Princess?!" Vandala's breaths were laboured from fighting, yet she could go on for hours to come. Centuries worth of experience in combat training and a decorated mentor served her well. Looking up into the blood shot eyes, all she could really make out in the dark as she spat. "Screw you!" The Kier laughed out loud into a cackle then slammed her back against the wall again with so much force that the wall cracked. Gripping the dagger she positioned it just beneath the heart of the Kier. The female death bringer's voice caressed her ear as she spoke in a lean. "How about I send you through hell by teaching you a lesson in manners and obedience sweetheart?" Then she licked over Vandala's cheek. The Valkyrie angel wrinkled her nose in disgust then she shouted. "YOU FIRST!" With which she jammed the dagger into the heart of the Kier with all the strength she had. The Kier dropped instantly as her own body too dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Looking down at the Kier as Vandala stood up she muttered. "Who's the bitch now?" Not bothering to check if the enemy was dead. Her only thought to get out of there and find the soul she had been searching for. Tucking the dagger into her armoured belt hugging her petite waist she stepped forward to retrieve her shield. Strapping it back into place instantly. A sudden mortal shriek tore through the air. Ducking slightly she followed the sound. Stopping in the shadows she listened. Peering around the corner she saw two mortals, a man and a woman struggling. A truck passed by behind her. Which after minutes had disappeared once again leaving the area quiet and unoccupied. She had no permittance to interfere. Sakkara had made to crystal clear that she was NOT to intervene in any situation that took place in the mortal realm. Except for finding the soul that slipped through the gate. She looked around. Watching the man and woman in the dark. Still trying to contemplate why in all that was holy she chose THIS fucking place to find the soldiers' soul. Turning on her heel she ran to the adjacent corner while her wings elevated and spread to their full width, ready to take flight.  When she dropped her wings beside her slightly as she glanced back at the Kier on the ground... Who was now missing. "FUCK!" Walking off she looked back to see that she was not being followed. She needed to get to the soul before that Kier returned to kick her ass around the globe one more time. Her quota was almost filled now. She was still walking when a huge hand gripped around her neck. Lifting her clean off her feet. Her eyes rolling in irritation as she realized she was now dealing with a reaper who was pissed at her for sending him to hell in a fight that took place decades ago. The Kier disappeared and a reaper took his place. Fabulous! Grabbing his wrists she looked into the fiery hollow pools that replaced his eyes in his head. Parting her lips she swiftly added with a sassy challenge laced smile. "Leviathan... Let's dance you and I....." 06: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

05/18/2021  To Alter The Sands Of Time - {SOLO 3}   “You are the best at what you do Vandala. You know that as well as I do. Why would you doubt yourself after you have proven over and over that you are a warrior.  Since you were born, this has been your destiny. To fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. To speak for those who have no voice. To decide for those who have no gall to fathom the responsibilities themselves. To defend your Kingdom and your lineage. Your bloodline has no room for weakness my child, for weakness itself is your downfall. You are Valkyrie. An angel of death. A soldier. Pride and Loyalty course through your veins and lace your very existence….” The words of her father and mentor bouncing in an echo against the walls of her mind… Taking a deep breath Vandala walked up the stone staircase leading to Anubis temple. Her long slim fingers of her right hand clutching the parchment that held content of an issued request to her presence . The seal of Anubis, God of the Dead staining the grain of the surface. Glancing around her in a habit of vigilance she continued on as her long blonde ponytail brushed the rim of her leather clad ass in an almost rhythmed bounce. Golden knee high boots framed the silhouette of her long shapely legs. A golden miniskirt forged of armoured malleable steel complimented her black leather tights. A corset of the same armoured steel protected her upper body. With lacing clasps adorning the sides where her ribcage lingered beneath. Bronze shoulder protection protruded like mushroom huts, both right and left. Now following down a long passage way pathed out before her. The angel’s sky blue pools scanned her surrounding as her mirrored thoughts of her reason for being here tugged at her mind. She had heard much of Anubis and despite having as much as dead souls in common, Vandala had never had the privilege of meeting the notorious God. Yet the angel grapevine had left little to the imagination. Whispers of his picture perfect façade often surfaced where females seemed to buckle at the knees at just the mention of the God’s name. Whether his features were as pleasing to the eye and as influential to certain tingling parts of the female body… Vandala would have to decide for herself.  She was one that fully believed in the mortal phrase, “Seeing is believing.” She was more interested in his achievement as a soldier and warrior. Having been the successor to the throne after the assassination and unceremonious murder of Osiris, God of the Underworld. Killed by his brother Set, out of malice. Myth still chimed that Anubis was in possession of the gifted organs of Osiris. Vandala’s dagger beautifully clung to her thigh in sheathed position as she moved in her trademark hip sway. Two twin swords nestled between her shoulder blades where her wings were neatly folded into place. Her free hand gripping the inner handle of her golden shield as it dressed her left arm. Approaching the huge iron doors leading to the throne room of Anubis . Two Pharaoh Hounds stood guard at the doors. Spears in hand while their gaze never left the approaching commander. Standing tall at a monstrous height of at least three times Vandala’s 5 ft 2 inch height. Stopping before the guards she was about to hand the scroll which would serve as an invitation personally depicted by the God himself… When the guard on the left swiftly added. “No weapons allowed in the presence of our King Anubis!” Vandala clutched her shield as her eyes mirrored tiny golden flames. “I have been summoned by Anubis personally.” Stepping closer in a rustle of his own adorned armour the same guard then continued. “We have rules here! If you don’t ….” His hostile demeanour was quickly interrupted by another stern male voice coming from behind Vandala. “Let her be! She is VALKYRIE!” The guard snapped around looking at the owner of the obviously superior voice reprimanding him for his unfortunate error. A tall soldier stepped in front of Vandala. Her eyes trailing over him swiftly as he continued. “Vandala… Your reputation precedes you. Hand-picked by Odin himself. It certainly is an honour my lady. I am commander of the elite Jaffa.” After his words had hit the air Vandala nodded in a slight bow of her head in her acknowledgement of what he said. Smiling slightly he stepped out of the way then added. “If you would just show us the mark of Odin’s personal guard, you may be granted free passage past the doors.” Without hesitation Vandala unclasped the golden cuff wrapped around her slim right wrist. Removing the protective cover she lifted her arm to show her branded sign. Very satisfied the guards stepped aside and the iron doors opened. Vandala lingered her gaze on the commander as she replaced her wrist cuff then walked past the guard that had been more than witty towards her, adding calmly toward him with a lift of her brow as she looked up at his towering frame. “I shall see you on the battlefield…?” She needed to say no more as anyone knew what the purpose of the Valkyrie was when it came to the battlefield. Sure that her message had sunk in to the guard. Walking on she made her way up a set of another six steps then found herself in the throne room.  Looking around at the displayed weapons and lineage as she awaited the God to grant her audience… 05: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

05/18/2021  To Fetch A Pearl From The Bowels Of Hell - {SOLO 2} "What do you mean she has been taken?! Did you not assess the area for possible danger before stepping onto the battlefield?!" Vandala shot a piercing glare at one of her higher ranked Lieutenants. Wrinkling her nose irritably she stepped closer never wavering her gaze from the obvious nervous laced green pools looking back at the Valkyrie commander. Laying her small hands on her slim hips in a grip she parted her lips once more. "What were you doing on the ground in the midst of a demon initiated battle, Zephira?" Pausing for a moment the blonde angel quickly replied to avoid any more anger tossed her way. "The coast seemed clear. Ophelia wanted to guide the fallen soldier to the afterlife. I thought it good initiative to follow suit. We had no idea that it would be an ambush. We all had our hands full. Once the dust had settled I noticed she was gone, we searched but to no avail." Vandala pinched her eyes closed at the repercussions this little mishap would now hold for her. She would need to step through the hellgate to retrieve her soldier. Fight Odin knows what... Explain all of this incompetence to the Blood Goddess. Taking a deep breath she turned to take a moment to not lash out at the Valkyrie standing before her. "Your initiative has served you well in the past Zephira. Alas this time around it has failed you immensely. Now one of our own has been carted off to hell. You know what this means right? We send demons to hell. Ophelia sends demons to hell. They will have a field day torturing her!" Turning to face Zephira, Vandala stepped forward. Taking hold of her shield she checked the dagger into place strapped to her thigh. The twin swords between her wings securely in place, as always. Pupils glistening in glittered gold she then continued. "Gather the army. Hold off the frontline as long as you can. Disperse the regiments across the globe to keep the raging battles under control and continue to do your duty in escorting the fallen heroes into Valhalla. Give me one day. If I have not returned by the next sunrise, you will need to come for us..." Stepping around the beautiful blonde soldier Vandala made her way toward the doorway. Thigh high golden boots masking slim calves and wrapping around shapely thighs. Tight tan coloured leather shorts hugging her rear while a fanned armour fashioned mini skirt wrapped around her tiny waste. A glitter decorated three quarter vest covered her upper body. Cascaded behind a golden chest plate. The malleable armour wrapped around her chest and back. Her long blonde ponytail brushing the rim of her ass as she walked in a hip sway. Copper shin pads glinted into the light as well as copper arm sheaths and wrist cuffs. "May the Gods be with you Commander." Vandala paused then nodded in a peep over her shoulder as she stepped outside. Looking around she spread her large white gold trimmed wings and hoisted herself upward into the air. Gripping her shield she swiftly made her passage through the portal to the hellgate. Fire and brimstone singed through the air while the smoke stifled her and burnt her nostrils. Landing onto the scorched earth with a loud thud she folded her wings into place as she stepped forward. "Who goes there???" A stern voice spat into the smoky surrounding. Vandala stepped into view as the red eyes set upon her seemed to light up in both surprise and wonder. "A Valkyrie  Commander? What do you seek? For here… Is this not a place where angels fear to tread?" The crossroads demon burst out into mocking laughter toward Vandala. Her eyes lit up in the same glitter gold flames as she retorted. "ENOUGH! I come in peace... However, if you would like to change that? Be my guest demon. You are wasting my time! Now let me pass!" The demon immediately swallowed his laughter. Sneering at the Valkyrie as he stepped aside. "You have one day Angel. A minute after you will not be permitted to leave. Now get on with it! Though do remember that not all within will be as 'friendly' as I am." Heeding his words, Vandala stepped through the gate and walked the path of heated rock. Flames licking higher than her height on either side of her. A sheen of perspiration shining upon her flawless skin. Fully alert to her surrounding. The arid barren lands stretching as far as the eyes can see. After a small distance she sensed the soldier in the far nearby. Making her way toward the built in tracking device which they all held within their blood. [Meanwhile ... ] "So beautiful you are sweet little angel. Ophelia is it...?" Licking across the cheek of the beaten Valkyrie. Her chest heaving as she fought to remain strong. A skill drilled into each and every warrior angel since birth. Moving her head to the side she accumulated a generous ball of saliva and spat it into the demon's face. Soon after a hard slap cracked across her face. Splitting her lip. Ophelia tugged at the chains of darkness that bound her. "BITCH! Do you have any idea how much fun I am going to have teaching you a lesson? You Valkyrie think you are so perfect. Untouchable. Invincible. Irreplaceable." Leaning in to speak close to Ophelia's face he then added. 'I am here to prove it different. You are mine now..." After which he stabbed Ophelia once with the Angel blade. Twisting it as her screams filled the air around them. Much to his enjoyment. Rubbing his free hand up along her body he then muttered. Dropping to his knees he dipped beneath Ophelia's torn uniform. Darting his tongue through her soft petals. Growling at the sweetness that laced his tongue. His hands gripping her thighs hard as he pulled them further apart. Ophelia still struggling to free herself through her growing weakness. "Don't touch me vermin! The Valkyrie will come for me!!!" The demon continued to lavish at the apex between her thighs. Sucking sounds filling the air along with Ophelia's disgusted protesting moans. Indulging deeper into her as he grew more and more anxious for more of her... "Mmmmm.... Fuck..... I've never tasted an angel... Or felt the warmth of angel walls wrapped around me. Screaming in pain as I force myself into your tight little body...Fee..." A voice from behind him cut his reminiscing short as he scrambled to his feet swirling around. "HEY UGLY!!! LET HER GO!" Vandala stepped into battle stance as she held her gaze to the demon. A very unpleasant view, she had to admit. One she had never encountered. Stepping one step closer she glanced past him in relief to see Ophelia was still breathing. Though the gaping wound in her side worried Vandala. The demon spat in displeasure as he added. "VANDALA! How did you find us? Or even get through the gate? Valkyrie are not welcome here! Prepare to join your whore friend over here. I have been wanting to fuck you for years!" Parting her lips Vandala spoke sternly. "If you want me? Come and claim me!" He needed only those words to set him off running toward her. "With pleasure!" Angel blade in hand he stormed at Vandala. The Valkyrie stood her ground firmly as she watched the demon stampeding toward her. Lifting her shield to block the stab of the angel blade toward her. Within the same moment knocking the demon off balance with a hard blow from her shield to his fat head. Turning she kicked his ass sending him staggering forward into the wall. Stepping back she watched his movements. Turning toward her again he growled in anger rushing toward her once more. Swinging a sickle about which he had pulled from a sheath strapped to his hip. Ducking to avoid a decapitating blow, Vandala mushroomed her shield above her head as she moved on her knees to spin out from beneath him. Dancing around as she prevented being hit by blows from him. Blocking off the stabs and dodging the fisting blows. All the while still keeping tabs on Ophelia who seemed to drift more and more out of consciousness. Not to mention that time was running out. The window was closing... Vandala and the demon continued to fight. Misconstruing his next step he succeeded in serving her a very hard blow that sent her reeling through the air to hit the wall and drop to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Ophelia screamed in concern. "VANDALA!" Yet it was not enough to defeat the Valkyrie commander, not in the least. Bouncing to her feet she met another blocked blow from the demon. Bending over backwards she dodged another slice from the sickle. Using the position to her advantage she slid down to split beneath the demon just as he was passing her. Slicing through his belly with her dagger she watched him fall to the ground. Spinning to her feet she swiftly wedged her foot on his throat. Looking down at him she stepped harder as he growled in pain. "Rape my soldier will you? I think not! COWARDESS SCUM!!!" After which she brought her shield down to cut his head clean off with the razor sharp edge. Grabbing a sword from between her wings she stabbed the demon in the heart. Watching his remains turn to ash. Turning to Ophelia she used her sword to cut the chains of darkness. Resulting in freeing her friend and fellow warrior. Her weak whisper sounding in Vandala's ear. "I...knew you would...come for me..." Gathering Ophelia's weapons, armour and the angel blade - which Vandala still needed to find out how the demon had acquired such a weapon. "Hush ... Come on love... Let's go home." Ophelia moaned at the pain as Vandala wrapped her arm around the brunette's waste while steering her. Looking for a clear spot she set Ophelia down. Kneeling beside Ophelia, Vandala spread her wings wrapping them around the both of them in a dome shaped shelter. Then within seconds they disappeared.... 01: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

05/17/2021  Stairway To Heaven - {SOLO 1} Her hands caressed up along his muscled thighs. Vandala's slender finger pads mapping out each abrasion and scar etched out on the Commander's skin. Cut muscles adorning a tall well-built frame. Soft dark curls laden upon the tattered military cushion beneath his head. The sounds of the battlefield echoing around them. Fire lighting up the shadows in the well decorated officer's personal tent. Small parts of daily hours that were taken to rest the body and eyes from the merciless raging battle that had to be fought every single day until the war's end. IF it ever did end... These times the Valkyrie took the opportunity of lavishing love and attention upon chosen officers in the army. Usually high ranked and obviously found deserving of such divine affection from an angel that was known to order the sickle of death over the wounded. Yet now she breathed life into the body of a male that was ridden with fatigue. Her tongue trailed along his skin leaving a heated path of feather light kisses. His soft murmured moans an omen of how much he would enjoy the coming attention that awaited him. Vandala rubbed her hands up along his thighs while her knees parted his legs wider. Crawling up between them she leaned forward to lick over the heavy sacks of white gold. The tiny built in factory workers that held the essence powerful enough to glue together a human. To add to the population in the form of human offspring. Nipping at the sensitive skin she followed her tongue up the grain that met the base of his phallus. The thick base rigid with veins stretching up the length. Her tongue followed suit and she licked up his length. Toying her tongue around the huge mushroom head that peeked from beneath a hood of skin. Her tongue prodding at the tiny exit hole perching in the centre at the tip. The action pulling forth a groan from the soldier. Latching her lips upon the head she sucked gently then nibbled the ribbed rim with her teeth. Luscious drops of pre cum laced her tongue. After which she sucked down onto him hard. She sucked so hard that his body almost doubled over and his deep chested moan rang into the tent. After a few well-placed latches of her full lips around his steel hard rod Vandala moved upward to rub her hands over his chest. Staying him back down to the bed beneath him. Placing his thigh between her thighs she held his gaze while she pressed her apex to his skin. Dragging herself up along his leg to leave a generous glistening snail trail to stain his skin. Sitting up his hands flew to her tiny frame in a grip to her waist. He had no idea who this female was. She had just appeared and offered him something that was not found easily - intimacy. With one swift movement Vandala was lifted to straddle the Commander. Hovering above the pole that longed to be planted deep within her body. The long blonde curls gently tickling the two sacks of essence that so badly needed release. Lifting her hand she cupped the back of his neck to keep his eyes to hers and to keep him straight and erect. Inching her entrance over the huge tip her lips parted in a soft whimper. Moving down further she took his entire magnificent size inside her. Gasping loud as her body adjusted to his fit. Her tight sheath stretching around him while soaking him in sweet lubricant. Her hips began to move in rotation as he slid straight into her core. The painful pleasure searing through her body. His hips complimented her moans by edging upward into her in a deep well placed flex of her centre. Leaning back slightly her fingers laced behind his neck for support while her body met each thrust evenly. Their bodies now kissing. Soon their skins were covered in a sheen of perspiration. Moans and grunts filled the air. Vandala tightened her walls around the stake impaled inside her in a tugging coax. Lips latched onto her nipples and teeth tugged at her in a nibble while hard sucks followed. All the while the body of the angel writhed in massaging circulation atop the male mortal. Her ass cheeks rippled in slight bounce and jiggle as she jammed herself down onto his phallus. The signs of his approaching climax more visible. The lips lavishing upon her coral tips soon releasing her. His chest began to heave and his grip on her hips tightened in a hold of Vandala's position on top of him. Holding her down and in place while a loud moan sounded from the strong chest. Her own breaths began to appear faster. Rotating faster on top of him she rode him hard. Within moments her orgasm ripped through her tiny frame, spreading her large wings in release behind her. A pissing squirt of nectar drenched his phallus and coated his testicles. She had barely flooded her release when the Commander followed. Moaning loud in release as he stabbed into her core shooting thick shards of cum into her core. Painting her walls with his essence. He continued to thrust into her repeatedly until he was spent while Vandala rode his love pole until her own blissful euphoria had passed. Licking into his mouth she kissed him deeply. After which a blinding white light surrounded them resulting in the angel disappearing into thin air. Leaving the Commander not only wonderfully spent but fabulously satisfied... Would he live another day? Would he see another night? No one knew... She did. 08: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

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