Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

[lurker]

((For those that are keepin track of Kiriana's exploits, this is what ya DIDN'T see of her adventures. More or less a prequel to the start of the RP thread...))

Kiriana emerged from the dark stairwell to a sandy arena. There was a sun in the sky, but not The Sun. It was bright green, and gave a rather... Unpleasant feeling. The arena was circular, but in a square around the edges were four pillars, each of which were marked with demonic runes. Other than that, there was little to note, other than the portcullis which slammed in place behind the bunnygirl And the fact that the walls surrounding walls were incredibly high, and completely vertical, for at least fifty meters.
Kiri adjusted her Red Mage's garb, glancing up at the green sun as she shuddered a bit. It gave her a bad vibe either way, still, she approached the ruins, the staff in her hand held ready just in case something jumped out at her, with a trusty rapier on her hip just in case the staff would fail
Before she had gone a dozen steps into the surprisingly cool arena, Kiriana would hear a deep, throaty, but still feminine cackle emanating from above her. The laugh seemed to echo far too much for such an open area, considering the arena was at least a hundred meters in diameter, and seemed to be coming from the top of one of the pillars to her side...
Kiri tensed a bit, already gripping the tool of magic ahead of her as she neared it, trying to squint at the top of the pillar to try and expect what she was up against...
Sitting atop the pillar, barely distinguishable at the range, was what looked like a human. Or... Something like a human. It was a bit hard to tell, but they seemed rather bulkier, that which would soon be explained as the figure fell off of the pillar, spending a second or so in free fall before a pair of jet-black, leathery wings opened up behind them, enabling a quick, but safe decent to the ground, resulting in a massive dust cloud when it landed.
As the figure landed, Kiri lowered the edge of her hat to catch the most of the dust that fell into her face, as she then slid it up again to take a better look at the other creature. "What the heck are you?" she queried, still keeping her staff ready.
As the dust settled, another cackle was heard. "Take a look, make a guess!" a female voice said, and with a gust of wind, the dust flew away from the pair, enabling Kiri to see a very large figure. It looked like a human woman gone wrong. She was at least six and a half feet tall, and had snowy white hair in a bun of sorts, with spiked styling around her tapered ears. The broad grin on her face revealed two very long, sharpened canines, and a pair of glowing, blood red eyes, with no easily determinable pupil, just solid color. Two horns sprung from her forehead, with the massive wings now folding behind them. She wasn't wearing much, and what there was, wasn't friendly Armour, nothing but battlegear. A breastplate, which covered her upper torso, nothing else, a set of spaulders and vambraces, a plated fauld around her waist, but no lower leg armor, as her legs buckled at the knee, and became reverse-jointed, ending in hooves, instead of feet. A very long, very thin tail was twisting away in the air, ending in a pointed black heart shape. There was a scabbard at her hip, which looked to hold an ornate, but massive sword, the kind that took the burliest men to wield two handed. For now, the obvious demoness stood still, in a casual position, obviously not threatened at all by the magi standing before her.
Kiri blanched a bit, scooting back from the demon as she prepped her magic in herself, even if she wasn't too skilled she could hopefully save herself. "Er, right, my mistake...." she whimpers, quite odiously not used to the great demons like this.
Laughing, the demoness took a few steps towards Kiri, still not revealing her blade, but a sadistic smirk was spreading across her face as she towered over the girl. "Of course, your mistake, though there's plenty of opportunity to correct that, girl." she said in her weirdly reverberating voice again.
Her ears drooped a bit as the demon advanced. "I-er-I-uh..." she stuttered before she gave a yelp as a blast of icy magic flew from her, the block of ice from her Blizzard spell shot at the demon as she continued to back-peddle in nervousness.
Should she take the chance to look, the demoness was looking down at her frozen lower half, blinking in surprise. She shifted a few times, then grimaced, and clenched her fist, which quite suddenly set aflame, the fire being deep green and purple, sparks flying off of it as she slammed the fist into the ice, which cracked, and then a few seconds later, shattered. Laughing again, the demon stepped forward, as Kiri retreated towards the wall. "Nicely done, but you're scared. Being scared sure isn't going to help you, but it might make it more fun for me!" she said in a break from the laughter, as one hand reached down to settle on the handle of her sword.
Now almost in terror she gives a small shriek, firing a pair of ice spells at the monster, considering the creature got frozen last time it was worth a shop "G-get away!" she yelped, even as her back hit the wall. This was definitely not going well, and that was considering the fact she really didn't have a place to run to, really.
The demoness was prepared this time, and with a sweeping movement, both spells were caught on the flat of the long, viciously serrated blade that had now revealed itself. The metal froze up, as would be expected, but moments later it burst into the same purple and green fire, shattering the ice. Lowering the blade to her side, the demon stood straight once more, laughing maniacally. "Ahah! You think it would be so simple as simply telling me to leave my own realm? No no, you can go, but you have to fight first, this is an arena, is it not?" she barked, gesturing round the empty space behind her, and snapping her fingers on the free hand. She didn't appear to be having any problems wielding her massive sword in a single hand The floor behind her split, and a stone archway rose behind her, filled with swirling red mist. And out of it stepped... A human? Well, it looked like a human woman, almost exactly the same, except for the glowing red eyes, the same as the demoness, only there appeared to be pupils, even if they were just a darker shade of red. The woman had mousy-brown hair, typical of a human, which fell just past her shoulders, and was dressed in a black robe with some red and gold decorations. A pendant hung around her neck, a gold chain and locket, and there were simple boots on her feet. She clutched to her chest a staff, with a crystal on the end. This woman just stood still after exiting the portal, eying the demon with the respect one would expect of a squire to their knight. The demoness cackled again, and gestured at Kiri. "You can fight her! It should be far fairer than trying to fight me, I'm sure, her name is Lilyenne!"
Arena? Realm? She was lost but she wasn't sure she could get much help from these two. Still, knowing what was happening, she twitched her ears a bit. "A bigger question would be why I was shoved here without knowing what I was here for, still, if it's a fight you want, I might be able to give one." Her demeanor, now realizing what she had to do, was now much more buisnesslike
The demoness' grin only widened, and she gave a mock bow, her sword sweeping to the side. "The answer to that is because I was bored and had the ability to get you in here. I am glad you will comply, so I will outline your reward for victory!" she said happily, straightening up, and sheathing the blade. "Should you win, Lilyenne is yours, for a time at least, you may do as you wish with, or to her, and then she will demonstrate the way out for you."
"And if I was to lose?" she asked, though she wasn't much for the idea of loosing. That demoness seemed to be quite strong, and if this worked in tiers, she didn't expect to do well...
She shrugged. "If you lose, the reverse. You're mine. Simple as. Do you have any complaints you wish to voice?" she said, smirking, a hand resting on the pommel of her sword.
"N-no, was more curious." Still, she held her staff ready once again. "Well, let's begin then..." she nodded her head in the newcomer's direction, ready for her move.
The human woman, was shaking slightly, and gave a curtsy to the demoness, stuttering "A-as the M-Mistress wi-wishes...", before blinking and recoiling as the demoness laughed again, and took to the air, returning to her position atop the pillar. The woman looked downcast for a few seconds, then stepped back a bit, giving Kiri a bit of breathing space as she raised her staff defensively.
Kiri nodded too, stepping from the wall and moving around her, staff waiting. "She's a tough one I take it?" she noted, nodding up to the pillar as she takes her position somewhere near the other pillar, giving them both breathing space.
The girl didn't reply, only glancing fearfully up at her Mistress, before turning back to the bunny-girl, and tapping the staff against her feet a couple of times, the crystal atop her staff beginning to glow.
Kita understood the quiet actions of the mage, then basically stood still, staff still ready. "I-I see. In that case, you first, and may the best fighter win."
Lilyenne's eyes widened, and she stuttered something incomprehensible, before pointing her staff at her opponent, a strange bolt flying out of the glowing crystal. Large, and yellow-ish, but seemingly tainted with the same green as the sun above the arena. If Kiri didn't react fast, she'd have a faceful of it.
Kiri seemed surprised that her opponent had seemed a bit overwhelmed at the mage's actions, though the bolt of magic definitely wasn't a joke. Giving a small yelp, she dodged off to the side, to hopefully let it sail past, as she thought a bit over the magics at her disposal. She didn't want to hurt the poor scapegoat, but she didn't fancy those bolts would feel too pleasant...
The bolt passed close enough to Kiri to singe her robe, revealing a small streak of her body beneath the clothes, and giving her a very hot push away, sending her tumbling to the sand, while the human girl blinked a few more times, her face now drained of emotion as she brought her magics around her, and the sand around her feet began to stir, and rise.
Kiri took only a few moments to check her injuries to see she was fine, but she realized she had to act fast. Deciding to strike fast but not going to injure, she once again invoked her doublecast powers- one spell to defend her, a magic to reduce how hard spells would strike, and then retaliating with the elemental attack by releasing her own batch of Fire back, the small fireball speeding for the poor slavegirl
While Kiri could feel the empowerment of her own spell, the human opposite her whimpered in pain as she caught the fireball on her staff, which exploded, and send her flying a few feet back, to land on her back gracelessly. She rose slowly, as the sand she had agitated fell back to the ground, and gestured with the staff, a solidified sandstone spike bursting through the ground and piercing the hem of Kiri's robe.
Giving another yelp of surprise, she jumped back a bit, glancing down. She seemed to realize the girl herself was toying with her as well- she was stronger then she looked, but she seemed to be holding back for some reason. Still, she couldn't just throw it herself. Deciding fire and ice weren't doing too well, she took a few moments before letting some Lightning arch from her staff, trying to hit at the girl's staff again
The girl Lilyenne wasn't properly prepared, and yelped in pain as the lighting was absorbed into her staff, and Kiri could see it conducting up the girls arm, before she finally screamed, and fell back again, smoke rising from her body. After a few seconds, she moved again, rolling to her front, and making to stand up.
Kita waited a bit, allowing the girl to recover. "You ok?" she asked, mostly as she sees the girl could quite literally be hurting from that- after all, she downed quite a few behemoths with a similar stunt, but then again, she also had clanmates to back her up
Lilyenne rose to her feet, staring at the floor for a while. "D-don't ask m-me that... We're f-fighting..." she murmured, just loud enough for Kiri to hear, as the crystal pulsed bright green.
"If ya say so," Kita said quietly as she prepped her weapon again. She once again prepped her defenses for the fire of the spell as she prepped her abilities to defend.
The attack never came, instead, the girl continued as she had earlier, sand whipping around her in an obscuring cloud.
Kiri couldn't help but tilt her head in confusion. What was she on about? Still, she kept her defenses ready for what may happen.
Kiri would find herself waiting for quite a while, as the storm thickened, and soon began crackling with small lightning bolts. Then, out of the blue, came another bolt, this one more blue-ish than the first one.
This time it was quite obvious this one would hurt. She quickly tried to dart away, staff trying to hold in front of her.
Unfortunately for the mage, this one was too fast, and too much of a surprise to be properly dodged, it struck her leg, but didn't hurt. Instead, there was a feeling of intense numbness spreading across the leg below her knee.
Kiri winced a bit, realizing she couldn't feel her legs, she tried to support her almost-useless appendages with her staff, giving a slight whimper while staring her over. So that was it... Quietly, she worked out a incantation of her own, trying hastily to prep up a spell of reflection before she could use another such blast...
As Kiri watched, she would notice the stormcloud changing, whether it was getting bigger, or just getting closer, or both, was hard to tell, but it was certainly starting to take up more room in her field of vision...
Kira backed up a bit, but managed to finish her incantation, her skin taking a silvery sheen for a second as the spell reflection chant was completed, meaning she should at least be blocked that way
As the cloud approached, it was indeed deflected by the spell, but rather quickly, Kiri was engulfed by it, there was nothing to see but raging sands and miniature lightning, only being held back by the fact they were brought about by magic...
Kiri drew her blade, trying to see SOMETHING through the sandstorm, trying to use her crutch and good leg to move around forward in an attempt to locate her quarry....
Dark shapes moved within the storm, each time being sighted from a different direction, brief glimpses of part of the shape of the girl, until suddenly, a shape broke through, being the butt of the staff heading straight for Kiri's chest...
Kiri gasped in surprise. She never seen magic like this before, still she tried her best to defend herself, mostly raising her staff slightly in an attempt to block the incoming blow. However, her hopes were not high in her current condition...
Jon says:
Kiri was in fact saved by the spell which had already hit her, as her bad leg crumpled without being able to lean on the staff, sending her to the floor, and the physical blow simply went over her head, allowing her to see the girls exposed arm and chest.
Giving a small gasp as she hit the ground, she did her best to do a sideways swipe with the rapier, though she doubted a truly wild fling would help, it may deter her enough to slide back up
A slash with a rapier can never be more than a deterrence, though the thin blade did slice into the robe across Lilyenne's upper arm, drawing a little blood, and the arm withdrew, vanishing into the storm again, which seemed to thin a bit, Kiri could see the shadowy form moving around within.
Kiri slid to her feet, grimacing a bit as she slid her numb leg like the dead weight it was, as she tried to focus, she tried to aim at the shadow within the sandstorm before releasing a blast of fiery magic once again... she better hurry, her reflection spell didn't last forever...
A squeal of shock and pain was heard as the fireball plunged into the obscuring screen, and the shadow suddenly diapered, and the storm started to dissipate. Pretty soon, Kiri could see Lilyenne lying on the floor a few meters away, a hole burnt in her robes around her midsection, exposing most of her belly, though there was no apparent wound there, rather, she was raising a glowing hand from where she had been struck, probably having fixed the wound.
Kiri panted a bit, letting the woman heal herself, as she felt her own refectory enhancement slip away. She needed to keep ready, she expected the woman's retaliation to be quick and brutal, thus waited to wonder what she'd had to do to defend herself...
The response came as quick as was to be expected as she slammed a palm to the ground, then gestured towards Kiri with the staff, a jet of sand flying up, approaching at high velocity towards, well, most of the bunny-girls upper half really.
Kiri seemed to give a short deer in the headlights look before with a short yelp she tried to throw herself to the side- as true running would be futile at this moment it was the closest thing she could do to escape, though once again pessimism was working against her view on it's success
The moments hesitation cost her, and the jet blasted into her right shoulder and arm, sending Kiri spiraling backwards helplessly, a fair amount of skin rubbed raw by the abrasive pummeling. Afterwords, Lilyenne could be seen rising, and the crystal glowing bright green again.
wincing weakly, Kiri could barely move without pain shooting through her, as her sword arm was pretty much a wall of pain. Seeing the charging spell, Kiri whimpered. At least she got some good shots in, she noted to herself, as she tried desperately to half-drag, half hobble her wounded frame to the pillar before the spell could hit her, in no state to escape properly
Above her, Kiri could hear the demoness laughing hysterically, and if she deigned to look up, she was actually on her back, this was clearly her idea of a good stand-up. As it was, there was barely enough room behind the pillar to conceal herself, and then she heard the demon's voice trail down to her. "Oh, I'm rather sure hiding won't help, dear, unless you're surrendering of course!" she shouted out, while behind her, Lilyenne withdrew from her spellcasting until the demoness was finished.
"N-no, I'm fighting to the end..." she hissed slightly, "Even if the end is close..." Still, she gripped her staff as she tried to focus her energies... she had to do at least one more spell, or else the one would think she utterly threw it at the end.
The insane cackling reached down towards Kiri as she waited behind the pillar, and after a time, her leg started to recover, though it would appear Lilyenne was making no move to force her out.
Finally, Kiri decided to try and make her final move. Giving a sharp hiss, she moved from the pillar, shooting a fireball. Unfortunately, she realized far too late the shot was way wide...
As she should have expected, the lack of preparation and proper aiming was Kiri's downfall, as the fireball sailed past Lilyenne's head, ruffling her hair, and causing her to blink, before another bolt rushed forth, missing, but exploding into the wall behind her, sending chunks of rock flying into her back, knocking her to the floor, and knocking the wind clean out of her...
Giving a slight squeal, she collapses to the ground, only to let out a pained yelp as suddenly her used to be immobilized leg, then her back, both took abnormally sized rocks onto them, causing her to whimper in pain as she soon grew out of breath. She was trapped, and in her current state she doubted she could scoot away now...

 

[lurker]

Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

Now lying amidst debri, Lilyenne blinked a few more times, then started to walk over, while the albino demoness cackled above her, and Kiri could see her take off, and land next to the robed girl, shoving her roughly to the floor as she curtseyed. "Giving up? My my, is that all you have?" she said mockingly, walking towards her herself, leaving Lilyenne to pick herself up shakily.
Wincing as she craned her neck up at the demoness, her eyes were not defeated, but more as cool as her cyromancy as she looked at her. "On the contrary. I must commend your pupil for such shows of poweress. I may have been defeated, yet her skill with majick is quite exterordinary. I felt my skills may not have lasted much if she herself did not hesitate as much as I did."
The demoness cocked her head to one side, then stepped right up to Kiri, picking her up by the front of her robes in one hand. "What nonsense do you speak? Lilyenne is in no way skilled. She is adequate for my purposes, more as a handmaiden than anything else, not that she does such a good job at being a maiden, hah!" she growled, giving a barking laugh at the end, as Lilyenne hung her head, standing a few metres back.
She stared down the demon's growls. "And yet she defeated me, a highly skilled warrioress from my realem. Surely that is at least something worth of note, is it not?" she countered. She wanted for the girl to at least feel some pang of gladness for her achievement.
The demoness' face contorted in a grimace, and she made a beckoning gesture behind her, which Lilyenne trotted up to without question. With her other arm, the demoness grabbed her as well, and pulled her to right in front of Kiri, before throwing the bunny-girl to the floor, and grabbing Lilyenne's arm, and then punching her in the chest. The sound of snapping bone could be heard, and the girl fell to the floor, whimpering in pain. "That? You struggle to defeat that? How pathetic." The demoness raised then her hood, and stamped down on Lilyenne's face, a crunch and a spurt of blood indicating her nose had just been broken.
Kiri winced a bit, with pity deep in her heart for this poor girl, and realising with a twinge of fear that her own perserverence would be put to the test by this cruel demon. Though perhaps now, there may be a way to defeat such a creature, she mused inside her head.
Kiri's lack of reaction only caused the demoness to get angry, and she picked Lilyenne up again, planting her to her feet, before grabbing her arm with both hands, and twisting round, another heart-rending snapping as the forearm snapped, but still Lilyenne only whimpered, tears springing to her eyes.
Kiri could take no more. "S-stop! Y-you're hurting her!!!" she shrieked, a burst of lightning arching from her hands in a half-desperate attempt to strike at the demoness before she could harm her worse.
Jon says:
The demoness laughed, and brought her arm round, using Lilyenne as a shield, as the lightning struck her, and she went limp. Cackling once more, the smoking, broken body was tossed ruthlessly aside. "That's better! Why couldn't you do that earlier? As for hurting her, she's mine. I can do whatever I want with my own property, can I not? She'll survive." she explained, grinning maliciously.
Her ears flattened in fear at striking the girl, but that made her firey anger show all the more through the tears. "Y-you monster!!! How could you treat a living being like that!?!"
"She's not alive in the same way you are. Not undead, but somewhere in limbo. She only feels things when I let her. I just like her suffering." she explained again, shrugging, and starting to walk towards Kiri again. "The screams are very satisfying..." she whispered wickedly as she closed in.
Kiri shuddered, her heart now panging with fear as she tried desperately to scoot away, only to yelp with pain at the heavy rocks still holding her prone body still, tears stinging her vision as she could only await what horrible fate she had wrought herself.
The demoness made a sweeping gesture, and the rocks littered across Kiri's body were thrown off, though not without its drawbacks, as Kiri was thrown too, bruising her ribs as she landed. By the time she got up again, the demoness was standing right above her. "Going somewhere?" she asked, her sharpened canines showing nicely as she leant down.
Kiri barely had time to drag herself up slightly. "Of course not. The bet was made, and now the prize is to be claimed I expect," she pointed out tersely.
"Of course. But I leave you with a choice between myself, and Lilyenne," she gestured at the broken ragdoll behind her. "Or, should you wish, I can turn you over to another of my minions, it is entirely up to you..."

This was obviously something she enjoyed, offering this choice, and she showed it as her grin broadened, and her tail started whipping around behind her excitedly.
Kiri was surprised at the demon's bluntness of the question, as if the servent was nothing more then chattel. It was surely a stranger world then what she was uses, but by the judges she wasn't going to let the poor girl suffer one more hand to her. "I have a better plan. I will replace Lilyenne in your house, who you in turn must either release or seek to one of your cohorts. What say you?!?" The glint in her eye was hard to hide, but she hoped it wasn't too much of a hairbrained scheme for the demon to at not least think about it....
The demoness cocked her head to one side. "And why would I accept that? It takes months to acheive what I have with Lilyenne. And she's rather perfect for the job. Besides, she's also somewhat of a trophy for me, so no. My question is repeated." she growled, grabbing the front of Kiri's robe again.
"Er, right...." Kiri noted, looking quite nerviously embarrased. Of course she couldn't pull a fast one like that on the demoness, after all, she barely knew about this world. Still, if anything she could ease the girl's burden. "Fine then, I will fall under your service, if you will have me. You don't seem as polished in the arcane." The last part practically slipped from her throat, she hadn't meant to deal that last vocal stab, so to speak
"That was the idea, though, what do you think this is? A childs play toy?" she snapped, raising a fist crackling in purple and green fire.
"I-I get the picture, erm... M-mistress?" the words came hurriedly and unsure, but she was sure perhaps a sign of subordanation MIGHT calm her fiery temper, though considering how she kicked the other around, she doubhted it.
The demoness smirked. "Damned straight, though first up is your lesson in dominance..." she said, before laughing, and gesturing at Lilyenne. "You're going to fix her, and then take control of her, for a time. Ready?" she asked, grinning wickedly.
"I-I'm not quite sure what you mean, b-but I will try..." she stuttered, as she blushed even deeper at the demon's mention of control. Sure, her other clanmates were always under her command, but kinship was nothing compared to domination on the scale the demon was suggesting.
"Good. Now, hold still..." she growled, dragging Kiri over to Lilyenne, and grabbing her too, suddenly there was a jolt as both the demoness' hands started glowing, and Kiri could feel some magic flowing into her, and suddenly, new abilities sprung to her mind, the knowledge of how to fix the various damaged parts of Lilyenne's body through a simple spell. Done, the demoness stepped back, and sat, waiting for her to continue.
Kiri blushed even more as she felt the aftereffect of the new magics flow into her. Shaking slightly, she slowly began treating the girl's wounds, trying to work on her tenderly, as if trying to make the girl at least take some comfort in the act
Lilyenne seemed rather unconscious, but as the magic took effect, there were a series of sickening crunches and slurping sounds as the bones knitted together, and the punctured organs repaired themselves, until Lilyenne finally gave a gasp, and her red eyes shot open, looking around fearfully. The demoness laughed, and stood again, flexing out her wings, and beckoning Kiri over once more.
Kiri winced a bit, resting her hand slightly reassuingly on the girl- she still had no idea what race she was, but going what the demon had spoke and the fact she could raise from the dead, she was sure the girl was either not normal, or not alive. Still, she followed her new mistress's beckon, shuddering slightly at whatever foul act she would have to do next
The demoness smirked, and her tail curled around, going up the bottom of Kiri's robe, and reaching all the way up, slipping underneath her belt until the haert shape protruted from the slightly torn top, nestling between the bunny-girls breasts. It then flexed, and pulled away, tearing apart the robe with ease, and sending it sliding off of her shoulders, while the demon chuckled.
She gave a surprised shriek as the effects of the chilled air of this strange demention now fully assaulted her, shuddering now in cold as she now gripped the only few possessions now not enitrely ruined- her staff and her blade, though her hat was still nestled over her ears securedly enough, she may as well be bare to the world, and naturally electing a deep flush from the viera
The demoness laughed again at Kiri's discomfort, and lunged forwards, her hand clamping down on Kiri's exposed pussy, as she felt more magic seep into her, and excruciating pain seared through her nethers.
The pain was unbearable. Her wounds from battle were even worse then the agony this she-devil granted in what should have been a lover's caress. She screamed in pain, her body freezing at the injuries inflicted by the devilish touch
After a few seconds, the demoness released her hold, allowing Kiri to recover. The pain slowly faded, to be replaced with a very, very strange feeling. Looking down, Kiri would be able to see her clitoris stiffening, and slowly elongating, taking shape into something rather shocking... She had sprouted a very long, very hard penis, and now the demoness was smirking all the wider. She then dragged Kiri over to the weakened Lilyenne, who has breathing heavily, her eyes closed, and gesutred down to her. "I'm sure you can guess what it is you do now, but if not, shall I explain it to you...?" she asked mockingly, grinning, then laughing again.
Zergherder says:
Kiri's eyes widened with shock at the sight of the elongated piece atop her folds, a mix of wonder and surprise on her face. She had always wondered why there were so many female viera but always seemed to be enough to keep the species going, and was always curious about the sensations of mating, but for the awnsers of her questions not only to be forced apon her, but in such circumstances, she wasn't quite sure how to react, quite literally staring a few moments. Still, she had her instructions, and she knew quite well the results of direct disobedience. Shifting herself atop the prone woman, she ever so gently shifted her robes to the side whist giving a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm very very sorry I made it like this..." she murmered, then closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she prodded the woman's nether passage, a flush as her tiny tail twitched a bit at the new sensation.
It turned out that beneath the modest robe, Lilyenne wore nothing at all except her boots, her hairless pussy quickly exposed. She shifted, and then opened her eyes in shock as she was prodded, staring down at the phallus, then up to the demoness. "B-b-but Mi-Mistress...? Wh-What did I do?" she pleaded to the demoness, though she made no move to resist, lying with spread legs. As it was, the demoness smirked, and giggled a bit. "Because I'm checking out your new friend, now shut up, Lily dear. Go on, go on, don't be afraid to use it. She's yours, do it however you like, as long as you don't pull out..." she sneered, turning to stare at Kiri with those intimidating glowing eyes... The new appendage Kiri had gained twitched in excitement at being used, and it almost seemed to be pulling Kiri towards Lilyenne's unresisting womanhood...
Zergherder says:
Kiri noted the pulling, and no doubht expected the tool to not be enchanted more then it's existance. Still, she tried to take it slow, after all, she never even mated with her womanhood, not counting a manhood that never even existed until now. Quietly, she started to shift into the body in front of her, though she doubhted very much she had the chance to do otherwise, and she could only bite her lip and grit her teeth to stop from groaning out in whatever new sensation this odd mating may bring
The demoness smirked, and stepped back behind Kiri, taking a seat. Lilyenne was under no such restriction as the bunny-girl, and moaned softly as she was penetrated, her walls squeezing the member in such a way to greatly excite her appendage, which twitched happily. The broken woman seemed perfectly ready to accept her fate, and brought a hand up to her mouth as her eyes fluttered shut again, her juices leaking out freely to lubricate the large cock inside her.
The experience was utterly incredible for Kiri, as her ears twitched and despite her best attempts to conceal her attempts at the sensations about to assault her, gave a deep moan, her hips almost starting to let the enchanted cock drag it in, her hands falling forward to support herself as her fingers dug into the ground, fraily staring the girl she was inside in the eye as if pleading her not to hold it against her even as her hips jumped forward to saw into her sex as far as it could go eagerly.
Quite obviously, the violation was rather the turn on for Lilyenne, who moaned louder, staring back up at Kiri embarrassadly. It was hard to read her eyes, since they lacked proper defining features, but the rest of her face displayed nothing but lust, as the woman lay defeated in Kiri's carnal embrace. She could hear the demoness laughing nearby, a harsh reminder they were being watched, A sensation which was only increased as she felt something long and very thin rubbing inbetween the cheeks of her ass, gently curling around her waist to prod at her untainted flower, helping her natural genitalia grow damp with arousal too. The she-devil gave no words of explanation, simply sitting there while her tail played with Kiri, and Lilyenne moaned again, reaching up to grasp weakly at Kiri's breasts, encouraging her to continue through increasing the bunny-girls own stimulation, gently tugging at the hardening nipples...
The two teaming quite literally made her almost break right there, but still, there was no way she could stop, as with many moans and whimpers of pleasure, she eventually bottomed the shaft, panting a bit as she gets used to the twitching walls around her hardened meat, legs twitching behind her much as her tail was as her wetness dripped between her 'victims' akimbo legs
The soft teasing from the demoness didn't last long, and the heart shape of her tail started to worm its way into Kiri's womanhood, quickly slipping past her hymen, tearing it asunder as it started to violate her, thrusting in and out without any of the restrictions the newly imbued bunny was suffering, completely disregarding the blood coating the tail as she worked the flower. Lilyenne's tongue lolled out of her mouth as she began to pant lustfully, her eyes half closing as she continued to grope at Kiri, shifting her hips around to impale herself further. If she had had normal eyes, they probably would be rolling back into her head now, if the rest of her actions were anything to judge by. Her soft, warm walls only tightened as the member penetrated deeper milking it for its seed, even though Kiri couldn't see how she possibly could comply with that, she had only been given the shaft, even though it was giving her rather a lot of enjoyment from the dirty acts she was committing.
Kita whimpered, even as she felt her own virgin depths plundered, she started to shift her shaft again, the enchantment encouraging her on to thrust, from all the way almost out of the nice tight hole she had been forced into back into the hilt, taking a few moments to rub thier hips together to smear each other with thier juices before quickly drawing into the backstroke. It felt amazing, and a part of her wondered if the demon had made this a permament feature of hers as she continued to buck and groan with her pleasure.
The tail buried deep into her folds started writhing as it thrusted, making the sickening pleasure of her new 'Mistress' using her all the more wonderful, that tail managing to time itself with Kiri's own thrusts, never losing its stride as it continued, the demoness smirking as she watched the two pleasure each other. Lilyenne moaned louder and louder as her 'punishment' sped up, wet squishing sounds heard as the pair exchanged their gushing juices, squirming her own hips to twist the cock around inside her. Finally, the demoness spoke up again. "No no, she's not to cum before you. Punish her. Stop her pleasure. Figure it out..." she demanded, her voice full of contempt.
She flushed weakly as her hips stopped deep inside her, panting softly. She was having trouble not breaking the proverbial nut, and she wanted her to play orgasm control to the other one? What was she supposed to do?!? Still, there was a few things. "I-I'm sorry.... you know the circumstances..." she whimpered down to her plaything, whist suddenly grabbing the girl's neck, throttling her with one hand as her other went to her bustline, slapping her breasts silly as she sat and grinded into her, her cock not going to be able to take much more of this soaked hole as it was...
The demoness continued her evil smirk as Lilyenne made small choking noises, panting weakly as her hips began to stop moving, surrendering herself completely to Kiri's control, wincing as her breasts were slapped, quickly turning red from the stinging sensations, even as Kiri continued to pleasure herself, the rod stiffening and twitching madly, enjoying the girls folds to no end, even as the Bunny-girls own were stimulated by the tail, hastening the orgasm of both organs, aided further by Lilyenne's last attempts to pleasure her dominator, still weakly groping at her breasts. Despite Kiri's best efforts, it was plain to see that Lilyenne could not hold herself back much longer too, even as she cowered from her Mistress' punishments.
It was probably good for both of them that Kiri finally snapped, screaming outward as she slammed into the awaiting crevix, her body siezing up as she panted wildly, loosing her punishing grip as her hips grinded and twitched into Lily's hips as orgasm washed through her.
As Kiri screamed her desire, the demoness started laughing wildly, as both organs reached their peaks, Kiri's pussy gushing forth around the tail lodged in her virgin depths, while the imbued cock shuddered, and twitched, and shot a massive load of cum into her, where it had come from was anyones guess, but Lilyenne sure didn't care, and moaned and screamed in pleasure as her soft belly swelled out with the vasst amount of seed flowing past her cervix, more than likely managing to fill her very womb as the tainted girl failed to contain herself, and came herself, a modest squirt of love juices splashing out over Kiri's crotch, before collapsing weakly, gasping out muffled apologies to her Mistress, while the demoness' tail slid out of Kiri, soaked in femcum and virgin blood, which was then brought up to Lilyenne's mouth, and as she apologised, shoved in, while the demon said "Come on, suck, drink, you came, I didn't tell you to cum, did I? No. I didn't. Now you have to be punished..." she cooed evilly, a vicious, sadistic tone to her voice.
Kiri blushed even deeper, not wishing to move but knowing if she didn't say anything... "P-please mistress, it was my mistake, I didn't act forceful enough to delay it. If anyone is at fault, I am." Even still, she couldn't control her hips as the member twitched and writhed in the lovehole it had invaded due to the afterglow, shivering in unkept pleasure.
"Oh, you wish to join her punishment? I was going to let you off. You performed your task well, only Lily is deserving of punishment. If you want, you can give it to her." she growled, while locking her fingers in Lilyenne's hair, who was obediantly sucking on the tail, cleaning off the last vestiges of Kiri's femcum and blood, eyes closed, face emotionless.
Kiri flushed but nodded. "As it was partly my blalme, I will share the punishment," she hissed, quite sure this was going to be quite painful.
The demoness sighed. "Very well, it's entirely your fault then." she muttered, before suddenly lashing out with both hands, punching both women right above where their wombs would be, causing some cum to shoot out of Lilyenne's pussy, squirting around the cock lodged inside her still, though the same treatment to Kiri, while extremely painful, caused a few more spurts of seed to shoot into the still clenching folds, replacing what had been lost from Lilyenne's own punishment. "There, happy? Equal. Now, do it again, but this time, Lilyenne is not to cum. Take any hole you want, but if she cums, I warn you that she will suffer greatly for it. No pleading to share this time..." she snarled, pushing Kiri back down to lay on Lilyenne's chest, while withdrawing the tail from Lilyenne's mouth.

 

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Kiri whimpered at the punch, not having the added padding that Lily had. Whimpering softly at what she was forced to do, Kiri gave a pleading look once again before one again gripping at her breasts- not in a loving carress like before, but in a vicelike grip meant to distract and pain- and began her thrusts again.
Lilyenne whimpered, finally opening her scared eyes, and scrunched her face up in torment as her breasts were abused, though she couldn't stop the moan as the thrusts began again, while the demoness sat back, trying to fathom why Kiri had chosen Lilyenne's most sensitive hole again, putting it down as a way to abuse her further, and smiling. "Good job, keep going, girl. Make her suffer..."
She whimpered a bit, hands twisting and gripping at the poor girl's breasts even though she still had no idea what she was doing. Even still, she was trying- the demoness would probably note that her thrusts were staarting to get shorter, trying to stick to what Kiri hoped was the lesser-sensative opening instead of deep rams. She wouldn't get pleasured as fast, but hopefully to save Lily more pain, neither would she.
The demoness watched on in interest for a while, listening to Lilyenne's pleased moans, even though she really wanted Lilyenne to lose this little game. Instead, after a time of this, when Kiri felt about halfway to her orgasm, the knot in her stomach just beginning to tighten, she would suddenly feel a sharp pain, as the heart shape plunged itself into her own rear end, squirming hard to gain entry to the tight hole. "Come on, is that the best you can do? Look, she's having fun, do you WANT me to break a few more bones, dear?"
She whimpered a bit at the surprised pain- it seems Lily may have done some more of a good job cleaning then she really wished of it right now- the sharp pain at such a disgusting act did bring on sudden inspiration to the girl who was sure she couldn't torture a cockatrice without feeling remorseful. Muttering another pained apology to the poor victim, she swiftly slid free of the soaked hole, and praying that she was still sufficiantly juice-covered to not enter with too much pain, started to slowly slide into her rear
Grinning broadly at Kiri's change of course, the demoness started thrusting into the bunny's ass, much slower than before, not to cause too much pleasure, more an unpleasant reminder it was still there, while Lilyenne nodded fearfully, her eyes closing and jaw trembling as her pussy was left wide and gaping, and her rear entrance was opened, causing her to whimper in pain, since her magical tool was far larger than a human cock, and was stretching the girl painfully, though the tightness of this passage was far more stimulating for Kiri herself, the juices leaking from their pussy's, and her own cum providing excellent lubricant to allow Kiri easy, but extremely pleasurable access to Lilyenne's defenceless body
Even if the act was taboo for her at home, Kiri couldn't admit it was pleasurable, her fingers still doing thier rough mauling, but slightly slackened as she begins feverish thrusts, not quite sure how painful they would be but sure they wouldn't at least be pleasure inducing, thus saving the poor girl pain later
Lilyenne's whimpers continued, seeming that Kiri was succeeding in denying the girl the pleasure of release, while speeding herself to her own climax, regardless of the tail in her ass. The owner of said tail was still grinning evilly, and the thrusts began to speed up.
As she continued to stutter whimpering apologies again, she sped up, her cock giving it's telltale twitch that she was seconds from creaming again, even with the sadistic demon toying with Kiri about the same pace. She needed to go before the other one did...
Lilyenne's jaw began to tremble again, as she let out a loud moan, evidently still finding some pleasure from the act, though obviously nowhere near as much as Kiri, aided by the painful breast groping.
Kiri couldn't hold it anymore. With another loud scream she exploded into Lily's bowels, shuddering as she felt her unnatural seed flood into her, hands tightenly sligtly in bliss
Lilyenne couldn't help but moan loudly as her back passage was painted white by the bunny girl, as Kiri's pussy released itself in unison with her unatural member, a squirt of femcum splattering onto the floor beneath the pair, along with the cum that couldn't stay inside Lilyenne, trickling out of her overstuffed ass. The 'Mistress'' tail slowed to a halt in time with Kiri's cock, before pulling out. The demoness held the tail before her, then gestured at it in displeasure, it becoming engulfed with green and purple fire, appearing unharmed by it. Lilyenne lay, defeated and broken, awaiting her next command patiently, cum drooling slowly from both of her holes. The demoness nodded happily, and turned to Kiri. "There, see, easy. That was fun, was it not?" she inquired Before waving a hand, and grabbing onto Kiri's sticky phallus, which painfully shrank away, until it was just a normal clitoris again.
Kiri quietly shook her head, not wanting to admit the pleassure she had felt, or the remorse for the pain she caused, only allowing herself to whimper as her clit shrunk back to normal into her flushed, exposed sex
"No? You didn't like it? Oh, I'm sure that was a lie. And you know, I don't like liars. They make me rather angry." she snarled suddenly viciously, rising to her feet infront of the mostly bare Kiri.
Kiri whimpered as the demon rose. "I-I just didn't enjoy bringing the girl pain, twas all... I am not that type of person..." she managed to choke out over her small squeaks of terror as she watched the towering demon.
"Yes? Well, I do not think that good enough. Perhaps you too must be taught a lesson? Or perhaps... No no, you will learn in time. But for now, we shall wait for Lilyenne to recover." she muttered, seating herself again and staring at the abused girl, interestedly.
wincing as she was threatened yet again, Kiri could only blush at the threat as she slid down to the cold hard ground. She'd have to get used to this if this was to be her new life, she thought, still, she had rathered she had gone hard on the girl now...
Some time later, Lilyenne stirred, and sat up, a squelch heard as the large puddle of juices beneath her ass moved around. She looked around groggily, eyeing her Mistress and conquerer, and lowering her head dejectedly. "I-is my M-Mistress pleased?" she stuttered, uncaring that her robe was now falling back across her body and getting soaked. The demon smiled wickedly, and turned to Kiri "I think that's for your new friend to decide, don't you, honey?" she smirked, staring the bunny girl in the eye.
Kiri tilted her head a bit with a deep blush. "I am your property to use as you will, but if my opinion is what you seek, I am, erm, sated for the present moment..."
The demoness laughed, and slapped Kiri across the face. "You will refer to me as 'Mistress' at all times, at least Lilyenne has learnt that much!" she snapped, grabbing a hold of Kiri's ears to hold her in place. "As for you being sated, I was not asking for that. I was asking if you thought she has had enough, or if we should give her something more."
Kiri winced at the slap, though she took in in stride. "I daresay she has had enough Mistress..." she said quietly, still looking downward.
"That's better." she said, nodding, before standing. "Come along, I have had enough of this place, let us visit some other place. Perhaps we can get you a new rainment. Oh, what do I call you, or shall I devise a name for you?"
"In my original life, I was known as Kiriana, Mistress, though I guess it'd be to your discression to change it," Kiri noted, slowly rising. "Should I keep my weapons or would you rather me bare of arms?"
She nodded. "Kiriana. Keep them, I do not keep servants who are unable to fight. Now come."
She nodded in response, picking up what little remained of her heritage before following her new master.
The demoness led the pair to the far pillar, before punching one of the runes upon it, which started to glow, and a hole opened in the floor, sand rushing in. "In." she said simply to her two women. Lilyenne lagged behind a little, but hurried forth, walking down into the depths without question.
Kiri quickly followed, not daring to make the demoness irate now she was going into no doubhtedly it's lair, though she still did not know what was in store. Was she to be branded? collared? hang in irons from weeks on end? the questions outweighed the awnsers, but she kept quiet, not daring to give her ideas
This new corridor emerged in a... Rather pleasant landscape, the same green sun beaet overhead, but the ground was covered in grass, rolling hills stretched to the distance, and there were even trees and flowers scattered around. The demoness, however, paid no attention, and began to walk towards the large building set on top of one of the larger hills, not waiting for the others.
Kira kept place, but her intrest and attention was caught by the strange plants, looking everywhere at once as she was led away from the brightness to whatever the demon's lair was
The plants didn't seem that different to those of her own realm, only coming in exotic shades of blue, orange, and violet, mostly.

As they approached the house they saw it was simply... Just that. A large manor house, in Gothic style, statues and drabness everywhere, though this was perhaps to be expected. The demoness pushed open the heavy doors, obviously she had no need for locks. Inside, there was a bustle of activity, bubbly little hellfire imps skittered about, mainly dressed in miniature tuxedo's, performing all manner of tasks. The Mistress shook her head resignedly, and proceeded up the stairs, batting aside any imp that was foolish enough to get close, except for one in a green suit, which she had a small conversation with in demonic, before ushering it way. She eventually went into a large bedroom, the door to which was flanked by two large statues, of sword wielding demons. Inside it was surprisingly cosy, a large bed, something similar to a dog basket in one corner, and a wardrobe on the other. The colour scheme was the only thing which made it unpleasant. Blood red and bitch black mixed around.

 

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Kiri tried to make heads or tails of the various names and places spatted out in demon, but not knowing the language was a severe dampener of her attempts. When they reached the bed Kiri grimaced- she had no doubht what the dog basket was for if her conduct against them was any guide
Inside, Lilyenne quickly went to the basket obediantely, removing her soiled robe so she was just wearing her boots and pendant. The demoness sighed, and unbuckled her belt, the armoured fauld and sheathed sword coming away to reveal the black thong underneat. She then sat on the bed, propped up at the head of the bed. She didn't give the girls any instructions, but left Lilyenne to stew in her mess.
Kiri noted Lily's actions, though sadly with 'Mistress' there she couldn't do much to comfort her. Sliding near the basket, she gently sat her staff and sword gently against the wall, though didn't get into the basket, not wanting to invade Lily's privacy
After a time, the demoness whistled sharply, and a few seconds later, a couple of imps opened the door, peeking through nervously. She pointed at Lilyenne and growled something in demonic, causing them to jump in shock, and rush over, picking up Lily's soiled robe, and rushing out again. The demoness then turned to Kiri. "Well, are you just going to sit there and gorm? What have you to say?"
She shrugged a bit after the innitial yelp from being called. "I-I dunno what to say.... It's not often one finds themselves captured, especially when they themselves are to blame..."
The demons face contorted in sudden fury, and she rose from the bed, stalking over to Kiri, who had a few seconds to react.
She winced a bit as she quickly added. "N-not that I'm complaining, I'm just saying it's much for one to take in was all..."
This did not seem to appease the demon one bit, and Lilyenne sunk further into her basket as their mistress yanked Kiri up by the ears. "Last chance!" she yelled straight in her face. Her breath smelled of old blood.
Kiri screamed as she was yanked up by the ears. "I-I didn't mean to anger you Mistress! I-I'm sorry!" she squealed, trying to defend herself for the blow she knew was coming
Luckily for her, the blow never came, and she was dropped roughly back to the floor. "That's better. Remember in future." she smirked, before walking to her wardrobe. After some fiddling, the rest of her armour dropped away, leaving her in nothing but a thong and bra, allowing the girls to see she was certainly well endowed on the chest. Carefully, she packed the armour into the wardrobe, and reemerged with a set of black and red fabric. She got dressed, uncaring for the two others in the room. The outfit turned out to be mostly black wrappings, with a red unudershirt, and a flowing crimson sash around her waist. At that time, the imps came back to the door, and nervously peeked in again, quickly depositing the cleaned robe to the floor.
Kiri sighed a bit at the lucky break, she doubhted she'd get that chance again. "I mean, I know soo little of this world, I don't even know where I am... and even less of who Mistress is or her status is in this world. One would hate for thier slave to not know that at least, right?" she asked, her voice still slow and measured so as to attempt not to upset her
The demoness sighed, as she pulled out a jar of some sort, and started working some of the contents into her ridged horns. "I am Mirchell Albaque, lady of hellfire, and general of all the armies of hell. You needn't know more than my job is so easy, I can delegate others to do it for me while receiving the benefits, and I can enjoy my pastimes, Kiriana." she explained, before dropping to silence as she continued to work the substance into her horns.
The leader of the armies of the underworld? Well there shoots escaping. "I take it that all is not well in the land then, or is there anyone I should be worried about?" she asked quietly again, still trying to keep her tone calm and sweet.
Mirchell looked up again, eyes blazing furiously. "I won't tell you again!" she barked.
"Ok, ok... sorry Mistress..." she whimpered, hunching back down again. Odviously curiosity was not the best course of action either.
"Better. You are incorrect. Who would dare challenge us on our own soil? No, we merely have to have armies to combat the disgusting Netherworld. Undead freaks." she scowled, finishing with her horns, and storing the jar away. She beckoned Lilyenne, who rose, and went over to her Mistress after picking up the robe. Mirchell held up her hands, and Lilyenne obediantly cleaned them, before going back to her basket and pulling her robe on.
"I understand Mistress," she said quietly, still flushed and not saying more, soas to avoid the explosive temper.
After this, Mirchell continued to go about grooming herself, while Lilyenne drooped in her basket, desperately trying to stay upright, but falling asleep where she sat. Mirchell noticed, and spend a couple of minutes staring coldly at her, before returning to her self grooming.
Kiri just stayed quiet, in her sitting position, not willing to raise the demon's anger with more questions
Eventually, as Mirchell was shining her tail, Lilyenne couldn't take it, and fell asleep, slumping to the bottom of her basket blissfully. The albino demoness grinned maniacally, and gave her tail a final sweep, before standing up. She walked over to Kiri, and stood over her, saying "Now. You know full well I didn't let her do that. I want you to punish her. I don't care how, you decide."
She whimpered a bit again as she heard that, though she knew allready what would happen if she failed. Still, she crawled softly towards the basket, shuddering slightly before sliding her head between the girl's legs and giving her clit a soft nip.
Although she couldn't see it under Lilyenne's robe, Mirchell was smirking happily, and opened her wardrobe. "Kiriana. You don't have to be sexual about it, why not come and browse for something?" she asked overly sweetly, while Lilyenne only stirred from the slightly painful stimulation.
Kiri blushed. "S-sory, it was one of the first things that came to mind..." still, she went to the wardrobe and took a small look, still flushed at being middlegirl
Inside the wardrobe and the box that had been pulled out was every manner of tool and torture device possible to think of, it seemed that the wardrobe was more decoration than actual holding, as there was a pathway deeper into the building, shelves on each side laden with more unpleasant devices.
She flushed deeper at seeing the collection. "Personal toys of yours?" she squeaks out shyly as she looked them ove
Mirchell sighed angrily, and paused, waiting for Kiri to get it again
"Ok, I get it..." she said with a sigh. Still, she looked over, until she found something interesting- a feather duster with a long handle, something similar in her mind to the fencing foil of hers. Gently she took it from the handle and went to iniciate her plan...
Mirchell facepalmed, and reached out to grab Kiri's ears again. "Mistress... Remember that. Mistress... Ok? Besides that, I am interested in what you intend to do with that, so off you go!" she said, snarling visciously at first, but then perking up.
Giving another small whimper as she's grabbed by the ears again. Kiri quickly scurries off, as she takes the toy in a weaponlike grip. Every couple of seconds ago, she'd flick the feathers over a part of Lily's body in a short swish, stab, or similar action. "You see Mistress, I plan to eventually make a itch she needs to scratch, hopefully sooner then later," she interjects as she does a flick right under Lily's nose
Mirchell nodded confusedly. "How does that punish her? I do not intend for her to be merely woken up, Kiriana. She must suffer for her disobediance." Lilyenne stirs every few flicks or so, but just shuffles over in her sleep.
"Right, right, sorry Mistress.... I told ya I'm not used to this..." she muttered, slapping her hand to her head as she rethought her plan
"You lack intellect. You have another chance..." she muttered, seating herself once more on the bed.
"Experience may be the better term, Mistress," she noted, thinking it over before going up to Lily. "Hmm.... when all else fails..." and with that she pinced the girl's ass, as hard as her dexterious grip could go
Lilyenne groaned softly, and shifted about, curling into a ball, but remained asleep, while Kiri could feel the demoness' eyes on the back of her head.
Kiri growled. "This girl is harder to wake up then a three headed dragon..." Out of any other options, she grabs the girl's rear, lifts it up, grabs her staff, then jams it HARD at her fatty rear end. At least through the dress it'd be padded
Lilyenne's eyes suddenly shoot open, and she squeals at the sudden discomfort, writhing about on the staff jammed in her. Mirchell, on the other hand, rolls about on the bed, laughing hysterically. After a few seconds, Lilyenne calms down, and slumps against the wall, groaning pitifully.
Kiri seemed bemused at how effective not only how effective that was, but the fact that her new Mistress could show a pleasing demenur. Still blushing, she kinda gave another apologetic look. "S-sorry," she told Lily, "But Mistress told me to wake you, and I got kinda flustered...."
Lilyenne sinks back into a sitting position, huddling up slightly. "I-it's ok... It w-was my fau-fault..." she murmured, before piping up again when Mirchell had stopped laughing. "I-I-I'm sorry m-my Mistress... I d-don't know what c-c-came over me!" she said, quietly but pleadingly, avoiding the demons eyes. Mirchell responded by sitting upright and saying "Of course. It is, as you say, entirely your own fault for going to sleep without asking me first. Now, Kiriana is allowed to sleep, use Lilyenne's basket. Lily can do some other stuff while you rest." she said, indicating Lilyenne should move for Kiri, who complied, standing up tiredly.
Kiri seemed sad about the turn of events, but still, the girl dare not argue with the one who literally had control of thier lives. Sliding to the basket, she goes into an uneasy sleep...

 

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When she awoke, Mirchell was asleep too, on the bed. Lilyenne was standing next to the door, her head drooping as she fought to stay awake. There was some blood splatter on the floor, but noone seemed to be injured.
Kiri easily put two and two together, and her expression paled. Slowly she slid from the bed, her ears drooping as she slowly aproached Lily. "I-I'm sorry I caused all this, this is exactly what I was trying to avoid..." she whimpered at her, stuttering as she tried to find the right words.
Lilyenne smiled weakly. "W-worry not... I am fine, th-that is not my b-blood..." she whispered shyly. The damage that Kiri had caused to her robe seemed to have been repaired too, though she was standing with her legs slightly further apart than they perhaps should have been.
She blanced a bit. "T-then who-? Actually, I'm not sure I want to know... So, perhaps you could enlighten me more about here? As I said, I got barely any clue where I am, or even if I'm in the same dimension as Ivalice is..."
Lilyenne's smile broadened slightly. "Just an i-imp that rubbed the M-Mistress the wrong way..." she whispered again. "W-We are in hell, perhaps un-unsurprisingly. It is a-a different plane o-of existance to the m-mortal world..." she continued, her eyelids drooping helplessly.
Kiri gently moved an arm over her shoulders. "You must be exausted..." she murmered. "If I knew a spell to pick you up, I'd help..."
"N-no... That would be ch-cheating... I will wait until I a-am given per-permission..." she stuttered, glancing at the sleeping demoness.
"You're a lot stronger then me..." she admitted, her ears drooping once again. "H-how long have you been like this?"
"I... I do not kn-know... Mortal time has little m-meaning here..." she said nervously.
She nodded. "I-I see...." if it was long enough for her to not recolect, she didn't really want to see how long she'd be here... "I-I just hate it when she orders me to hurt you.... I-I'm not used to such measures... it feels wrong..."
Lilyenne sighed. "The M-Mistress has a penchant f-for sadism. She es-especially likes it when she can make s-someone else hurt p-people for her... Do n-not worry, I am used t-to such pains." she continued sadly, looking out to the twilight lit fields
"I don't reconize your race, if you don't mind me prying? I've not seen one as er, survivable as you before..." she qeried.
"I... I th-think... I think I'm human... Or... W-was... The M-Mistress emboldened me with her own m-magic, I don't re-remember anything before that..."
She nodded. "I-I understand...." a part of her hoped that she would be spared such treatment, but considering the actions of the Mistress she doubhted she'd keep a toy soo frail. "And yet, I'm worried when she gets done wiith me fussing on you of the other way around... mostly of my odvious lack of the Judge's protection here..." she noted a bit sadly.
Lilyenne's smile faded a little. "I-I'm sure y-you will be fine, you a-are not officially in-inducted yet..."
Kiri also seemed to frail up slightly. "Inducted? What, like a collaring process?"
"A-ahah, you could s-say that. The M-Mistress will give you more o-of... A magical brand... It would turn you in-into something l-like me..." she continued to whisper, throwing furtive glances at the sleeping Mirchell.
Her ears drooped. So she wasn't getting out of this without loosing some of her vierian bloodline. "Oh..."
Lilyenne shrugged Kiri's hand from her shoulder, "It's not a-a pleasant p-process. B-but for n-now, you can d-do as you wish. I have t-to stand here until M-Mistress allows me to m-move..."
"That's the problem. I've been dropped a stranger here, and seeing how the Mistress is quick to anger when I do question, I dare not test her patience soo soon. It could lead to certain unplesentries I could have avoided..." Kiri responded with a deep flush. "Though perhaps you could tell me where I could replace my garmentry?"
"Ahah, I b-believe it was n-not your questions which w-were the problem, but your lack o-of addressing the Mistress p-properly. F-for clothes, the Mistress has o-ordered some for you..."
"Oh, I see... I'll try to remember in future... It's just not something one gets used to over a course of a few moments...
"I-I'm sorry to hear that. B-but it is something th-th-th..." Lilyenne yawned loudly, before continuing "That you sh-should learn while h-here... She does n-not tolerate it otherwise..."
Kiri nodded. "Duley noted..."
As the two continued their hushed conversation, Mirchell stirred, and Lilyenne blanched. It seemed the demoness was waking up.
Kiri also silenced as the greater demon stirred, not daring to speak
Mirchell eventually sat up, staring at her two girls across the room, and her eyes narrowed dangerously. Lilyenne remained silent, and bowed her head. "Lilyenne. Fine. Go and sleep. You can have a little while, not long, and if you don't wake up when I say..." she growled, at which Lilyenne curtsied. "Th-thank you for you genourosity, M-Mistress!" she stuttered, quickly walking over, and curling up in her basket, eyes fluttering shut. Mirchell then looked at Kiri. "And just what were you doing? Did I tell you to get out of bed, Kiriana?"
She blushed a bit, lowering her own head. "I-I'm sorry Mistress, I presumed too much..." It was easy to just be honest of such input.
Mirchell snorted, and swung her legs out of the bed, standing and stretching. "Of course you are, and of course you did. Your new bedroom will be arriving shortly. Go and sit in Lilyenne's bed while you wait. I have some business to attend to." she snapped, before striding out of the door without waiting for Kiri's compliance.
Kiri nodded slowly, only doing as the demon asked, sliding quietly beside Lily in a small sitting pose soas not to make her angry for moving away to anywhere.
After a time of sitting next to Lilyenne, who soon started snoring, there was a tentative knock on the door, and an imp peeked around, and squeaked in a voice that could almost be cute "Wh-where's the Mistress?" he yipped, before ducking back out, and a half dozen more imps flew in, carrying a bed almost identical to Lilyenne's, and a similar robe, though in deepest purple and scarlet.
"Don't worry, she's not here at the moment," Kiri remarked, watching the imps carry the clothing and basket inside. Though not really her colors, she guessed she wasn't much to judge for that anymore, she noted to herself if slightly dryly.
The lead imp, who's tuxedo was a red tint compared to the others grey, nodded, and gestured. The bed and robe were lain next to the wardrobe, and then the imps quickly scurried out, and Kiri could hear them fluttering down the hallway.
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Kira let them go, though she didn't get imformed of moving or not, so thus stayed resolutely in place, ears low as her cold shoulders shuddered in the slightly chilly air of the demon's room. She couldn't quite be sure how long she had lasted like this, naked, constantly worried about the other's safety... still, she kept saying it wasn't as bad as she thought it was, but she still didn't feel right torturing her for the Mistress's benifit
Some time later, Mirchell shoved open the door, and dragged a figure in. It looked humanoid, but was shrouded completely in black cloth, so it was impossible to tell what it was. In its hand was clutched a broken sword, the blade snapped near the crossguard. The demoness threw him to the floor near her bed, and glared at Kiri, an approving nod that she was still where she'd been left. "Kiriana, those are yours I presume, so get dressed. Put the basket wherever you want along the wall, I don't care where. Then if you want, you can help me with this." she snarled, gesturing at the figure on the floor, who curled up in fright.
Kira nodded quietly, quickly sliding into the new robe whilest sliding it close enough to Lily's that there was a little space, but enough to not cause any space difficulties. "W-what happend, Mistress?" she asked hastily, looking over the black-clothed figure once again before turning her gaze to Mistress. She had to start somewhere, she thought.
Mirchell watched Kiri's positioning with interest, before speaking. "Little bastard tried to enter my realm from On High. Fucking spies. I think we need to teach him the error of his ways..." she snarled slowly, staring deep into the figures hood.
Kiri also glanced at the figure, though more likely just out of curiosity then anger. After all, she technically came from a surface world. "On High, Mistress? Forgive me, I don't know the term." Still, she did at least grab her staff and rapier just in case trouble was going to happen, though the rapier she slid into the rope part of her belt as she held her staff.
Mirchell lent down, and grabbed one of the figures arms, twisting him around so that his elbow was facing him. She raised a hooved foot, and then brought it back down sharply, a nasty crunch heard as his arm broke. Kiri could see jagged whiteness sticking out through his robes, but Mirchell wasn't done. She twisted the two halves of the arm in opposite directions, causing the figure to scream all the louder, writhing in vain as he tried to escape. Eventually the sound of ripping was heard, and the figure slumped, apparently unconscious. The albino demoness let him go, and spat on the body, while blood pooled underneath the arm. She turned to Kiri. "The Mortal plane. In the order of dimensions, the Mortal one is the 'highest', while we are below, Netherworld at the 'bottom', though this is hardly sensible, as all three planes extend beyond such simple terms, but that is why we refer to anything coming from the Mortal world as 'On High'. Good idea though, give me that sword." she explained, holding out a hand to Kiri.
Kiri seemed shocked a bit, but doubhted disobedience would be tolerated by such a being, especially as the beast seemed to be quite physicially evil in actions. Still, even as she handed her rapier to her, her head turned and a ear flipped over her eyes, to hide the bloodshed she knew would come
Mirchell took the rapier, and twirled it around to a backhand grip, before stabbing it straight through the figures good shoulder, it came out the other side dripping with blood, and pierced the floor as well. The figure grunted in pain, but was unable to reach up to pull it out, only able to writhe a little on the floor. Mirchell didn't seem bothered with asking questions, and stood up, going over to pick up her own sword. "Kiriana. Why are you hiding? Don't like a bit of punishment?"
Kiri shuddered at the cold actions of the demoness. "M-Mistress, where I am from, this would be seen as execution..." she said quietly, voice trembling as her ears continue to shield her eyes.
Mirchell laughed, and grabbed the figures unpierced shoulder, and shaking him around roughly, blood pooling on the floor from his wounds. "Exectution, Kiriana? No no, I do not intend for him to die, that would be boring! But now, we wait for him to wake up! No good doing anything to someone who's unconscious!"
Kiriana whimpered, her unused ear drooping at the pooling blood, only cowering at the demon's sadistic pleasures.
A few minutes later, Mirchell kicked the figure lightly, and when he didn't respond stormed out of the room, returning a few minutes later with a bottle, which she opened, and shoved into the figures hood, presumably making him drink it. After a few seconds, he started spluttering, and moving about again. The demoness, happy, stood up, and pulled her sword from its sheath, paused, and then flipped it around, grabbing it by the serrated blade, proffering the handle to Kiri. "Stop hiding, and do something useful. Stick this somewhere painful in him, and be quick about it!" she demanded, almost poking Kiri's chest with the pommel.
She whimpered loudly at the anger directed at her, though she dared not anger her further. Kiri grabbed the huge blade, almost tilting over from the weight, but still shuddering, started muttering a line of apologies even as she stabbed forward, not too sure where it would land between her twitching and jittery hands and it's weight
With the bunny-girls lack of control of the massive sword, she missed the figure completely, slicing his robe a little as it thudded into the floor. Mirchell laughed, and turned slightly, grabbing, and twisting Kiri's ear until she fell to the ground. "Well that's not good enough, is it? Now get up, and do it properly, or you can join him!" she snapped, kicking Kiri lightly, and picking the sword up again, proffering the handle for her once more for when she rose.
Kiri did another small whimper, of course she'd fail the first time, she had to focus, or else she'd hit a very life-threatening organ. A part of her wish she did, after all it would ease the poor thing's pain. Still, her Mistress's wrath would be the biggest crime, so gripping the sword and once again shaking like a leaf, she tried to focus. His unmaimed shoulder... it may leave him unable to escape, but it was the only other situation she could think of. And with that, the blade only slightly twitching now, she lunged.
The blade was massive, far bigger than the foil stuck in his other shoulder, and the serrated edge made sure some rather unpleasant tearing could be heard as he howled in agony, throwing his head back, and his hood fell off, revealing the face of a blonde Elf, his face contorted in fury and agony. Kiri's strike had been far too weak to send the sword completely through his shoulder, but Mirchell soon helped with that as she grabbed Kiri's hand still on the blade, and shoved downwards, more tearing heard as the sword emerged on the other side of his shoulder, and touching the floor. Mirchell let go of the sword and stood back, while it seemed that as soon as Kiri let go, it would fall to the side under its own weight, causing who knew how much damage.
Kiri didn't want to let go, but the weight soon outwieghed her arms, as she gave a small squeal as the weight of the blade literally pulled her arms down with it as she futily tried to hold it up, before her arms gave up and the entire blade came crashing to the floor
The Elf's screams echoes throughout the room as the blade swung sideways, and with a final, wet tearing sound, came free, blood splattering across Mirchell's legs as it landed, thankfully flat first, on his chest, cutting his screams short with the weight. Mirchell cackled evilly, and bent to pick up the sword, raising it to her own face, and licking the blood from the blade. "Well done, Kiriana, well done indeed, now, what do you think I do next?" the albino demoness asked of her, returning the blade to its sheath after she had 'cleaned' it.
Kiri was shaking, her face pale beneath her short fur, limbs quavering as she feels her body shaking. "I-I do not know, M-Mistress," she stuttered, her mind half-wrecked from the torture
Mirchell shrugged, and went into her wardrobe, returning a moment later with what looked like a poker. "Now we have some more fun. LILYENNE!" she suddenly shouted, causing the girl to jerk awake, immediately standing up. "Y-yes, my M-Mistress?" she quavered, barely stifling a yawn.
"Help Kiriana here, and bring this -thing- downstairs after me." she said, indicating the Elf, and looking expectantly at Kiri as Lilyenne said a few more obediant words, and started to walk over.
Kiri also went nearer, though not quite sure what she was meant to do, still in her shattered mind she knew if she did something the demon didn't like, she'd be next
Lilyenne reached over, and grabbed the handle of the rapier, quickly drawing it out to a shudder, and a gasp from the Elf. She dropped the bloodied blade to the floor, and grabbed underneath his arms, making to pick him up.
Kiri understood, and took his other arm, eyes welling with tears as she grabbed the crippled form, muttering deep words of apology as she went to do as her conquror had stated
Mirchell shot a dirty look at Kiri, but didn't say anything, instead storming out of the door, sword belted now to her waist

 

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Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

She led the girls down the stairs to the main hall, then through a side door, more steps going down, until a wave of heat hit them. As they emerged into a large room, Kiri could see that this appeared to be empty, except for a glowing portal some way ahead of them. Mirchell walked through it, not waiting for the girls.
Kiri, as she was holding half the burdan, continued to carry the body, though she was quite sure she felt wet stains of blood seeping into her robes, electing another terrified shudder
She was obviously right, after a time, she could feel her fur beneath the robe matting together, and as she stepped through the portal, the heat intensified. This looked like a factory of some sorts. Humanoid demons were toiling away, working forges and such, and the sound of hammering was everywhere, loud enough to hurt Kiri's sensitive ears. They could see Mirchell a ways off but she wasn't checking that the girls were following them, the portal was still open, and the hall hadn't had many imps busling around in earlier...
She knew she had no chaance even then, so she demurely followed. She was stuck, and was quite sure there was ways the demon was holding her even she couldn't comprehend. After all, who knew if it was she who called her into this world anyway? Her speculations and fears were spinning through her head, making it hard to think...
Even though they lost sight of Mirchell shortly after, she walked much quicker than the girls who were having to lug the dead weight, Lilyenne seemes to know the way, and eventually they came upon the demoness in a small room with a furnace burning white hot. She looked up scathingly, and indicated a table a little ways away in a patch of shadow, before returning to the furnace jabbing the poker inside, and twirling it around. On the table were a bunch of straps and restraints, and it was obvious what the purpose of it was...
Her face blanched once again. Quietly, she did as the setup insinuated, laying the poor elf down and starting to tie him down...
Lilyenne did as such as well, while Mirchell tended to the furnace. She called over "Get a strip of his clothes, a nice big one. Quickly now!"

Lilyenne was quick to oblige, picking up a shard of metal from the floor, and making a tear in the Elf's leggings, before tossing it aside, and tearing off most of the lower half of his leg coverings, taking it over to Mirchell, Who wrapped it around one end of the now glowing poker, her hand smoking slightly as she released the red hot metal. Unphased, she now let the poker heat up some more, until is was glowing white hot, at which point she withdrew, the poker seeming to fry the very air around it as she walked over. She held the rod to Lilyenne, not bothering with words, who took it obediantely, and softly touched it to the Elf's chest, the cloth across his chest catching fire, and setting him yelling in pain again. How the scraps around the end of the poker were still intact was anyones guess, but after a few seconds of his torture, Mirchell grabbed the poker away again, and proferred it instead to Kiri. "Go on, put it somewhere else, make it entertaining!" she demanded, though her tone did not indicate anger at the moment.
She seemed to jump a bit as she sees the demon handing the weapon. Still, she didn't want to make her angrier, though she found this entertainment absolutely sadistic torture. Her eyes closing slightly, she slid the poker's point towards the elf's breeches, before finally settling at where the joint betwen whatever he wore for footwear and the pants met, touching above it with the poker
The cloth quickly burned away to the pokers touches, and the flesh beneath started to bubble from the intense heat, the smell of burning and boiling flesh filling Kiri's nostrils. The Elf screamed again, babbling for mercy, which Mirchell ignored, instead pressing her hand on top of Kiri's forcing the poker to decend with ease through the Elf's skin, until she felt it hit bone. the screams went higher and louder, as the stench intensified, and superheated blood and liquidised flesh and muscle began to pour from the wound and trickle down the Elf's leg, steaming as it went, and drawing more cries.
Kiri's eyes were screwed up shut, her entire body aching sympitheticly as the demoness forced her hand, tears streaming down her face as she felt and heard the effects of this cruel torture...
After a few more seconds of making Kiri hold the poker in place, Mirchell suddenly grabbed it from her, the glowing metal rod slipping across, and burning away more flesh as the screams stopped. The albino demoness walked away again, and shoved the poker back into the furnace, leaving it inside with the cloth-wrapped handle. The Elf had lost consciousness again. "Kiri, stop crying, else you wish to join him?" she snapped, walking back over, and grabbing her chin, forcing her to look up, her sharp fingernails digging into the bunny-girls soft skin, drawing blood. She could quite plainly see out of the corner of her eye Mirchell's hand resting on the pommel of her sword, and the smirk of the demoness' face, obviously hoping she'd continue crying.
Kiri's gaze leveled with the demon's a spark of either anger or madness in her face as it contorted with fury at the Mistress's actions. "I am not like you Mistress. I do not find pleasure in such actions, nor will I ever," she hissed, the first time she have ever shown displeasure at her enslavement, her anger at the demon at least halting her tears, so she had at least done as the Mistress asked
Mirchell grinned evilly, and reached up to grab Kiri's throat, lifting her clear off of the ground with a single hand. "Oh? I consider that a challenge, Kiriana, we shall have to see what can be done about it, won't we!" she laughed cruelly, before grabbing her crotch with her other hand, lifting her over the horned head, and tossing her against the wall. Mirchell stood over her, laughing as Kiri slid to the floor, amidst a collection of metal shards, presumably weapon blades that had not yet been completed.
Kiri coughed a bit, feeling a scatch here, a stab here from the jagged metal, no doubht the demoness was going to thrash her to within an inch of her life but right now she really didn't care as her anger at the senceless torture grew. Grabbing a blade that seemed relatively cloe to completion, she charged the demon with a howl of anger, a pair of blasts of electrical energy flying from her as she goes on the offensive
Mirchell didn't seem ready for the sudden outburst, but a quick reaction, led her to dodge the first blast, and try and catch the second, the electricity forming into a glowing, crackling ball in her palm, but leaving her vulnerable to Kiri's charge, as the sharp shard was plunged into into the demoness' gut, even as it dug into Kiri's hand. Dark blood spilled over the blade, joining the brighter blood on Kiri's hand. The demoness stood and looked for a moment, before her face contorted with anger, and she grabbed onto Kiri's ears, squeezing and twisting them together as she stepped forward, not caring for the blade sinking further into her soft belly.
Kiri knew that if she didn't act fast, she'd be nothing more then a husk the demon would use to play kickball. The blade embedded in the demon gave her just enough of the idea she needed, and with her hands still holding tightly on the hard, sharp metal energy once again crackled to life, the effects of twin thunder spells coursing through it as she screamed with the pain of the demon's hands grabbing her sensative ears
Mirchell's face contorted further as the spell coursed into her, and the sound of sizzling could be heard, smoke rising inbetween the two as the demoness howled ferally, and yanked upwards and back, a small ripping sound heard as Kiri's head was pulled away, forcing her hands to slip off of the sharp shard. her left ear had torn slightly near the base, but nothing that it wouldn't recover from. Once tossing the girl away again, Mirchell reached down and slipped the metal blade out of her gut, growling, and tossing it aside. "Well now, that was interesting, but you should know I don't like my servants being disobediant. If you want, we can go upstairs, and have a proper fight. I'll even let you equip yourself from my personal armoury, or you can beg for forgiveness now, and hope it works." She snarled, seemingly unconcerned with the wet stain spreading across her already dark clothes.
Kiri also was not too concerned with her injuries, her body allready soaked with a collection of blood, her body trying to focus as much magic energy into her agressor as she could. She couldn't stand this any longer, she needed to stop this demon... she was not going to be turned into a depraved monster like her...
Mirchell was prepared this time, but not quickly enough. A wall of yellow light, tainted with green sprung up in front of the demoness, the spells Kiri fired off blistering against the shield, which faltered, and broke, though Mirchell was adequately ready when the weakened spells got through, and they were deflected on her drawn sword. Kiri could see Lilyenne standing standing back, hands glowing as the aftereffect of the spell.

Mirchell stalked up to Kiri, and without a second thought, rammed the sword through the bunny-girls arm, her tail raising up to plunge through the palm of her other hand as it instinctively went over to look at the injury, rendering Kiri unable to cast another spell. "Well, I see you would choose neither. Only your fault." Mirchell snapped, before raising her free hand and punching Kiri's face, hard. She followed by grabbing her ears again, and forcing her to the floor, a knee on Kiri's chest.
Kiri had expected this. Now with her futile attempt at freedom failing, she was limp as she felt the demoness pummle her half to death. Her eyes closed, expecting her life to be ending soon
Her release didn't come, though Kiri could hear movement, even though her eyes were closed. She felt the sword leave her arm painfully, and the tail leave her hand, before she felt herself lifted up, and her arms tied behind her back.
Kiri stayed still, expecting something bad to happen, but deciding this time she'd let it come and try her damnest not to cry out. She was not going to give the demon the satisfaction of screaming in her final moments.
Then it happened. She heard the scraping and sizzling of the poker being removed, and a "M-M-Mistress?" from Lilyenne, before the pain struck. Horrible, torturous pain as the white-hot metal slid against her soft belly, cutting burning holes in her new robe, cruel cackling heard in the background of her own mind screaming for escape.
Kiri gritted her teeth, trying hard not to scream as the poker dug it's way in, she felt the pain, the urge to let it out almost blinding her, but she couldn't let herself break... the demon would be too satisfied with that...
After a few seconds, the poker left, her skin crying in relief as the cooler air washed over it, but her relief was short lived. A hoof came slamming down on her knee, a clear snap heard, followed quickly by the other, intense pain shooting through her, and then a clawed hand grabbed at her chest, hooking into her robe, and then yanked downwards, the cloth tearing easily.
A sharp gasp managed to get past her lips, but she clamped her jaws shut as she tried hard to not scream, her legs crippled and now stripped clear as the demon had her entire body to use to it's sadistic tortures....
And use her the demoness did, cruelly. She felt the poker stabbing into her. Into her exposed flower, driving through her folds mercilessly, a grim silence all she got from the other two.
The pain was unbearable, her body now truely violated from the intense heat, gritting her jaw as the creature started to force the tool into her, trying to stay quiet, even if the pain would drive her insane more then the creature's torturing of the victim did...
Mirchell seemed to be getting upset if Kiri opened her eyes, though it was Lilyenne torturing Kiri. Suddenly, the poker inside her twisted, burning against her walls as Mirchell strode up and shoved Lilyenne aside, grabbing the poker and twisting it around, poking madly inside the poor bunny-girl.
Kiri still refused to let the demon have her satisfaction, gritting her teeth harder even as she felt the pain of the poker sliding all over her quickly-violated hole, the heat being the worst part of the torture against her.
Mirchell screamed in fury, and with a single cruel thrust, drove the poker straight up, not caring what damage she did, while slamming a hand onto Kiri's chest, breaking a few ribs, then grabbing her ears, twisting and pulling them around.
She felt her jaw lock up, resolutely holding herself. She could feel the poker puncture something as the demon drove further inside her then ever, and even still she fought hard to not release the horde of pent-up pain inside, a single tear coming from her eye from the vile tormen
Mirchell, furious, dropped the poker, and she could feel it beginning to burn its way through her insides horribly, while the demoness grabbed an ear in each hand and pulled violently, the torn ear getting into even worse condition, and the tail plunged into Kiri's leg, causing a small wound, which Mirchell left her ears for, getting a few fingers in, widening the hole, and then going inside, pulling at her very muscles. Kiri could feel her consciousness fading, but she couldn't really hold back for much longer, if at all...
If her stubborness was to be the death of her, then so be it. She would not be the first the demon killed for her folly, and if anything, she doubht the last. She just have wished her last moments would have been of home, she pined, as her body jittered and thrashed but still she made no sound...
Mirchell was completely mad now, but still unwilling to let the girl die. With a scream, she pulled the poker out, and instead stamped on Kiri's head, pushing her into the wonderful, cold silence of unconsciousness...

 

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Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

Kiri awoke, to find herself with a strange combination of feelings. She was lying on something comfortable, but her entire body was sore, particularly her internals behind her belly, and her limbs were in awkward positions, which revealed itself to be because she was hogtied... She was still naked, and it turned out she was back in Mirchell's room, lying in her basket. It appeared that the massive injuries she'd suffered earlier, while little more than a memory lost in a haze of pain, were healed, just a little soreness and stiffness remaining. Through the window, she could see that it was nighttime, and next to her, Lilyenne was curled up in her basket, snoring lightly. Mirchell, however, was sitting on the bed, facing away from her, and chatting in demon. After a while the thing she was talking to was revealed to be another imp, who flew out of the door. Mirchell watched it go, then picked up her sheathed sword, and secured it to a holding inside her wardrobe. It didn't appear that she'd noticed Kiri was awake yet.
Her dreams of Ivalice were drained from her head as she realized her perdicament, that she had once again found herself in the demon's lair, her body tied, and her injuries healed. In her mind she thanked Lily, even if it was on the Mistress's orders, And quietly stared over at the demon's back, hoping her weary eyes would be enough to garner her attention.
As Mirchell turned away from her wardrobe, and her glowing eyes met Kiri's, a smirk spread across her face. "Oh good, it took you long enough. I bet you're hungry, it's been three days, Kiriana." she said suspiciously calmly, walking over, and sitting next to Kiri's basket. It was true as well, the poor girls stomach rumbled for nourishment. "Are you ready to give up, and call me your Mistress again yet? Or do I have to try and make you scream again? It would be much easier for both of us if you gave up, though I won't exactly complain should you refuse. I have some food for you either way, it would not do for you to die." she continued, indicating a tray nearby, which was laden with what looked to be a rather delicious meal, the smells of freshly roasted meat, vegetables, and other delicacies. It seemed the demon, not knowing her feeding habits, had tried to accomodate for everything she could think of.
The meat she didn't much care for- even if viera did eat meat, it was hunted game they usually carried in themselves- though she noted her hands were still tied behind her either way. "I guess this is going to turn into a battle of minds then, Mistress?" she pointed out with a sideways look as her tied body strained but failed to bite at one of the fruits.
Mirchell pushed the tray away, and grinned. "If you insist, though I guarantee I will enjoy this more than you. Hold still while I untie you." she smirked, before reaching down and pulling a slipknot, and most of the ropes binding Kiri fell away, the others pulled off in short order by the demoness. "There, now eat, then we can talk."
Kiri did so, and it was quite odvious that she wouldn't be able to fight back anyway- she was sure she wouldn't be able to get her weapons correctly anyway. Quietly she ate, taking a few of the fruit, enjoying what she was sure was one of the last few moments of survival she'd get...
Mirchell sat quietly to watch her eat, and when done, sparked up again. "So. You don't want to give up? Not even slightly?" she said, a dangerous undertone to her voice.
Kiri stopped at finishing the fruit, leaving the meat untouched. "I have found your ideas of pleasure quite barbaric, and I refuse to bow down to such actions in order for you to enjoy them. That is my stand, Mistress, take it how you will." Her voice was casual, though perhaps the demon could still sence the one bit of fear from her not wanting to repeat the pain process
Mirchell sighed, and rose to her feet. "As you wish, I see where you are coming from, and I also see I will get rather a lot of enjoyment out of turning you. Get Lilyenne up, now." she demanded, going over to her wardrobe, and leaving Kiri to Lilyenne.
Kiri sighed a bit. She knew this was yet another test, though she did as instructed. Forgoing attempts to tickle, Kiri simply gave the girl a soft but firl slap in the rear, her staff nowhere near of cours
Lilyenne's eyes opened slowly, and she rose, eyes fluttering tiredly. "Y-yes? You're awake? Wh-whe-" she was cut off as Mirchell shouted back from the wardrobe "Lilyenne, get up and get ready, there's some food left for you." Lily blinked a few more times, and stretched. "Thank you M-Mistress..." she stuttered, before going over to the tray, eating the meat dish eagerly.
Now doubly glad that she hadn't eaten the entire plate, Kiri simply waited, ears fluttered down
Mirchell eventually reemerged as Lilyenne was finishing, carrying her sword on her waist, and a staff of her own, which crackled with electricity. "Come on. We're going. Out." she said bluntly, gesturing for the door, while Lilyenne was only too quick to oblige, her own staff in tow. "You don't need your weapons or clothes, just go." Mirchell said to Kiri, raising the staff.
Kiri oblidged, letting the demon press her in the right direction as needed, still looking demure and nervious at what evil punishment she had in mind, though she swore to herself she wouldn't scream.
This time, Mirchell ushered the girl down a different hallway, not even going downstairs, but through some branching corridors until they reached a heavy, dull, metal door, which Mirchell shoved open with a grunt of effort, indicating the girls should go inside.
Kiri followed, a steady flush coming to her face at the size of the door. Something behind that much reinforcement must be bad....
Inside was... Suprisingly little. The room was bare, and stone, and there were multiple holes in the ceiling, walls and floor. The entire room smelled... Organic, to say the least. Kind of like fish. Groaning with effort, Mirchell pulled the door shut behind her, and turned to Kiri, and shrugged. "Last chance, beg for my mercy, or else we get to have some fun." she said, grinning madly while Lilyenne lowered her head, obviously knowing what was going on.
"I stand by my word. Do your worst," Kiri noted simply, the determined look to her face. If she did break it'd be difficult, that's for sure.
Mirchell nodded, grinning broadly, and motioned to Lilyenne, who took her own robe and boots off obediantely. Mirchell then reached up and pulled Lilyenne's pendant over her head, sliding it over a horn, and picking up Lilyenne's clothes, walking through a larger gap, and then closing a similarly heavy door over it, with a cry of "Have fun!" echoing after her.
Kiri gave a sideways look to Lily. "Is she going to punish you with me just to make me feel worse of this?" she snaps, glaring around the room warily.
Lilyenne only shrugged. "It depends on w-whether you count this as p-punishment." she stuttered, as the sounds of creatures moving about inside the other, small gaps in the room.
Kiri literally blinked in surprise as she turned to face her. "Say what?" she said with a small literal blink.
Lilyenne looked down at the floor. "Y-you'll see. They're coming..." she muttered, as the first creature poked its 'head' out from a gap, before sliding out completely. A long, thick, sickly green tentacle, that floated slowly down to about a metre off of the floor, seemingly 'looking' at the girls, even though it had no face. Kiri could hear a soft moan behind her, seemingly from Lilyenne
Kiri stared at the creature that had slid through. 'What under Ivalice...." she muttered, one ear cocking slightly as she tried to think of what the beast was that might have such a appendage
After only a few seconds, the 'tail' of the beast slid out, putting it as, quite simply, a floating tentacle, just over three metres long. More shuffling could be heard filling the entire room, and another tendril showed itself, sliding out of its gap, then another, then another, until there were about nine of the beasts in there with the girls, and yet more shuffling could be heard. Behind her, Kiri could hear a small whimper from Lilyenne, even as the beasts started to move forwards towards her, circling them predatorily.
Kiri on a whim took a few moments to turn and look at Lily, just to see what they were up to with her whilest still trying to watch out for the creatures.
Lilyenne was sitting on the floor, legs spread wide, and... Playing with herself... She had a hand over her crotch, and very slight wet sounds could be heard as Kiri saw two fingers working her own flower, while the other hand groped her breast.

The tendrils, on the other hand, where not currently occupied, and took advantage of Kiri's momentary lapse of concentration, several dashing forwards, wrapping around her midsection, pulling her arms to her sides, and and one around each leg, before pushing forwards, and sending the girl crashing to the floor. The tentacles around her leg yanked open roughly, exposing Kiri's holes to the beasts, one of whom pressed up against her, rubbing between her ass cheeks.
Kiri may have been a stranger to this land, but she was no fool when it was right in front of her face. Screaming slightly she thrashed in the vine's grip, struggling with the odd tendrils
As she screamed, Kiri could hear Mirchell laughing from wherever she was hiding, malicious mirth echoing into the room. Lilyenne was not so tightly bound, either the tentacles were used to her being here, or they were set at ease by her submission before they'd even done anything. Both girls were hoisted into the air, Lilyenne more or less resting on a bed of thick tendril, while Kiri was bound tightly, and two more tentacles came forwards to her nethers, one prodding at her anus, the other two playing with her labia and clitoris, before deciding it wasn't worth it. One went plunging into each hole, the one in her rear writhing around madly as it tried to get into her tight, unused ass. The one in front had no such trouble, and slid past her pussy lips with ease, while the second there teased Kiri for a few more seconds before positioning itself next to its brethren, seemingly trying to gain access too. Higher up, more tentacles approached, one coming up to her mouth to rub its scent all over her face, threading between her ears, her neck, before prodding at her lips. Another coiled itself around her breasts, turning them into a suitable valley for itself to slide between the orbs from below, so the 'head' was poking at her chin. She could hear more slithering as no doubt more tentacles entered the room, and over that, the sound of LIlyenne moaning, soon muffled, as no doubt Lilyenne was given similar treatment.
It seemed at least Lily was used to all this, as Kiri hersel was squirming and wriggling against the demonic entities, squealing between closed lips as she felt the tendrils gathered all over, working her in delightul ways even if she wasn't used to the creature doing it. It was soo alien....
The tentacle at her mouth, seemingly frustrated by her being unwilling to cooperate, lay across her face, squashing her nose so she couldn't breath out of it, and tightened its grip on her neck, until she had to open her mouth to breath, and it loosened on her, plunging straight into her, and thrusting straight to the back of her throat. The various other tentacles around her body began to thrust too, their thick lengths beginning to pump Kiri's poor body, amidst the sound of laughter from the adjacent room. Any resemblance of pleasure she was experiencing was temporarily washed away with intense pain from her flower, as the second tentacle shoved itself into her, stretching her far wider than she was sure it was supposed to go...
It was odvious for Lily this was a treat, but it was easy to remember now this was Mistress's attempts to break her into the mindles slave once again. Wincing with the pain, Kiri fought hard with the tendrils, even as her breath came in short gasps around the shaft stuffed in her mouth and the tendrils stretched her wide. And to think this was the first thing she was trying, Kiri added to the back of her mind, not adding to her confidence
In a brief glimpse around the room as her head snapped back, Kiri could see that Lilyenne was actually worse off than herself. She had no less than three tentacles forcing their way into her pussy, two in her ass, two more alternating in her mouth, one deepthroating, then withdrawing, making space for the other to do the same, one was between her breasts, another between her clenching feet, and one more in each of her hands as the human girl submitted, willingly pleasuring as many tentacles as she could, while her belly bulged each time the tentacles thrust into her.

Those working Kiri showed no mercy, and ploughed into her, causing her legs to buck subconsciously. She could feel more tentacles prodding against her lower holes, but were unable to gain access, she was too tight. More tentacles, obviously eager to enjoy the same treatment Lilyenne was giving them, started to rub against Kiri's open palms, and another wrapped around her ankles, pulling them together as its head rubbed against the soles of her feet.

The sound of scraping metal was heard, and another look around the room saw that Mirchell was entering, wielding the staff, and shocking any tentacles coming close to her with the staff, until they all avoided her as she sat against the wall and watched their punishment, Lilyenne moaning like a whore as she took the appendages gladly.
Kiri once again was trying to hold back sound of how stimulated this was truely being- she still wasn't ready to submit, not after what had happened to the elf- but she couldn't deny herself that now the strain of stretching was starting to go down, her body down there was growing quite soaked, even as she wriggled a short moan would still escape her, even trying her hardest to stay silent.
Behind her, Kiri could hear Lilyenne giving off short, muffled squeals of ecstasy, and as she looking around, the girls eyes were closed, and her limbs were all shuddering, signalling she had came for her captors, before even they had. And as the tentacles continued to ravage her, Kiri could feel a knot forming in her own stomach, pleasure slowly overriding the pain, and Mirchell cackled again "Come on, Kiriana, relax, enjoy it, see, Lilyenne does, why shouldn't you? Cum for me, and we'll see how much you love me then!" she giggled evilly, batting aside another tentacle that approached her.

Completely seperate, Kiri could feel the tentacles using her swelling slightly, splashes of warm, sticky precum being fed for her to taste, lubricating her ass, matting her fur together, all signalling that perhaps, she could outlast the tentacles after all...
It would be close who would break first, Kiri thought as she squirmed in the multiple grips holding her tight. Still, perhaps if she could last enough, she could outlast it and let the demon know she could deny a little bit of the beast's fun. Still, the spare whimpers and mewls were more common now as she felt her body reacting more to the creature's stimulation, the feeling of cumsplatters making her fur slowly turn white slowly adding to her horniness for some odd reason
The tentacles sped up, thrusting like no tomorrow into Kiri's helpless body, more and more precum splashing out over her body as the knot in her stomach tightened, and suddenly, the one in her mouth stopped moving, and shot its cum into her, and she was unable to drink fast enough, her mouth filling up and overflowing, cum squirting around the tentacle to coat her breasts and face, though the tentacle refused to give her a moments respite, and continued thrusting inside, more and more cum squirting across her as her mouth was abused, until Kiri had managed to drink the remnants in her mouth.

Unfortunately, this seemed to be the only one to climax, the others relentlessly pounding even as their companion restarted on the trembling bunny-girl. Mirchell was laughing harder and harder at Kiri's humiliation, careless enough for a tentacle to start trying to poke at her nethers, which was swiftly met by being pounded into the floor by the electrostaff...
With her face and bustline soon starting to look similar to a snow rabbit rom the mess, Kiri's lusty moans were now starting to break her silent treatment. She needed to hold out, but there was just too much stimulation, too much pleasure....
At her continued resistance, the tentacles began to break, now, the one abusing her ass came, hot, sticky seed flooding her rear entrance, and squirting out from the overload, dirtying both buttocks, and her fluffy tail soon got stuck together with the messy seed. Though like the one in her mouth, this orgasm didn't stop it, and it continued to pound mercilessly into her, though with no resemblance of pain now, what little had been left dissapearing as her canal was well lubed up with monster spunk.

At the same time, the one thrusting between her breasts climaxed too, giving Kiri a huge facefull of cum, painting her face, neck, and upper chest white with seed, then her breasts bounced again as the tentacle resumed its dirty work, thrusting between her now oddly alternating colours of fur...
Kiri couldn't hold it anymore. Exploding in pleasure, she screams out loudly as her own juices sprayed all over her violators, back arching in pleasure, the spotted look not assisting with her ability to concentrate as she feels the cumsplatters all over her body...

 

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Mirchell laughed all the louder as Kiri failed to hold it in anymore, and her vision turned white, though she could vaguely feel the tentacles still working her body even as she came.

When she recovered enough to see again, her body was considerably whiter, and looking around, Lilyenne was on the floor again, dripping in cum, but looking content, only a single tentacle in her pussy now. Kiri, on the other hand, was still suspended, and being viciously used, and as she looked on, the two tentacles in her pussy exloded into orgasm aswell, thrusting deep past her cervix as twin jets of seed flooded her womb, causing the bunny-girls belly to expand as it struggled to take all that was being given to it, but the euphoria was enough to send Kiri into another mini-orgasm, legs trembling as ripples of white-hot pleasure tore through her, and she was rewarded by most of the other tentacles shooting trails of cum across her exposed body.
The tentacle in her mouth withdrew after thrashing a bit, leaving her mouth full of tendril seed, but able to talk. Kiri saw that Mirchell was standing nearby, tossing aside the tentacle that had been wrapped around her head, and she spoke. "How does that feel? It seems you like that as much as Lily does, even after they're finished with her she wants to keep one..." she cooed evilly, staring at Kiri's cum-soaked face with a hungry look.
Kiri took a few moments to cough out enough tentacle seed so she didn't sound like a gurgling mess before panting in a soft rasp, "Under other circumstances Mistress, I may have enjoyed it more... It twas an interesting experience at least..." she responded, giving a few yelps as a tentacle would twitch and rub over her a few times
Mirchell's grin broadened. "Well, if you want, you can stay here until you can enjoy it as much as possible-" she was cut off by Lilyenne screaming in orgasm once more, writhing about on the floor as the tentacle writhed around inside her cum-stained form. When she was done, Mirchell continued as if nothing had happened. "Unless you are going to decide to apologise for your poorly thought out actions earlier, and swear yourself to me, I think I might just leave you here for a few hours, and see if that does anything." she finished, Kiri reminded of just what that meant as the tentacles still grappling her sped up again, thrusting happily into her pussy, ass, bust, hands and feet.
Kiri simply gave the determined glare back at the demon's dark sadistic stare. "I apologize for nothing Mistress. Leave me if you wish it, I won't fight you over this." It was hard to look determined as your backside was bucking more then an onry mule though, she added to hersel dryly even as short pants broke her words slightly
Mirchell grinned happily, and said "As you wish, you can help me instead, we'll allow Lilyenne to pleasure herself for a while." she grabbed Kiri's ears, and dragged her lazily to the wall, where she left her to get fucked for a while, as the demoness slipped off her sash and trousers, and then sat down with her own demonic pussy exposed, looking at Kiri expectantly as she dragged her and the tentacle collection down to ground level, rotating them so Kiri's face was pointed at Mirchell's stomach, as if expecting Kiri to know what to do.
This preformance must have been effecting the demon more then she thought, she wondered to herself. This was quite literally the first time the demoness had lowered her nickers in her sight after all. Still, she'd work diligently as instructed, as long as it wasn't to apologize. Quietly, she bent her creme-covered head forward, licking at the demon's slit and clit with short, slow strokes, curling her tounge over it's love button even as she felt the tendrils plunge back and forth...
The shift in perspective didn't bother the tentacles one bit, as they continued to piston rapidly back and forth, quite easily able to upset Kiri's diligent rythm should she let them. Mirchell herself showed no signs that Kiri was doing well or badly, grinning down at her as she apparently submitted. "Good girl. Go on, make me cum, if you can." she cooed down, sadistic undertones threatening what might happen if Kiri failed...
A part of Kiri wondered if the demon was enjoying the argument off thiers about as much as she enjoyed torturing the elf... she pushed the thought from her head as she started to lick deeper, even if her tounge would suddenly twitch out of rythem from a particularry visious thrust downward into her belly
As they continued, Mirchell refused to show any signs of pleasure, not even touching Kiri as she was pounded from behind. As the bunny girl continued, a squirting sound was heard amidst Lilyenne's moans as she received another load of tentacle seed. This was met by the feeling of Kiri receiving another ass full of seed herself as that tentacle ejaculated into her, and continued to thrust as cum flowed out of her ass once more.
Kiri almost expected her fur to be white for at least a few days, even if the demon did let her wash due to the volume of cum sprayed forth on and in her. Going for something diffrent- and probably up the demon's alley- she gently nipped at the demon's clit, sliding her tounge in to lick as she continued to tease it with her front teeth
The demoness didn't react much to this new treatment, though Kiri saw her hand twitch the first time she nipped Mirchell's clitoris, and a soft, but feral growl was heard above her, and one of the tentacles being held in her hands came again, shooting its seed mostly onto the floor, though some splashed across Kiri's bloated stomach and Mirchell's hoof. It was rewarded by being electrocuted and tossed away by Mirchell, who then grabbed the hand that had been pleasuring it, and yanking it free of the tentacle wrapped around Kiri's midsection, giving the bunny-girl a hand to use as well as her mouth.
Kira didn't need much instruction more with that, moving her tounge and teeth to nip and flick at her clit as her fingers started to prod pointedly, moaning out quietly asthe tendrils continued to work on her the entire time
Mirchell shifted slightly as Kiri continued to stimulate her, and Kiri heard her say "Hmm? You like this now? What a whore you are, enjoying treatment like this, hmm?"

Of course, during this whole time, Kiri could feel a knot forming once more in her stomach, though the tentacles playing with her breasts and other hand got the message of the last one, and lay off her, though one instead coiled around her breasts, playing with the nipples to encourage her excitement, while the other slid round to poke at her anus again, trying to gain access, but still failing due to how tight she was.
The tendrils were slowly starting to win out again, though Kiri was gonna try hard to assist with the demon more, sliding two fingers into the demon's slit and curling them slightly as she slid them back and forth, mewling slightly at the speeding thrusts into her own body
Below her, Kiri could see the demoness' hand clench into a fist, and, just for a second, begin to tremble, before it stopped. Yet still, Mirchell made no sound or other movement to indicate if she liked it or not, while tentacles continued to pummel into Kiri, and Lilyenne moaned loudly in the corner. Though, to Kiri, it was quite obvious Mirchell was enjoying herself, even if the demoness refused to admit it. Her pussy was quite soaked from the treatment, and the labia were quivering with desire.
As Kiri's moans became more consstant, she'd speed her fingers up, now three of them playing with the much larger demoness as her tounge looped around her clit, lapping around it as best she could as her body quivered in it's own delight with each back thrust as the coiling grew close inside her again
Kiri could see that Mirchell was getting quite a kick from this, as her hand began to tremble in earnest, and she could hear her shuffling about above, apparently shaking her head a little. The tentacles maintained their speed inside Kiri, and one of the ones in her pussy came again, causing her belly to swell once more with their seed, the thick cum shooting out of her once more as the tendrils continued their lewd work. The one pumping between her restrained feet also came again, showering Kiri's legs and ass with more white cum.
Her own body quivering as it fast neared it's second release, Kiri worked in earnest on the shaking demon, moving her hand faster and firmer inside her as she licked all over her upper lips, trying hard for the demon to make it's release before hers. A part of her seemed to like that she could cause this mean, spiteful creature to writhe in bliss against her...
Mirchell started growling as her hand spasmed once, raising and thumping against the floor as Kiri stimulated her, while the other tentacle in Kiri's pussy spasmed and orgasmed again, before the first load had even drained out of her, providing massive pleasure as the two hot loads swirled around inside her passage and yet, each tentacle continued to pump as if this wasn't even tiring them.
At least this time she wasn't growling at her, so that was a plus, she quiped in her mind, managing to slide her pinky into the demoness's fuckhole even as she realized she better work fast, as she wasn't going to last much longer, moving her fingers as fast as she could into her Mistress
Mirchell's feral snarling picked up an octave, and she leaned back, Kiri could see blood seeping from her clenched fist to the floor, as the demoness' hips bucked once. She seemed to be very close to her peak, but was holding back as best she could, waiting for the tentacles to fuck Kiri into orgasm first, a task they were performing admirably. Kiri's own know was about to burst too but luckily, Mirchell lost their unspoken competition, and she let out a single gasp, as her hand sprung open, revealing the self-inflicted wounds on her palm, and her legs jerked, a splash of her cum splattering across Kiri's face as the tentacle in the bunny-girls ass came again in record time, yet another hot load of cum filling her white-stained canal, leaving Kiri as the only one not to have orgasmed so far, though it wouldn't be long before she was forced to. Mirchell lay back against the wall, breathing slightly heavier, but not saying anything.
It quiet literally took about three seconds before the tendrils inside caused her own release, making her scream out in pleasure as she finally goes, squirming and twitching as her juices spray out all over again.
After a few seconds of sitting and watching Kiri as she came, and regardless of such, the tentacles continued to pound her relentlessly, the demoness eventually said "Well now, well done to you, here, this might make you feel better."

She brought her injured hand in front of her gushing pussy, covering it from view, and turned the bleeding palm to face Kiri.
She blanched a bit as she saw the hand injuries. "P-perhaps next time Mistress should grip her staff soas to avoid your hands getting injured..." she stuttered, not meaning to have caused her to cut herself, even as the demon tendrils continued thier infernal digging into her body
Mirchell laughed. "No no, I mean you should take a drink, it will make you feel better." she said, pressing her palm right close to Kiri's face, "Go on, take a taste. Oh, and do you want those things to continue? They won't stop by themselves." she said, calmer than usual, pointing at the thick invaders in Kiri's orifices. Lilyenne was on the floor again, writhing mindlessly as she continued to make no attempt to stop the single tentacle fucking her, she actually seemed to be encouraging it, stroking along its length as much as she could in here passion. Mirchell threw her a small look, uncaring, before returning to offering her blood to Kiri.
Kiri cotinued to give the blood an odd look, but slowly she leant forward and relented, taking a small taste of the demon's blood even as she flushed deeply at the copper liquid touching her lips. "O-only if you deem it Mistress...." she panted, hips shudddering quietly
Mirchell's blood tasted... Contradictory, to say the least. There was the taste of metal, obviously, but then, for some reason, pretty flowers and perfumes sprung to mind from the taste...

Pulling her hand away afterwards, Kiri felt reinvigorated, her aching pussy and ass, no longer ached. "I will deem it such when you say you'll not question my personal habits again." she said simply, grabbing Kiri's shoulders and pushing her into the air again with the tentacles, making a motion, and the tendrils that had been hovering expectantly nearby approached again, quickly starting to use her breasts and hands again to satisfy themselves, while another returned to her head, wrapping gently around her neck and ears, the head resting against her cheek.
Kiri had expected this at the very least. Quietly and resolutely she didn't complain as the tendrils began wrapping around her as it started to slide around her again. It's not like she could get free either way, though she wouldn't get much option to argue with her either way.
Mirchell sighed, and stood up. "Fine. I'll be back in a few hours, either for you to give up, or to give you some more blood. Either's fine with me." she said, making her way to the exit, as the tendril plunged into Kiri's waiting mouth without hesitation, cutting off any reply she might've had.

Mirchell kicked Lilyenne as she got there, and said "Lilyenne, you get a choice now. Back to bed, or stay here. I'll be back later."

Lilyenne opened her eyes to stare up at Mirchell, who was carrying her clothes under one arm, not bothering with dressing just yet, and moaned out "M-M-Mistresssssss... I l-like it... Can I sssstayyyyyy...?" she pleaded weakly. Mirchell grinned again, and knelt down, giving Lilyenne her hand to suckle on for a few seconds, before pulling open the heavy door with a groan of effort, and exiting, pulling it shut again after her.
Kiri guessed the demon's blood had some form of control inside it. Still, she wasn't going to fight over her of her personal beliefs. Still, the tendrils didn't help her cause much, as they squirmed and twitched inside her, for what she was sure was going to be a long hour.
After Mirchell had left, Lilyenne fell back to the floor, moaning, and beckoning more tentacles over to her, willingly let them take full advantage of her, except for her mouth, which she kept clear of thick tendrils.

At least two or three hours later, it was hard to tell, the door came open again, and Mirchell walked in with the crackling staff again, and the tentacles immediately backed off
the tired, cum-soaked girls, leaving them free to say anything should they want.
Kiri wasn't in very good shape when the demoness returned. Her eyes had glazed over rom the multiple orgasms, her fur by that time was soo white with cum she matched the demon's silvery hair all over herself, Add in her state of mind, pretty much reduced to a pleasure-filled haze and she probably could have been worse for wear by the end of this...
Mirchell approached Kiri, and the tentacles lowered her quickly to the floor, withdrawing from the staff-wielding demon. She ignored Lilyenne, who was still going strong with her own menagarie of tendrils, and stood towering over the weakened bunny-girl.

"Now, are you going to give me your surrender, or am I going to feed you?" she said bluntly, reaching for the sword on her hip.
Kiri panted a bit as her head was allowed to unscramble as she dropped to the ground, partly landing on her belly and allowing some of the copious amounts of cum to flood from her, cough and spluttering. Looking up at the demon, she managed to sputter out, "I will not harm the innocent just for your guiltless pleasure, I thought I made that quite clear Mistress," she managed to croak out with her slightly-nasaled voice, odviously some o the liquid had backed up to stuff her nose even slightly.
The demoness sighed angrily, and drew her sword out, but then sat down next to the weak girl. "Is that the -only- thing you don't like? You take all this, just because you don't like to hit things? And for your information, the Elf was hardly innocent. He was tresspassing and has paid for it. Anything else, or shall I leave you to my pets?" she explained, raising a hand to grab the sword blade, looking questioningly at Kiri while she waited for the response.
Kiri looked determinably at the demon, still quaking weakly but her gaze at least is steady. "My strength still stands where it needs to, Mistress. I will not relent..."
"That, Kiriana, does not answer my question." Mirchell said, letting go of the sword and instead trailing the sharp and serrated blade along the bunny-girls bare, whitened belly.
"Then leave me. I won't become your butcher, Mistress," she hissed.
"I can be my own butcher. If it bothers you so much, we can leave that grisly business to me and Lilyenne." she continued casually, pressing in a little to draw some blood from Kiri's belly.
Kiri whimpered a bit as she felt the blade press at her. "T-that's not what I meant. I will not take place in such heinous acts, and even still I can smell the stench of blood off you as you come in, Mistress." A tad more dramatic then she may have planned but it did voice her opinions on the matter. She wasn't sure why but whenever she looked to the demon anymore she felt anger deep inside since the incident with the elf. "I am sorry, but I cannot break my views of life."
Mirchell shrugged, and withdrew the sword, grabbing at the blade with her own hand, and yanking downwards to the sound of tearing flesh. Blood poured freely, and she held the hand to Kiri. "Drink if you want to survive. You don't look like you could take much more." she said plainly, though she looked ready to force her if she refused to drink.
It was the only food offered, and she admitted to herself the liquid protien diet didn't do much to satisfy. Looking dejected, she still moved her head to the bleeding palm, licking some of the blood streaming from it.
Mirchell was dissatisfied with how little Kiri took, so grabbed the back of her sticky head, and forced her forwards, until she had drunk enough blood that Kiri felt as if she'd just had a good nights rest and a heary breakfast.

 

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Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

Dropping her to the floor again, Mirchell then raised a hoof, and stamped on Kiri's nose, breaking it again in an instant. Blood poured down as her newly sharpened senses sent waves of pain throughout her body.

Mirchell then went over to Lilyenne, and offered the blood to her as well, before going to pick up the staff, and start frightening away the tentacles from the messy girl. Lilyenne didn't seem so affected by the blood, and remained seated until Mirchell commanded her to stand up, at which point the girl quickly rose, and followed her mistress out of the >>
door without question, which was then closed, leaving Kiriana alone as the tentacles came for her once more. The difference was, this time, that there were twice as many now that Lilyenne was gone...

Kiri wouldn't have much time except for casting a small cure spell to fix her nose, stemming the nosebleed. So this was her plan? If she didn't give in she'd be left in this room and only fed the demon's blood? In retrospec that didn't seem that bad of an option, she thought to herself, except for the fact that the tendrils seemed never satisfied...
Quickly, the tendrils were upon her again, pushing her back to the floor, lifting her up, then remorselessly stuffing her. Her time so far seemed to have widened her considerably, and now the tentacles finally managed to get two into her anus, as much as it was blindingly painful, while a third forced its way into her pussy, a fourth try to fit inbetween them, but luckily failing. Immesurable pain was shooting through her from the additional violation, and the rest of her body was quickly used too, mouth stuffed with two alternating tentacled, breasts accomodating two more, two trying to get handjobs from her, two more using her quickly tied feet... There was no pleasure this time, for the first hour or so, until the intense pain faded into >>>
mind numbing bliss as load after load of hot, sticky cum filled her and covered her, leaving her barely recognisable underneath the coverings. Those that couldn't find somewhere to satisfy themselves merely wrapped around her, and eventually found places out of desperation. Her legs and arms were forced to bend, and tentacles took advantage of these, sliding between her legs, under her armpits, and into the tightening gaps beneath her knees and elbows...

After she had decended into the haze of numbness, and recovered the gods only knew how much later, Kiri eventually began to feel pleasure from her torture, and as time went on, the girl writhed in orgasm after orgasm, each one only aiding the tentacles in shooting more of their seed... It seemed to take a lot longer for the demoness to return this time, and after many hours, even the powerful blood of Mirchell couldn't keep her in control of herself, and in a final orgasm, she could only pass out from exhaustion...
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It lasted for hours, her body twisting and writhing to the violation, to the point where she saw two try to press at her nipples trying to find purchase but luckily failing, until her body sunk onto autopilot, bucking and squirming of it's own accord, it's master's mind shattered under constant arousing assault, face blank until finally her eyes closed and bliss of sleep came to her
After whoever knew how long, Kiriana awoke, though it was hard to open her eyes for the vast quantities of cum covering her. It was a miracle she hadn't had her nose and mouth completely blocked up...

When she did manage to open her eyes, she saw that she was still in the room, almost floating on the vast lake of white cum. Luckily, she has been mostly left alone, there was but two tentacles left, one thrusting between her breasts, the other still in her anus, which, along with her pussy, felt weak, achey, and leaking cum into the lake below her.

Beyond the two remaining tendrils, she could see Mirchell, who was sitting with the staff across her lap. "Oh good, you're awake. Took you long enough."

She stood up, and waved the staff, hitting the tentacle in her ass, causing it to go limp, and making Mirchell grimace, lean down, and yank it out, throwing it away. The one on her breasts fled on its own.

"Now," she continued, "I think that's enough pleasure for you. Get up, we're going other places. Namely, " she wrinkled her nose "A bath. Then we can start talking about you agreeing to serve me again." she finished.
Kiri hurt all over, her body was sore in places she never usually got sore fighting, and still the demon felt she would change her ways eventually. Kiri at least was thankful she was free now of the tendrils, as to her surprise they were a lot more punishing then she had expected. Still, she only nodded, ears drooped against her cumstained back
Mirchell walked over to the door, and pulled it open, then stood aside as the tentacles slunk back into their crevices, and she waited for Kiri to raise herself from her lake and go out. Obviously Mirchell didn't much care for Kiri's pain, and wasn't even offering any blood this time, instead getting impatient as she waited.
Kiri managed to stumble to her feet slowly, head still spinning as she soon follows behind the Mistress even in her weakened state.
The albino demoness closed the door behind the two, and led Kiri up the twisting corridors, until they reached another, wooden, door. Mirchell was ignoring the long trail of cum left behind by Kiri, and opened the door, revealing a rather luxurious bathing area. The room was filled with aromatic steam, and the large pool in the middle looked rather enticing. Mirchell pointed at it, and growled "Get in, wash, get out. Be quick about it."
Kiri did as the demon instructed, hussling into the bathroom and starting to wash the cum off herself
The water was soothing, but as the disgusting gloop was washed away, Kiri still felt just as sore and achey as before, perhaps unsurprisingly considering just what she had been through.

When she was done, and clean, revealing her brown fur once more, Mirchell called over. "Come on, that's enough. More choices to make."
Kiri sighed as she got up, no doubht she expected to get herself under attack by yet another round of the tendrils. Slowly drying off slightly she went near the demonessa again.
Surprisingly, Mirchell led Kiri back to her room, and instructed her to wait outside. A few seconds after Mirchell herself went in, a towel flew out and struck Kiri in the face. "You're not coming in until you're dry, you're not dirtying my room." she snapped, before slamming the door shut, leaving Kiri in the corridor, naked, dripping, and clutching nought but a towel.
Expecting this punishment to be more personal, she did as instructed, scrubbing herself down with the towel slowly while she waits for the door to open again.
After a while, the door was pulled open, Mirchell standing there looking angry. "What are you just standing there for? Get in if you're done!" she snapped, standing aside for the girl.
Inside, she could see that Lilyenne was curled up and asleep once more, having been cleaned herself. Mirchell confronted Kiri, and said "Well now, I'm going to presume you won't accept me, so you know I have no choice but to continue your punishments..."

She then went over to her wardrobe, and began rumaging around, and a short laugh was heard as Kiri was left standing there.
Kiri continued her standing wait, allowing the demon to plan any evil plots she could think as she waited.
Mirchell emerged with a short metal object with what looked like an arrow head on the end, and some kind of tool on the other. She then put it on the bed, drew her sword, and charged at Kiri suddenly, laughing.
Kiri yelped in surprise, going to duck under the swordblade as it swung at her, hoping to avoid the menancing strike
Instead of a blade slamming into her gut, Kiri instead received a hoof to the face, knocking her back up, and then pain overwhelmed her as the vicious blade plunged into her belly, serrations ripping apart the skin as Mirchell immediately pulled it out with a small flourish. She licked the blood from the blade, then sheathed it, going over to pick up the tool from the bed. Luckily for her, the sword had not hit any internal organs, merely causes a large but thin gash across her belly, to the side of her stomach.
Kiri screamed out loudly at the gash, falling to the ground. Panting weakly, she grabbed her belly with one arm while trying to keep her head from spinning... What on earth was she going at? she thought
Mirchell grinned, and paused for a second as Kiri screamed, apparently savouring it. Then she knelt down next to the fallen girl, waving the tool she was holding. "That's better. Now I want you to beg for mercy, and I'll stop. Fair enough? Good, lets begin." she said matter-o-factly, before jamming the arrowhead into the wound, and grabbing onto the implement on the end. The demoness angle the thing around, and then pulled it to the side, slipping the head of the thing inbetween Kiri's stomach and intestines. She then started to screw something on the other side, and inside her guts, Kiri could feel the arrowhead... Opening... Shoving its way through her insides, causing even more pain than the poker had however long ago it had been...
Kiri was quite shocked in expression as it started folding out. Her screams pierced the air, even causing her own sensitive ears to twitch from the pain. Odviously she wasn't going to not disagree with her, but instead torture her whilest she waited for her to yield. The tentacles had been a opening act....
Kiri could see the demoness' features soften into a happy smile as the screams filled the room, and she suddenly pressed a button on the tool, which caused the arrowhead to suddenly dash out an inch or so, then retract, before she began to continue slowly expanding it as normal. "I can do this until you pass out. Then when you wake up, we'll try it again in a different spot. Sound good?" she chimed happily, continuing the horrible torture.
"N-NO! I-It's terrible!" she shrieked, the tool digging inside her making her pale. This was exactly what she was trying to avoid even as she tried hard not to beg for mercy, the tool boring in causing her to continue her terrified screams
Mirchell paused for a moment, thinking she'd won, but when Kiri refused to actually beg for mercy, she shrugged, and continued screwing away, until a click was heard, and the thing stopped, pressing lightly against her intestine and stomach walls. Mirchell growled, and then put her finger in an opening at the top, which started glowing, and then the metal inside Kiri's guts began to burn in such a way that no damage was being caused inside, just pain. Pain beyond anything, it felt as if it were attacking not her body, but the bunny-girls very soul...
The viera seemed to freeze, her body growing rigid at the searing heat. This was beyond screams, there was nothing in her vocabulary for such pain before. She knew from that point this torture would be the doom of her, but she had to hold out, just a little longer...
Shortly after, as Kiri was on the verge of blissful unconsciousness, it stopped. A horrible pain was felt as the arrowhead pulled itself together, if not a patch on the searing pain before, and after a bit of wriggling, Mirchell pulled it free. She set it down again and reached for her sword. "Now then, where do you want it next, hmm?" she asked sweetly, raising the blade over Kiri's abdomen again
Kiri had enough. "N-No more.... y-you won... j-just please... stop Mistress...." she stuttered in a weak rasp, ears drooped as she admits defeat
Mirchell smiled, and on someone who wasn't quite so evil, it might have been considered a warm or friendly smile. As it was, the demoness had twisted this gesture into one of sadistic pleasure. Luckily, however, she set the horrible tool aside, and instead stood up, offering a hand to Kiri to help her up. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it? And now it's done, problem solved. Now to see to your wound there."
Kiri silently let herself get picked up, face still very pale even as she allowed the demon to see to the wounds she inflicted. Still she didn't know how to respond...
Mirchell herself did not see to the wounds, but instead pulled the girl over to Lilyenne's basket, kicked the human hard in the chest to wake her up, and then brought Kiri in front of her. "Lilyenne, fix her. Internal damage first." she said simply, before stalking off into the corridor, slamming the door behind her. The girls could hear her shouting something in demonic as she went off. Lilyenne stretched and sat up, looking blearily at the wound, before reaching over to her staff. "Th-this'll hurt..." she muttered, before poking the crystal just inside the hole.

She was right, it hurt like hell, as a flash of light spilled from the hole. After a few seconds, Lilyenne pulled away, and as they watched, the wound sealed over, and all that was left for Kiri to remember it was a mild ache, and the horrible memories...
Kiri panted a bit as the wound slowly sealed up, it was nothing in comparison to the burning pain, and even still she looked dejectedly to the floor. "I-I can't believe I gave in to that..." she whimpered, still looking dejected as she rubs her sore belly
Lilyenne looked over her emotionlessly, and then returned to sitting in her basket, leaning against the wall. "W-well, it is to be exp-expected. The Mistress is unrelenting in m-matters such as these..." she stuttered, laying her staff beside her again.
"I-I'm sorry for ever doing this... I thought I was saving you pain when I held back my energies in our fight... but to be truthful I think it's been even worse losing like this..." Kiri noted in a small sulk, still downcast.
Lilyenne's expression did not change from being totally blank, though she shrugged. "Wh-what's done is done. Neither of u-us could havae predicted th-that events would've turned out l-like this. It h-hasn't been all bad, at least f-for m-me..." she said, looking down at the end.
She nodded a bit. "I'm glad at least I'm scapegoating some of your troubles at the very least. It was my original intent anyway, even if I didn't plan it like this..."
"My tr-troubles are my own. You sh-share them through your own f-fault... The M-Mistress would never have l-let you k-kill me, but she w-would've rewarded you for b-beating me..."
"I know that now. But still, I didn't then. I think it's just my nature, I rather not maim unless I need to, and then you seemed nothing but a scapegoat for the other's actions... Your magic strength is commendable though, were you a mage before your enslavement?"
"N-Not a mage... I..." Lilyenne trailed off, thinking hard.

"I think... I w-was... A P-Priestess...? I... Hmm..." she stuttered to a halt, staring confusedly at her hands.
"If you don't remember it's fine, I expect it's been quite a while," she replied, still flushed herself. If this was what she had in store of her life, she wasn't looking forward to it. Still, she seemed to have stunned the poor girl into silence, and thus let her contemplate. Perhaps she was remembering?
Lilyenne continued to stare at her hands for a few minutes, before Mirchell burst back into the room, and threw a pile of clothes at Kiri. Soft boots, which looked to fit rather well, and another robe, this one more similar to Lilyenne's own, black and sky blue, compared to the humans own black and blood red. "There you go, now get dressed." Mirchell said, before walking into her wardrobe again.
Kiri once again took the bundle to the face, one ear getting clipped with a boot while accidentally falling into Lily's lap. Blushing she quickly scrambled out of it and dressed quickly. Surprisenly, the boots included the same ballet-style arch her race's attire usually included, making her wonder if she had them specially crafted for her or if it was just coincidence.
Lilyenne didn't react to Kiri landing on her, seemingly lost in thought still, though within the wardrobe, sounds of shifting and crashing could be heard.
Kiri tilted her head as she looked towards the wardrobe. She knew what was held inside, so no doubht the demoness was seeking a feindish toy of some kind or another
A few seconds later, out came... Not Mirchell? Except, it really looked like her. This figure was human, and shorter, only about six feet tall, though dressed in the same clothes, and having exactly the same hairstyle. Her eyes were normal for a human, except for the blood red iris'. The biggest giveaway was the sword on her belt, which was the same as the demoness', and as such, dragged along the floor as she walked.

She stopped in front of Kiri, and stared coldly at her. "What?" she snapped, opening her arms. "I'm going places, and you're coming with me, Lilyenne is not. Her eyes are too much of a giveaway, and she can't shapeshift."
Kiri still was blinking at the transformation. "As you wish Mistress," she managed to stutter, sliding upwards. It was almost comforting to be actually taller then the demon holding her captive for once, even if it was by about a few inches not counting her ears if they were full height. Still, she made odvious signs to follow.
"Damn straight." Mirchell growled, before turning, and stopping. She turned to Kiri, and said "Do you think the sword's a bit too big to be realistic?"

The demon appeared to be seriously asking Kiri, as she pointed at the massive blade.
Kiri seemed to seriously think about it. "If you were a little bit bigger it'd be fine, but currently unless you strapped it at a two-handed sword it might be a big big Mistress." As for feeling the drain, she expected that- after all, the last time she was even less then able-body when she attacked, she was limiting her options.
Human-Mirchell put a finger to her lip in thought, before unbuckling the sword, and holding it up, grimacing at it, and allowing Kiri to see that even in human form, she retained extremely sharp canines. Scowling, the woman slung it over her shoulder, and tried to buckle it over her chest, proving unable as she couldn't get the strap to close over her still considerable bust. Scowling, the demoness threw it to the floor, and went into the wardrobe again, shouting curses in demonic. She came out a while later with a long chain-belt, which she attached the scabbard to, and slung it on her back properly. She then pulled at the blade, turning out to be too short to pull it out properly. Screaming a curse, Mirchell then yanked hard at the handle, hard enough that the sword flew out into the air, and she grabbed it. "Too unrealistic?" she asked Kiri, glancing inquisitively at her.
"Perhaps yes Mistress, sorry" Kiri mentioned quickly, her ears drooping at the show of anger as she fought with her favorite weapon. On the plus size it was a interesting show, and it seemed she was strong as a human as she was a demon.
The demoness scowled, and unbuckled the belt, sheathed the sword, and set it behind the wardrobe, muttering more curses. She then went in again, and came out with a smaller, plainer sword, the kind of longsword commonly used by human knights. This she wore comfortably on her waist, without it looking wierd. This didn't stop her looking scathingly at the blade. >>>
"Is this better?" she demanded, shaking her hips to demonstrate the sword flopping around in its scabbard.
"Y-yes, it's much less noticeable and more believeable Mistress," Kiri noted quickly, hoping the fast awnser is what she wished for.
Mirchell grunted her approval, and stalked over to the unresponsive Lilyenne. "Lilyenne! LILYENNE!" she shouted, slapping the girl from her trance. "We're going, you're in charge until I get back, don't try and open that door by yourself, get help for it. You'll hurt yourself alone." she instructed, Lilyenne only nodding. Mirchell then walked out of the door.
Kiri was quite sure what tht door was, but didn't mention it as she watched Lily wander away. She was hoping spuring that memory out really didn't cause her to phase too much out of it, it seemed she really did give her food for thought. Either way, she looked to Mirchell. "What now, Mistress? Are we to walk where you're headed?"
Mirchell paused, and then said "Part of the way, then a portal, then another part of the way. Quite simple really. Oh, wait, before we go, do you need to eat? I forget with you people."
She shook her head. "I think with what your pets pumped into me I'll be set for at least this journey, Mistress" she replied, blushing furiously at the memory of being used as a personal cumdump for hours on end
The demoness shrugged, not at all phased by the memory, and continued downstairs, and out through the door. The green sun was setting, and Mirchell stared at it for a few seconds before setting off at a brisk pace, obviously knowing where she was going.
Kiri only followed, her face loosing it's blush as she followed the demoness. "I'm guessing we're going to mortal lands Mistress? You're not one to play dress up without a reason," she queried, keeping her voice calm and sweet and tried not to seem annoying or mean with it.
Mirchell threw a dirty glance over her shoulder. "Yes. And another thing, I need you to tell me when I can get away with slaughtering people who are trying to stop us, and when it would be unwise to do so. Ah, and if we are forced to diplomacy, remember to call me Mistress, though if a proper name is required, Michelle. Michelle Alberts. To at least sound human is necessary."
She nodded quietly to her, "Well, to simply put it Mistress it may be best to withold the er, slaughtering, unless there really isn't another choice, most of the time humes can be pursuaded from violence. However usually if they're shooting first commence the slaughter though."
She nodded. "Very good, I suppose. Do you have a surname? It's not important, but a precaution."
She shook her head. "None that I know of, sirnames for most of Ivalice seemed unimportant due to the clan systems, oddly."
"What you just said made little sense, so I shall assume you just don't have one. Fine by me. Over there is where we're going." she said, pointing at a glowing point in the distance.
She nodded simply, though the fact she didn't understand her name of country and it's usual way of gathering warriors together didn't surprise her. It seemed she really was dragged into another dimension, she mused, falling silent behind her as she mutely follows
The demoness had nothing else to say, and eventually they reached their destination. 10 feet above them, a glowing, swirling portal hovered. Mirchell paused. "I forgot it hovered. Oh well. Don't scream!" she snapped, before grabbing Kiri by the crotch and neck, and hurling her upwards towards the portal, going straight through it. There was a rather odd feeling as she shifted dimensions, mostly because she had been heading up, and when she emerged on the other side, she was suddenly flying sideways, and fell to the floor in a heap. The landscape around her used to be a village or town of some sort. Now, it was a burnt out shadow of its former self. All the houses were blackened, collapsing, and empty. Nothing moved.

 

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Dusting off some of the ash from the long-gutted buildings, Kiri rolled to the side, almost expecting the demon to follow a similar direction as she did as she waited on her to escape. Still, the return of air that she didn't catch the whiff of sulfer and brimstone on from the Mistress's forge was quite invigourating.
Mirchell didn't emerge for quite a while, and when she did, it was in her demon form, and completely naked, all her clothes under one arm. "It turns out I can't jump that high. Stay right there, or else!" she snarled, quickly stalking off behind a burnt out building to hide, tail swishing furiously behind her bare ass.
She tried to hide the smile of seeing her Mistress entirely nude as she nodded and turned so the demon could change and hide her modesty. Aw well, we can't all be born with wings, she thought to herselfl
After some angry, kind of painful sounds behind the building, Michelle emerged without the top half of her clothing on, which she got on as she walked. She seemed to know the way, and struck out on one of the roads leading out of the town.
Kiri followed, simply keeping her keen ears open for any trouble. On the bright side she wasn't being leashed and dragged around like a housect or similar, she thought as she tailed her
Their trip was mostly unneventful, and as the sun set a few hours later, a thought crossed Kiri's mind. They hadn't brought either supplies or sleeping equipment. To match this, her stomach rumbled hungrily.
Kiri hadn't thought of that, but a part of her hoped the demoness could survive, otherwise they may have to stop for the night...
Mirchell carried on, completely unphased into the night, until sometime in the early morning, Kiri started lagging behind from tiredness and hunger, though the demoness hadn't noticed yet that she was getting further and further in front...
Kiri panted weakly, her limbs stutttering as she felt her body start to wind down. "M-Mistress, h-how much longer?" she managed to croak out slowly
This caught the shortened demoness' attention, and she whirled around to stare at Kiri's weakening form. Her eyes trailed up and down her trembling body, and then she thought for a few seconds, before saying "You need to stop? That's fine. We have time. What is it you actually eat?" she inquired, gesturing to the darkened wilderness.
She shrugged slightly as she plopped to the ground. "My race live off natural fruits and game mostly, most of the meat we actually do eat we usually hunt ourselves, and then various produce we either grow or forage."
"I care not for the process you use, what do you want to eat exactly?" the demoness huffed, beginning to take off her clothes again.
She sighed a bit before replying. "I don't know the land. If you can locate some form of wild animal I'm sure it will work Mistress."
The demon continued to strip until she was as bare as when she first came through the portal, and slung her clothes, and the sword, at Kiri. "Works fine for me, wait here." she muttered, before wandering off into the darkness. Some time later, as Kiri's stomach was beginning to beg for food, and her head for sleep, Mirchell, as a hulking, naked demon, returned, and dumped a deer at Kiri's feet, along with a large leaf full of various fruits and vegetables she seemed to have gathered. "Eat, then you can sleep on my shoulder. No point setting up a camp." she grunted, walking off into the shadows again. Obviously it hadn't occured to the demon Kiri might not want her meat raw. Though a few minutes later, she returned again as a human, and threw a squirrel onto the pile, shrugging. She then took her clothes back and began to dress.
She gave a small smile at the demon's assistance. "T-thank you Mistress..." Quietly she move to the deer, as she tried to focus whatever magic power she may have been alllowed to at least sear the meat that was available- unable to use her sword to cut it offhand, as she had no idea where it went after it ha been used on the elf's arm
What she did manage to get cooked reasonably well wasn't that bad, it at least appeased her stomach. When she had eaten her fill, the waves of tiredness overtook her, and Kiri wavered where she stood, and Mirchell wrapped an arm around her waist, and hoisted the girl onto her shoulder. "Happy? Good. Go to sleep now. I don't need to now, so you'll be woken up in the morning..."
Kiri nodded slightly as she rested on her sholders, gently going to sleep...
Kiri's sleep was quiet, and dreamless, and she was rudely awoken with a hard slap on her ass, then Mirchell shouting "Kiriana! Wake up, now!"

The girl was staring at the middle of the demoness' back, a shoulder pressed against her crotch. It was either dawn, or shortly afterwards...
Kiri blinked bemusely as she woke up, tilting upwards on the demon's back. "W-what's happening Mistress?" she asked, the fog of sleep slightly clouding her vision for a moment.
Kiri found herself dumped on her feet moments later, and spun around. "We have some people here to see us!" the disguised demon said, her voice full of malicious delight.

Standing in front of the girls were a group of armed men, clad in mail, with the blue tabard of Eebin across their front. All of them had weapons drawn, and were eyeing Mirchell suspiciously, as the demoness seemed completely unconcerned, and even happy about being surrounded by the group, quite a few of whom were taller than her. The only one wearing a helmet was stood slightly closer to them, looking on bemusedly, and holding a small scroll, which he appeared to have been reading from. Two men behind him were holding some heavy-looking shackles...
kiri looked curiously at all of them. "Is there a problem sirs? I can assure you my Mistress's intentions in this land are pure," she spoke calmly, though she was quite sure she could understand what the shackle's purpose would be if trouble did strike.
The man started to speak, but was quickly cut off by Mirchell. "Now now, Kiriana, leave this to me please." she said, before clearing her throat dramatically. "If you don't get out of my way right now and leave me to my business you will all wake up one morning to find the intestines of your wives and children dangling over your own face, and multiple unpleasantries forced into your own guts." she continued, leaving the men staring in shock at her, before laughter burst out among them. Mirchell was grinning evilly, but the men ignored it, and started to walk towards her. To Kiri's surprise, the demoness didn't fight them, and allowed the shackles to be placed around her ankles and wrists willingly, nodding at Kiri to allow the same...
Kiri seemed utterly confused at why Mistress was letting them do this, but she sighed. "If you wish Mistress..." she muttered, extending her arms.
Bound in irons, the two were led away by the laughing men, and shoved roughly into a wagon some way off. The wagon was filled with prisoners, mostly women, and most of whom were staring at the floor miserably, while a few were crying and wailing, causing Mirchell to grin all the broader. The demoness' hands were bound behind her back, to prevent her reaching her sword, and she was forced to sit on a bench to the side, Kiri forced likewise, while the men continued to laugh and joke about her Mistress.

The demoness gave Kiri a sly wink once they were left with the prisoners, her human eyes sparkling gleefully. There was the sound of a whip cracking, and horses neighing, and the wagon began to move...
Kiri looked around, not enjoying the vibe she was getting. "W-what is this place Mistress?" she asked quietly, trying to keep quiet so the guards didn't have any excuses to complain
Mirchell didn't bother lowering her voice. "What does it look like, Kiriana? It's a 'prisoner' wagon. We're captured, isn't it great?" she said, before cackling madly, drawing bemused looks from some of the prisoners.

The wagon trundled along, for however many hours, and eventually stopped, the sun outside beginning to set. About half an hour later, one of the men threw aside the flap covering the back of the wagon, and some more came in, dragging Mirchell, Kiri, and a couple of the younger female prisoners out, both of whom were sobbing quietly, and they could see a camp set up. The bound girls were dragged into a tent which was larger than the rest, and Mirchell's sword was taken from her hip. The girls were thrown down, and left on there own for a while among the bedrolls...
Kiri got herself up from the ground, dustin hersellf off as best as the shackles would let her. "Er, do we even know if they included charges, or are we like thisi because they just like abnormals..." Kiri asked again. "And addedly, your attempts to disuade confrontation could use work
Mirchell didn't bother trying, lying comfortably on the bedding, while the two human women cried besides them, the demoness obviously enjoying their misery. "They have charges, and reasonable ones, but I doubt we're here for questioning, do you? Do lie back down, I don't want you getting cut in half for trying to escape, Kiriana." she said happily, shifting to lie on her back, looking greedily at the entrance to the tent.

Some time later, eight men came in, all of them missing their armour and weapons, all grinning evilly as they eyed up their prisoners. Two walked over to each girl, the humans screaming for help and mercy, which they didn't receive. The men started to remove all of the womens clothes, and Mirchell still just lay there and let them, not at all fussed by being stripped by the men, until she was bare, just as the other girls were. Kiri could see each of the men getting rather aroused by the captive women, as each started to fumble with their own trousers.
Kiri gave a small growl as the two of the men started her direction. Charges were one thing, but this.... Kiri tensed up as they neared them. "H-how dare you think I'll do this willingly!" she hissed at them, and as one neared her, she'd try a feeble swing with her shackled arms
The men laughed, and caught her hands, twisting the wrists round, until she stopped trying, and continued to disrobe her. "Who cares if you're willing or not, now be a good girl and shush!" one said. Kiri caught a glimpse of Mirchell as she was hoisted into the air by two now trouserless men, and the look in the demoness' eyes suggested that this was exactly what she'd hoped would happen.
Kiri at the very least was annoyed with these stupid guards. Still struggled and kicked even as the loose robe was shoved open around her, leaving her exposed as the guardsd held her still, continuing to growl at the guards and struggle, even if it was fruitless.
The men were getting annoyed at Kiri's constant struggles, and one smacked her round the back of the head, yelling at her to be quiet. One lay on the ground, then pulled Kiri on top of him, as the other two humans were given similar treatment. Mirchell, on the other hand, seemed to be pleasing the guards, who pulled out a key and undid the shackles on her ankles, before pulling one of her legs up resting it on his shoulder, while the other one went to her front, erect cocks poking at her Mistress' nethers and mouth, her body side on to display to the rest of the people in the tent. Mirchell shot Kiri a look telling her to stop struggling, grinning madly as she turned back to the guards, who happily took advantage of her willingness, filling her with their cocks. The humans and Kiri got theirs shortly after, as the other men mounted them, and double penetrated each of the girls, one cock in each of their pussies, and ass. All the men began to groan with pleasure as they started to pump into their prisoners, and all except Mirchell got a slap every time they made a complaint.
Kiri thus would get the worst treatmemnt, as even with her bound and held state, she would still continue to whimper and squirm, earning her several smacks around her body as the humans decided she'd be too hard to fight with more even as she started to sag with the realization she might not be able to escape...
Before the men on Kiri were even sweating, Mirchell had somehow brought them to the throes of orgasm, and the sounds of their moaning, and the demoness swallowing their seed overtook all other sounds in the tent, as both men holding her sank to the floor, their cheeks appearing a little hollow, before each passed out. Mirchell extracted the cocks from herself, and sat up, licking her lips as she calmly observed the others, who were too busy with their girls to notice as the demoness stood up. They still didn't notice as she quickly frisked the bodies, pulling out a key which she used to quietly unlock her restraints, cum drooling from her womanhood as pleasure began to take over the other captives. Looking to the side, Kiri could see that each of the human women were bleeding from their own pussies, obviously virgins, as Kiri felt the knot in her stomach forming.

 

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Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

Mirchell, however, had other plans, and swept up her shackles, before swinging them down on the heads of the men on top of Kiri and one of the humans, a splitting sound heard as they slumped onto the girls. The one on the other human soon followed suit, all three unconscious, and bleeding. The three under the girls yelped in fear, and tried hurriedly to thrust the women off of them, and flee, though this was a mistake on their part as as soon as their female cover was gone, the shackle-maces came slamming down on them, until only females were left awake in the tent. Mirchell grinned broadly, and patted her belly, smiling evilly. "Such a delicious meal. No, not their seed, Kiri. Their souls. Those two are rather drained now, and I have plans for the rest. Get dressed, I don't care if you want to help those two or not, it doesn't matter to me. Just stay here while I deal with the rest." she said. Before grabbing one of the mens tunics, and tearing a strip off to clean her messy pussy, and then beginning to get dressed.
Kiri seemed shocked at both how easily the guards fell, glad that Mistress's demonic side seemed to have more then brawn, and worried about the women, who after hastily wrapping her robe closed she went to check on them. "A-are you two ok?" she asked quietly.
The two humans, after released from their abuse, were crying. One was curled in a ball and unresponsive, and the other lay, staring blankly, but blinking as Kiri spoke to her. "I... I... Wh-what is going on?" she demanded, vision blurred from tears as Mirchell finished dressing, and went outside. A man shouted "Hey, what are you do-!", cut off by a huge explosion. The woman Kiri was speaking to jumped in shock, and grabbed onto Kiri, pulling her close, as the sounds of women screaming and men shouting filled the air. Weapons were drawn, but shortly afterwards, male screams rang out.

Some time later, Mirchell returned, soaked in blood, and grinning happily. "Kiriana, you might want to take them to that wagon, and find yourself a weapon of choice, I'm just going to deal with these lovely peoples commander." she chimed, before exiting again.
Kiri sighed. "Quite odviously Mistress was more pissed off then she let on. Anyway, we better do as she said, I'll get you to the wagon, can you help me with the other girl, erm..." she paused at the end, not knowing a name to go with.
The woman nodded nervously, and stuttered "T-Tabby. I-I'm Tabby..."

Together, the two women hauled up the sobbing ball, and carried her outside. The scene was of desolation. Where the campfire had been, there was now a smoking crater, patches of purple and green fire burning in random locations, chunks of corpse littering the area. >>>
Besides that, there were a lot of mostly intact bodies, quite a few were still alive, whimpering in pain and fear, with limbs either highly damaged, or burnt off completely. There was a large pile of weapons, Mirchell's longsword among them, and from the most decorated tent, screams of horror and pain started to rise, causing Tabby to shrink in fear, and start trying to run towards the wagon.
Kiri heard the yells of fear and quickly followed suit. "If I didn't know better I'd say she showed her true form in there and was beating the living piss outta them..." Kiri muttered as she gently led them into the wagon. "Wait here, I'll see what I can gather for garments and gear."
Tabby just nodded, and clambered into the wagon with the other girl, as the screams from the tent became gurgled.
Kiri nodded and returned to the prision tent to gather up the women's clothing, while going to the weapon pile and finding the sturdiest bow she could find and at least a light sword to wield. In a pinch she could remember some of her archery training, and this was swiftly turning into such a pinch. She then returned to the wagon to help stand guard and watch over Tabby and the other girl, returning thier clothes in the process
The other prisoners still in the wagon were cowered at the far end, huddled in fright, while Tabby gratefully accepted the clothes, and began to dress, before bending down to coo soft words into the other girls ear, trying to coax her out of her ball. Screams for mercy echoes over from the tent, before a sickening snapping sound, then more screams. It seemed Mirchell wasn't letting him get off with the bliss of death.
Kiri sighed, busying herself with strapping on the shortsword she had found and straitening the bow quiver over her back. Now all she needed was the green attire, she thought wryly as she stood guard, checking over the bow for any nicks that may make it inoperable.
Fortunately for her, the vast majority of the weapons, including the ones she had picked up for herself, were in excellent repair, though the string could do with greasing at some point. Then, Kiri saw Mirchell emerge from the tent, still disguised, and the man inside gibbering senselessly amidst his screaming, and picked up her sword belt, buckling it on before striding over to the wagon. When she was beside the entrance, the prisoners all cowered further, most begging for her to spare them, while the demoness ignored them, and said to Kiri "If you feel kind, you can go putting some of those things out of their misery, I won't stop you."

She then turned to the cowering prisoners, looking amusedly at the naked ball still cowering, and began talking again "Stop your cowering, I just saved all of your hides, and now, you're coming with me. So get up, and go and equip yourselves from the stockpile. If you don't want to serve..." she trailed off, and shrugged. "... You die, simple as. I'm sure you all heard that screaming, I can do far worse than that. Now hop to it!" she finished. After a moment of shocked silence, Tabby jumped from the wagon, and ran over to the weapons, picking up attire similar to Kiri, a recurve bow and a longsword, carefully avoiding the gore splattered around.

The rest of the younger people in the wagon, mostly humans, but with an Elf, and a Neko in there, both female, followed Tabby's lead, while the elderly, or the sick looking remained cowering. Mirchell grinned sadisticly at their lack of movement, and glanced at those arming themselves, then looking at Kiri, should she still be standing there.
Kiri indeed stood there. She was quite sure what would happen if she wasn't between Mistress and the weaker prisioners, and a part of herself both felt what Mirch had done was actually just for once, though she didn't want to see what she had actually done on the same leaf of that conversation.
"Yes, Kiriana? I offered them the choice, and now THIS IS THEIR LAST CHANCE BEFORE I GET MY WAY." she said, emphasising the last bit, and directing it at the others, who still seemed unwilling to move, except for a middle-aged man, who slowly got out to go and equip himself.
Kiri still didn't move still. "I may not be the best judge of human intellect, but perhaps you're intimidating them to inaction Mistress? I'm sure given the chance they will either equip or run for it, and we could avoid further bloodshed for those who don't deserve it as much?" She hoped once again she was enough of a voice of reason to sway her, though then again, she never knew
Mirchell shrugged. "If they're too cowardly to agree to my terms, then there's no point them being here at all. Get them out of there Kiriana, I have other things to do first." she said, before spinning on her red-booted heel, and walking over towards the younger people.
Kiri sighed a bit and waited for the demon to get far enough away before speaking. "For those who don't agree to my Mistress's wishes I very much suggest running while you still got the chance. As you can see, she's quite hard to dispute with when she gets into a fury..." she hoped the threat was pointed enough that the scared members of the group would be able to move under those instructions and without the one that did primarily most the destruction in the way of thier passage. As if instigating this further she slid herself a few feet from the door and hung her bow on her shoulder, leaving herself unarmed
One by one, the others slid out of the wagon, until it was empty, and they all fled. Then, a crackling ball of arcane fire streamed past Kiri, and exploded amidst the group. When it cleared, there was nothing left but another smoking crater, and a few scraps of bone and charred flesh. It seemed a couple of them had survived, and continued to flee, in safety. Should Kiri look round, Mirchell turned away, hand smoking, and began walking through the ranks of the younger again.
Kiri blanched. She couldn't believe it, she had given the poor souls a chance to flee, and then just to have the demon fry them. Giving a small growl of annoyence she drew closer to her Mistress, biting back her anger until at the very least a far-away tent.
The demoness was shouting at some of the humans, who were too weak to pick up the weapons they had got properly, and was getting angry, looking like she was about to draw her sword on the cowering individuals, while the rest appeared too scared to do anything, and were all trying to slink back to the wagon.
Kiri didn't know how to respond, her face allready trying to hide anger at the overeaction of killing the escapees, and seeing her chewing out peasents taht never held a weapon in thier lives didn't help her mood much.
Eventually, Mirchell seemed satisfied with the peasants, and sent them scurrying off with a slap round the head, before she turned onto Kiri. "Yes? If you were wondering, no I did not come to this world, nor bring you, simply for the purpose of freeing these wastes of space. This was fun for me, and got us closer to where we need to be going."
"As was torching those that were escaping in cold blood?" Kiri commented, with a slight pang of annoyence that slid down a note when she added. "...M-Mistress..."
The demoness stared increduously for a moment, and then laughed. "Of course it was fun, and necessary, of course. They were a waste of space, so what was the point of them living? I may well just have benefitted whatever society they might have run away too."
Kiri growled a bit. "They were still living and breathing creatures! With homes and families! What if some jerk was to incinerate your castle and everything you owned, and then move to any family you had?" Kiri responded with a retorical aimed directly at her point
The demoness shrugged. "Then it's my fault for letting that being get anywhere near me. And for the record, I killed my family a long time ago. Scum threw me out."
Kiri almost spat out "I can see why" before correcting herself. "Well, don't come crying to me when you kill off what could be an asset later on," she huffed, going to return to the wagon to stew to herself.
Mirchell raised an eyebrow, eyes glittering dangerously as she let Kiri go, and then as she walked, the bunny-girl would feel a searing pain throughout the entirety of her left leg. Looking down, she could see an arrow in it, the shaft springing out of her soft flesh as blood started to spill out, and purple-green arcane flames lapped at the wound. Mirchell stood behind her, dropping the bow she'd snatched from one of the ex-prisoners, and walked past the downed Kiri. "Mistress. Remember to call me Mistress, Kiriana." she uttered bluntly, continuing to walk down the road after the couple of prisoners that had fled had gone. "All of you are to remain here until I return!" she shouted over her shoulder, while Tabby and the she-elf rushed over to Kiri, putting arms under her shoulders to pull her upright, and help her to the wagon, repeatedly asking if she was alright.
Kiri gritted her teeth, but on the other hand she was greatful. It was the least she could have done for such an action. "It's fine, she's done worse for almost as little," she mumbled, flushed as she grit her teeth and taking a knife that was slid into the arrow quiver went to investigate the wound, trying to see how hard it would be to remove the arrow and dress it without making it too much wose off for herself.
The arrow had bitten deep, but unfortunately hadn't come out the other side. Kiri felt as if it had penetrated the muscles, and a small tug brought intense pain. Maybe the arrow was barbed?

Regardless, the elf knelt down, and lifted up Kiri's leg, tearing the robe slightly to get the leg bare. "I can't see how much damage it caused... I... There's not a lot I can do without proper equipment..."
Kiri nodded as well. "I didn't see what head of arrow she used either... it may be best to trim the shaft down, and hold it in until we can get proper medical... unless my healing magic could fix it up, but I don't want to risk too much..."
The elf nodded, and picked up her own small, curved sword, gently reaching up, and then slicing cleanly throught the shaft, before calling for some of the others to get water. Though Kiri felt fuzzy, and shortly after, passed out...

 

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Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

When she woke, it was the dead of night, and her leg felt funny. Looking down, it had been bandaged, and bound between two plans of wood as a makeshift splint. It didn't hurt much, but the girl could barely move it. The Elf sat nearby, tending to a pot of boiling water, while Kiri could see that most of the others were asleep. The stench of death filled the air, but apparently noone had dared to disobey Mirchell's command.
Kiri sat up with a groan, rubbing behind her head. "W-what happened?" she muttered, still a tad loopy in the head as she looked to the elf. She also mentally tried to do a body count, attempting to see who of the poor people that stayed may be missing
The Elf looked over sympathetically. "You lost consciousness, not sure why. It might be the magic the woman put into that arrow. Stay still, I'm making a potion to help." she said soothingly, stirring the mixture she had going without looking.

It was hard to see, they were spread out, but the number of people seemed to be roughly the same as it had been earlier.
Kiri relaxed a bit, allowing the elf to work. At least the outcome meant the others may not argue with her as much and thus share her fate...
After about 10 minutes, the Elf brought over the bowl of sickly sweet-smelling fluid, and proffered it to Kiri. "It may not taste that nice, but it should help you get the feeling back, after a while, best to drink it while it's hot."
Kiri nodded. "Thank you, er..." she stuttered, trying to catch the elf's name.
"Ah, names, of course. Arynythil. I am aware that's probably a mouthful, so call me Aryn." she said, offering a warm smile, and pushing the bowl a little closer to Kiri's face.
Kiri noded as she drank from the bowl. "Just call me Kiri, it's short enough."
The... Whatever it was, tasted extremely sweet, enough to make Kiri's teeth ache as she drank, but pretty soon, she felt the warmth of the stuff flooding her, and a little feeling came back to her leg. Not much, but enough to move around a bit. Aryn smiled as she drank, and turned away to clean up, and estinguish her fire.
Kiri finished the drink, watching Aryn quietly. She wanted to thank her properly, but she didn't expect much to assist with that. Still, the demon's actions while she was asleep was the biggest concern. "What's been going on when I was out?"
The she-elf shook her head. "Nothing. Nothings happened at all. The human you came with... That's no human, is it? But regardless, she hasn't returned."
She nodded quietly. "I admit she doesn't hide it well. As is, I barely know her, and my experience with her, while not perfect, has stuck me in a binding contract. I'm trapped in my agreements to her. Quite fitting considering she's a demon." Kiri's voice was a mix of casual and a small tinge of the annoyence over some of the demon's senceless actions that she had seen.
Aryn paused, her face paling. "What? A demon? Here? I... I guess that explains the senseless destruction and ability to slaughter a whole armed, and trained camp by herself...
"Quite. As is, I've not quite got the full trance of 'here' anyway, due to her enjoying to leave me in the dark. One minute I'm reading up on Magical Transport attempts back at home, the next I'm dropped into some arena with her breathing down my neck.
The she-elf turned away again, packing away the last things, and turning back. "So... What don't you know? Perhaps I could help?"
Kiri sighed as she sat down. "I don't know a lot. I barely know what the demon world is, but then she tosses me here in the main world and I got no clue on what is happening, the state of the world, or even if I'm stuck on any side I should be worried about, though I'm getting the strong impression I am
Aryn sighed, and folded her hands on her lap, her pointed ears drooping slightly. "Well, I am sure allying with a demoness is not the best side to be on. Though things are hardly better here. I wish I'd never left Anlorien. The anti-slavery laws have gone down the drain since those ley-lines got disrupted, and the demons came. I don't know how you got abducted though, I'm sorry."
Kiri sighed. "It's ok, I didn't expect the first friendly person I asked to know. And it sounds rather rough. I take it those soldiers aren't helping either?"
"Those were soldiers. That's how far this place has gone." she said, gesturing around at the corpse chunks scattered around the camp. "I'm sorry, what else can I help with? Do you want to stretch your leg a bit or something?"
Kiri nodded pensively. "I see... and sure, it might let it heal more naturally," Kiri noted, stretching her leg slowly herself as she winced
Arynythil stepped over quickly, bringing a hand under Kiri's arm, and helping her to get up. The leg wasn't very responsive still, so she couldn't balance on her own, but she could walk.
Kiri winced with pain as she rested her weight on it, only to slide herself back up again. Still, she held onto the elf as gracefully as she could manage. "If only I knew what she was trying to do up here, then I may be more worried about what may transpire..."
Arynythil kept going, silently for a while, before saying "I'm sure that whatever it is, will leave us be, at least for a while. Though it may perhaps be best to flee before this demoness returns..."
Kiri sighed. "I gave my word to serve when her other slave bested me fairly in combat. I may not like the perdicament but it was me that caused it. I must play my part in this..."
Arynythil tightened her grip around Kiri, and whispered in her ear. "Why should you hold your word to a creature who will as soon betray you as look at you, Kiri? Those beasts hold no honour..."
She sighed a bit. "She was literally one step from killing me once allready. And yet she held herself back. I still don't understand it either, especially when she can easily scortch out innocent villiger and soldier in the same breath. And until I can find someome who would break me from her service, it keeps me alive, so to speak...
Arynythil stopped, then stepped forwards againa, grabbing Kiri's shoulders. "Then, could I not do such? I could challenge her, for your freedom, no?" she said quickly, grey eyes locking with Kiri's hopefully. "There cannot be anything worse than forced servitude to a monster, and I would gladly fight to return you to your old life."
"And what of you? She'd break you like a leaf... I'm sorry, but I can't let you die for a mess I created for myself..."
"But, I... I want to help you, Kiri, and... What of this other slave, can anything be done to help them?"
"Helping Lilyanne? I believe that is the reason I am in this perdicament.... as is, she barely remembers what her original life was before she herself got dropped in the demon world... I don't think there is much that can be done for her..."
"Oh... Damnit!" Arynythil cursed suddenly, kicking at a rock on the floor. "Why can't I help anyone!" she pouted, staring at the ground.
"I-I'm sorry, I just don't want anyone else harmed for my own mistakes..." Kiri whimpered at the elf's anger.
The she-elf sighed, and took Kiri in her arm again. "Not to worry, not to worry. Come, try walking on your own, I'm right next to you if you need help." she said calmly again, gently removing herself from Kiri, and standing next to her, arms slightly outstretched in case the girl couldn't stay up on her own.
Kiri tried to walk, her legs wobbly as she stood still, gingerly moving a leg forward into a small step.
After a few bad starts, from which the she-elf caught her, Kiri eventually managed to start walking on the bad leg again, if a little slowly, though she sped up over time.
Kiri seemed to smile a bit as her movement grew with each step, until finally she was walking rather admirably. "T-thank you, it seems to be doing just great now..."
Arynythil blushed happily, and inclined her head. "Of course you are, you are entirely welcome. What wish you to do now?" she said, sweeping her arm around the countryside.
Kiri sighed as she sat back down. "I-I do not know... as I said, my obligations bind me, but if I do break free, I would probably very easily be enslaved again in a moment if things are truely as bad as you say," she replied slowly
The she-elf smiled again, and knelt next to Kiri. "I would not let that happen. I was only captured because I was sleeping at the time, and travelling alone. But enough dark talk, we should find something good to do, is there anything you like doing?"
Kiri once again shrugged. "I tried to explain how my mercernary clan I was a part of to Mistress once, only for her to blink in confusion. It was fun, wandering our world, helping out others, and the pay was good once we got noticed. I did have a intrest diffrent then others did though. I was trying to create a portal network in certain areas, though I was still in the researching phase. Just imagine, going from one continent then the other in almost an eyeblink, way faster then any airship. Knowing my luck me trying to put that to practice brought me here. Funny, I wasn't planning to travel diffrent dimensions..."
Arynythil blinked. "Mercenaries? Forgive me, but you do not seem the type. Though you should have known better than to dabble with the fabric of the ley-lines. In a way, it's therefore your own fault, but regardless, you didn't really answer me. What would you like to do -now-? I suppose we have the whole night ahead of us."
Kiri sighed as she sat down, running a hand through her hair. "I'm sorry, I'm just having a hard time describing how our Clans best worked... As for what to do now, I'm not sure. I better not stray too far either way, not that I can with this leg injury..."
Aryn looked sympathetically at Kiri, and sat down next to her. "Is there nothing you would like to do without too much walking? There must be something we can do nearby, unless you're just too tired?"
Kiri sighed. "I just don't really know what all I can do... especially with a volcano of a brat always under my ass... talking definately helps though..."
This brought a smile to the she-elf's face, and she hugged Kiri lightly. "I'll presume you're talking about the demon, but what would you like to talk about? Perhaps you could better explain your Clan?"
Kiri seemed a bit passified at that. "Yes, I refered to her, and I can try, I guess we got time..." And with that Kiri tried her best to explain the clans of Ivalice- often groups of warriors of different walks and races banding together, usually with goals that varied as much as the idividuals. Her clan, a mostly Viera and Nu-Mou clan focused on researching the magic arts, spent most of it's time chasing after magical knowlege, fulfilling pub posts for mercernary assistance when the clan was short on research funds. Kiri, being one of the younger iniciates, often went along such trips, seeing up close and personal the monsters of the world. Part of her starting the 'portal' project was to help create a way for others to quickly cross the world without relying on the massive airships that could only land at the various skyports, and would thus allow the average person to travel vast distances without worrying about such creatures.
Arynythil listened intently to Kiri's explanation, and when she was finished, scratched one of her pointed ears lightly, and said "I'm surprised I didn't hear of such clans, though that is hardly surprising, the Elves would hardly approve of such reckless use of magic as these portals. We've experienced enough troubles from manipulating ley-lines like that in the past to dissaprove of anyone else trying. But still, it is interesting research. I guess you do not visit Anlorien that often, or I would've heard of you before, I'm sure?"
Kiri sighed a bit. "I'm not even sure Ivalice and here are connected dimensionally together, for all I know when I did my first and only test I screwed up to such a degree I flew into another world... As I said, I barely know of this place, so I got no idea where that is..."
With a small smile, Arynythil raised her arm to Kiri's shoulder. "Ahah, really? I would not think you are from another dimension, we only know of three, and you seem to fit in best here. Tests are made to fail, and now you can figure out what's wrong though, can't you? Nothing better than to learn from ones mistakes, hmm?" she said softly, her ponytail brushing against Kiri's back.
She nodded, blushing as the elf rested against her. "True, I know of at least that. Still, I really wish I could find a way to repeat the process to get back home..."
"As I said, we do not dabble in that kind of magic, so I can't help with that, but I will offer whatever aid you will have of me." she said, then stifled a yawn, and sat up straight again, ponytail swishing.
Kiri tried to hold back her own yawn, though was also unsuccessful. "It's late, adn we still don't know when the old hag is coming back, so we better get some sleep..." she muttered, ears drooping slightly
With a wry smile, Aryn stood, and started pulling Kiri to her feet. "You're right, let's try and find a tent, at least most of them are still intact."

Back at the campsite, after checking, all of the tents had been occupied by the others in their absence, until the only ones they hadn't checked were the ones that the leader had been in, quiet groans and cries could be heard inside, and the tent that Kiri, Tabby and the other girl had been dragged into earlier.
Kiri sighed a bit. "Looks like it's back to the prision tent," she murmered, her ears drooping again.
Arynythil didn't seem so fussed, and followed Kiri wordlessly. Inside, the men that had tried to rape them earlier were still there, and still unconscious, though the ones that had tried to have a go with Mirchell looked to be in the worst state, skin taking on a grey pall, cheeks slightly hollow.
Kiri did a small look at the groaning bodies, and decided to set her quiver down as she tried to find a soft spot to lay down.
Arynythil stood in the doorways, looking at the half-disrobed men. "What? What happened in here? Why don't they have any trousers on, Kiri, and what specifically happened to -those- two? And, uh, why aren't you concerned? Shouldn't we at least tie them up?" she shot a barrage of questions at the bunny-girl, her pale face blushing slightly. Obviously even Elves were not exempt from feeling awkward in walking into a room of unconscious men with their cocks out.
Kiri sighed a bit. "It's not odvious? They dragged us in here and those other two girls, the demon used her magic to, erm, disable them, then dealt with the guards on us. I would have expected that you may have known about this allready, sorry. I guess we should secure them, come on." And with that, she went to try and shackle them with the discarded irons they were wearing earlier
Unfortunately, there were only enough shackles to bind eight pairs of limbs, which meant there was another eight pairs still free, and Arynythil was not satisfied. "They... Yes, I suppose I should've expected that, sorry. But what about the rest of them? Should we find some rope?" she asked, her face burning bright red.
Kiri nodded. "I guess, but I dunno where in camp they'd hold it..." she muttered to herself.
"I... Either one of the other tents, or the commanders, I guess, unless you want to take care of them..." the she-elf muttered, glaring down coldly at unconscious forms.
Kiri vemently shook her head. "What they did was wrong and dispicable for one in thier station, but I am in no fitting position to dispense such rough justice. I'm sure my stand against my Mistress would be comparible to this.
Arynythil grimaced, and walked out of the tent, saying "I'll check the commanders tent, and then work back here, you start searching them from this end up, ok?" she called, wandering around the crater in the middle of the camp.
She nods, setting out as the elf had instructed, searching for rope
As she began searching the tents, Kiri saw that all the others seemed blissfully asleep, even as a squeal penetrated the air, sounding like Aryn. The two tents she'd checked so far had had nothing of value.
The scream got Kiri's attention first, Grabbing the sword at her hip she rushed through the camp until she found Aryn
The she-elf was standing in the entrance of the commanders tent, gibbering and chewing on her fingers. Inside, the commander was still alive. Just. His hands and legs were pinned to the floor with swords, and there was a large hole in his stomach. The girls could see that his intestines had been slowly extracted, and used to 'decorate' the area, handing off of the crossguards of the swords or just falling across the floor. Nothing had been properly removed, so he was only bleeding out, slowly and horribly painfully. He was quietly groaning, still conscious somehow.
Kiri's face grew white as she stumbled back, catching her breath. "L-let's get the rope and get out of here, please..." she whimpered weakly, feeling like she was going to be sick.
"Y-y-yes... But... Shall we kill him? Even his kind doesn't deserve... This..." Arynythil muttered, even as she went to a corner, and stood over the choice of a large length of rope, or some more shackles.
Kiri nodded. "Mistress enjoys pain, a fact that even if my body doesn't show it I experienced far too well. I guess it would be for the best of all of us..." she muttered, drawing her blade, closing her eyes tight as she muttered a prayer to the dying, and then punged her sword down. It was hard to miss the man's heart when she could see it clearly
The man shuddered, and looked up at the new blade in his chest, then followed it up to Kiri, a thankful look on his eyes before they glazed over, and he finally died. She could hear Aryn retching slightly in the corner as she picked up the chains, not wanting to open her mouth to talk anymore.
Kiri's knuckles turned white as the man gave her a pale stare before his death rattle reached her ears. Shortly afterwards she spun on her heel and stumbled out of the tent for a short ways before collapsing, her face deathly pale, even noticeable through her brown fur
Aryn followed suit, blinking rapidly as the chains she had gathered fell to the floor with a jingle. "That... Was... Horrible..." she muttered, grey eyes staring at the ground.
Kiri nodded, not willing to respond with words for fear at what else may come out
After a few minutes, the she-elf recovered, and stood up weakly, clutching the chains. "W-w-we may as well use these while we can..." she muttered, offering a hand to Kiri, before walking back to the tent.
Kiri nodded with a deep flush as she got helped up, though her face was still rather pale.
The couple went back to the still unconscious soldiers, and began to properly bind them, before shoving them all to the far side of the tent. Aryn threw a few spare bedrolls over them to cover their lower halves, blushing still, before sitting down on the girls side. "Well... Shall we sleep for a while? There's not a lot more I can do for that leg..."
Kiri only nodded with another yawn. "Y-yes, it would be our best option... though I don't think I'll get much sleep after this..."
Arynythil smiled, and placed a hand on Kiri's shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll be here if you need me. I won't be difficult to wake if you do need it." she said, before lying down on a bedroll, pulling a cover over herself, and deliberately facing away from the unconscious men. The tent still smelled faintly of what had gone on earlier, presumably made stronger by how fast Mirchell had caused the mens orgasms.
Kiri nodded, laying back to back with Aryn, blushing slightly as she tried to get some rest. Eventually, she'd fall into a rather uneasy sleep...
Kiri was awoken several times during the night by the sounds of shifting, though each time she was unable to locate the source.

 

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Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

As the light of dawn streamed through a small gap in the tents doorway, it splashed across Kiri's face, waking her once more to see that some of the men were awake, and struggling, though Arynythil was still sleeping, layed out flat on the roll.
Kiri yawned slowly as she got up, scratching behind her ears as she felt Aryn's warm back against her. She stretched slightly as she felt the warm sun beat down on her
Kiri's movement woke Arynythil as well, who rolled over quietly, and looked up at the bunny-girl. Then, she looked to the soldiers, and shuddered, rising from the roll herself. "Do you want some more of that potion? Or just something warm for breakfast? It won't do to have you seize up again. And what do you want to do about those...?" she said, jerking her head at the struggling men, one of whom yelled out. "Oi! You bitches best let us go, or else the commander'll have your fucking heads!" he called harshly, wriggling slightly further away from the rest of the group.
"You're really lucky I'm kinder then my Mistress and that I didn't fry you on the spot," she hissed at the guards. "Your commander is dead, your allies decimated. You really aren't in the position to be threatening." Turning back to the elf, she said quietly, "Some food may be good, yes."
This sudden outburst shocked the men into silence, and the one eventually started saying "Impossible, four women can't kill anyone. Now fucking unlock these chains and we'll leave you alone!"

Arynythil shook her head sadly at them, and said "Yes? What would you like? I can go and fetch some small game if you want, but I'll be fruit and vegetable gathering for myself. I might make some of that potion to share around anyway, it's a wonderful pick-me-up."
"Fruits will work for me as well, yes." Turning to the guards, she raised an eyebrow. "Actually, it took one. So I should shut your trap before I do it manually."
Arynythil nodded, and the two exited, leaving the guards to stew. Outside, they could see the other prisoners working to clean up a bit. A few fires were going, breakfast being tended to by a few of the human women, while the men went around barechested, shifting the corpses into a makeshift funeral pyre. The stench filled the air, but it would be gone in a few hours, and the camp would be bearable again. The Neko walked into the camp as they emerged, carrying a forest animal, a small doe. Arynythil bid Kiri farewell, and picked up her bow and longsword, heading into the forest a little ways off to forage.
Kiri nodded, slidinging to a seating position while leaving her injured leg outstretched, wondering what would become of her, and her thoughts turned to the elf as well, confused at what to think of her offer of help...
The groups were seperate mostly, quietly tending to their business, and noone came up to see Kiri. She could see Tabby a while off, hanging off the shoulder of one of the men.
Kiri looked over the group some more, content to sit and wait on the elf and letting her leg rest, still not feeling much to moving
After a while, Arynythil returned, clutching an armful of assorted fruits, and some carrots and cabbages as well. She plopped them next to Kiri, then set about making her own fire quietly. "Don't you worry, I'll sort this out. You relax..." she said softly.
Kiri simply nodded. "It's ok, I'm not too bothered," she replied
Quickly, the she-elf set up her fire, and picked up the bowl she'd used earlier, going away, returning with it full of water, and set it above the fire, picking up a knife to cut up some of the plants she had into it. Later, the smell of the potion from last night began to wash over them, overwhelming that of burning humans.

When it was finished, Arynythil proffered it to Kiri again, and said "I have enough left to make one more bowl, so drink as much as you want. It'll help."

Of course, there were raw vegetables and fruits next to her that Kiri could have for something solid.
Kiri nodded her thanks, taking a small draft of the potion, before taking some of the fruit, eating it slowly.
Arynythil took the bowl back when she was finished, looking in dissapointedly. "Is that all you want? You don't need to be conservative with it. The necessary plants are rather abundant."
Kiri shrugged. "My mind is just wandering is all... I don't know what else I'm supposed to do...
Arynythil looked sad for a moment, and then took a drink from the bowl, which made her smile. She set it next to Kiri, with some potion left, and reached over to pick up some fruit for herself. "Well, have you considered my offer from last night at all?"
Kiri sighed again as she looked at the elf. "Look at the carnge around you. I don't want to cause more unneed bloodshed, but still..."
She sighed. "Kiri, we don't have to cause more bloodshed, we can just run! Words pledged to a cruel deceiver mean nothing, you have no need to fear breaking any bond of trust here." the she-elf said, setting down her food.
Kiri sighed. "A-and yet I fear I may have more holding me back. That's the problem, I don't KNOW!!!" Kiri looked flustrate as she put her head in her hands.
Arynythil sighed, and took out her woven bobble, allowing her hair to fall out of its ponytail as Kiri had her outburst. She laid a hand on the girls shoulder, and gently tipped her up. "Well, I'm sure you can figure it out, Kiri. I can't help you I'm afraid until I know all the problems..." she said kindly.
Kiri sighed. "I know.. I'm sorry for being soo difficult..."
The two ate their breakfast afterwards, Arynythil having run out of things to say, and when they had finished, the she-elf sat next to Kiri, leaning against her, as they heard struggles arise again from inside their tent.
Kiri sighed deeply as she sat there, gloomy thoughts going through her head.

As time went by, the other ex-prisoners finished their own breakfasts, and then started milling about a little more, and chat sprung up, mostly about whether to escape or not while waiting for their apparent saviour, even after seeing her blow those who didn't obey her to bits without batting an eye.
Kiri sighed as she heard them talking. She couldn't really dispute with them either way, she was sure if she escaped it would be a very very bad desision...
The hours passed, and eventually a few of the humans left. Some time later, Arynythil rose, and offered a hand to Kiri. "You should go for a walk again, need to stretch that leg a bit." she said with a smile.
She nodded a bit as the elf lifted her up. "At least that... so, what do you think of all this? The whole thing that she's cooked up? Hell, I don't even know what she is up to..."
Arynythil shrugged, and made to support Kiri as they made their way in a few laps around the camp. "Me? Ahah, I don't know. If you know nothing, then I know even less, Kiri. I want to escape, but will not do so without you, my friend."
Kiri sighed a bit, though felt a twinge of happiness at the elf's offer. "I-I guess if you really think we could chance it..." she stammered, face flushed slightly.
This brought a broader smile to Arynythil's face, and she pulled Kiri a bit closer. "Wonderful of you to think so, shall we go and get our things together?" she said lightly, holding Kiri in an embrace.
Kiri gave her a sideways look. "What things? The only three pieces that are truely mine are back in the main hellish citidel..."
"W-elllll... Our weapons, for starters. I won't be so naive as to think there aren't things left in this land that need defending from. And we should have a bag or something to carry supplies in..."
"True, I guess I could go back to my archery training... but still, it's not much we got left, and I barely got any idea where to escape to...."
The she-elf's smile faded. "That's true... I don't know where we can go either. The capital's as bad as out here from what I hear, and my brethren wouldn't let you into the forests, because, no offense, you smell of demon..." she said softly, gazing out to the countryside, before turning to walk back to the camp.
She sighed. "I show no love of them, only the fact that I am trapped to one. If your bretheren can at least see through that... I'm sure that is not a problem, I hope."
"I am not so sure. We live for a very, very long time, Kiri, and have had... Difficulties with demons before. They are not so trusting of the stench of dark magic as they were a few thousand years ago. Regardless, we can try. If that fails, we can find somewhere else, I'm sure. One of the smaller villages around here I'm sure would accept us." she mused.
"It would be at least manageable to say we tried though. I really don't want to be caught again. Her first form of torture, it hurt. Bad. And then she sticks me somewhere with a bunch of odd tendrils, only to pulll me out god knows how long looking like a snow hare, only to stab me with something and twist it around my guts until I finally pleaded for mercy. I-I just don't want to go through it again..." Kiri sobbed slightly, tears welling in her eyes.
"Oh... By the goddess, Kiri, I didn't know... Come here... Let's get our things and go, quickly, hmm?" Arynythil's face softened, and she drew Kiri close into a loving hug. "Kiri, Kiri, it's alright, don't cry..." she cooed into the girls ear, stroking softly.
Kiri just sobbed for a few moments as they worked on returning to camp to gather thier equipment. "A-and yet I don't know if she's tracking this, or expecting this... I I don't know..." she whimpered
The she-elf held Kiri close as they walked, and when they got back, she froze. Looking up, Kiri saw Mirchell, still disguised as a human, with a tall man behind her, who shared her wicked expression, and had similar pointed teeth, though the biggest giveaway was the obvious glowing eyes, a slightly paler shade of red than the demoness' own. "Going somewhere, Kiriana?" the albino said, grinning broadly, leaning casually on one leg.
Kiri blanched in terror. "N-No Mistress, I haven't...." she whimpered, just about looking like she was going to feint again.
The demoness grinned, and the man behind her blinked, his eyes taking on a similar glow to demon-Mirchell's, but slightly paler. He whispered something in her ear, which only made the albino's grin broaden.

"Well, Kiri, why then, were you not here when I returned? Off galavanting with your new friend were you?" she smirked, glaring at Arynythil, who paled even more than Kiri, taking a step back.
Kiri would slide slowly between Mistress and Aryn, still glaring determiably at her. "Nothing of the sort Mistress, she was checking the state of my leg injury..."
"Oh? Did I -tell- her to do that? No, I do not recall. Regardless, you're all coming with me, my business in this horrible place is concluded." she snapped.

Kiri suddenly felt something at her shoulder, and then she was shoved aside, and then there was the unmistakable *twang* of a bow being fired. Arynythil had shot Mirchell! The demoness blinked as the arrow bit deep into her chest, and she looked down inquisitevely at the wound as her blood began to spill. The demon behind her looked on in shock as the she-elf notched another arrow, yelling "Foul beast! Begone from here, and leave the poor girl alone!" at Mirchell as she pulled the string back.
Kiri looked both in shock as she saw the arrow in the demon's chest and in terror at what she was sure was going to be an explosive reaction from the demon. However, she'd be ready- but her magic wouldn't be to support her 'Mistress'
Mirchell continued to look bemusedly at the arrow as a second slammed into her belly. The demon behind her drew a long, curved sword, and shouted a curse in demonic, but Mirchell layed a hand across his chest, holding him back. She looked up to Arynythil, and began to laugh. Long, deep cackling as the demoness began to walk towards the pair in front of her, drawing her knightly longsword to deflect another arrow with the flat of the blade, while Arynythil reached for another, spouting insults in what was presumably her native tongue.
Kiri gritted her teeth as she watched the pitched battle, whispering words of magic softly as fast as she could under her breath as the two began to circle. Aryn ddidn't know what Mirchell's true power was, she had to protect her from the demon...
Arynythil managed to fire two more arrows, screaming in Elvish, before Mirchell was upon her. With a gleeful cackle, the demoness swung her sword at the she-elf, who desperately blocked it with the bow, the string snapping as the blade came down, though Aryn swung the thing round, so the rapidly flexing limbs, free of their bindings, slammed into the demoness' face, actually causing her to stagger a bit. Arynythil dropped the ruined bow, and drew her own sword, taking another step back as she dodged another of Mirchell's attacks. Kiri would know that unless Arynythil was some kind of master bladesgirl, she probably wouldn't be able to hold her own against a demoness who didn't seem to be even slightly perturbed at having a couple of arrows stuck into her body.
Kiri managed to finish off her incantations, firing first a Barrier spell to defend against melee damage, blunting it, while following it with a Reflect spell, to reflect magic bolts. It wouldn't last long, but hopefully it would last long enough as she staggered to her feet and weighed her options.
While Kiri's spells went off without a hitch, the girl quickly saw the other demon start to walk up to her, and grab her wrist. "Now now, girl, this is not your fight..." he said softly, grinning.

Meanwhile, those spells likely saved Aryn immediately, as Mirchell flicked her sword around, catching in Aryn's crossguard, and sending her blade off at an odd angle, while Mirchell's blade was deflected to only cause a light wound in the she-elf's shoulder.
Kiri struggled in the male demon's grip with a short growl. "Neither is it yours!" she hissed.
"It is not, but in case you haven't realised yet, I'm not tilting it either way..." he muttered, pulling Kiri closer to himself. He gave off an aura that was.... Rather calming. Not enough to stop Kiri, but plenty to give her a bit of soothing. Arynythil, meanwhile, was struggling against Mirchell. The demoness seemed almost to be playing with her, weaving about fluidly, only making occasional thrusts at the she-elf as Kiri's magic began to fade, her cruel laughter bouncing around as she batted away any counter attack Aryn tried to make.
Kiri continued to struggle, as Kiri saw the battle was sadly going badly. "I-I can't let her just slaugher her though.... I just can't..." she whimpered, even then begining another quiet chant as she tried desperately to prepare her protective magics once again.
"I'm sorry, dear, but I don't think you have a choice, though no doubt the Mistress will not cut her down. There are far worse things than death, little servant..."

Her spell unnoticed, Arynythil began to fight back, a sweep barely dodged by Mirchell, cutting off one of the arrow shafts instead, but was quickly returned with a sharp blow to the elf's midsection from the pommel of Mirchell's sword, causing her to gasp in pain, and then receive an uppercut from the demoness, sending the she-elf flying backwards a good five feet, crashing to the floor, and her sword sliding from her grip.
Kiri continued to work on her magic, even as she winced sipatheticlyl with the elf, before once again buffing her with her most powerful enchantments, the doublecasting draining her body faster then she would have liked in her weakened state. But she couldn't let the elf fall to her body...
As Mirchell walked up to the fallen elf, she raised her sword, and slammed it through Arynythil's thigh, causing the woman to scream in agony, and strike back, for the first time, with magic. A burst of green light surrounded her, and then pummeled into Mirchell, sending her skidding backwards a few feet, shielding her face. The demoness' eyes pulsed furious red as she started to bleed from multiple pinprick wounds across all her exposed skin, and she went to pick up Arynythil's sword, driving it down into the she-elf's other thigh, before being knocked clean off of her feet by another blast of magic, snarling viciously. Arynythil started crying from pain, as blood pooled beneath her, but before Mirchell could rise, the earth came alive, wrapping around her form.
Kiri stared in awe at the magical poweress the elf was using. Even the poweress of summoning magic would pale in comparison with the spells, the power almost untamable as the earth of her forest home. Still, she was too drained to move from the arms holding her, still suspended from the male demon's arms.
Arynythil was losing. Quickly, Mirchell burned her way free with arcane fire, and rose, dusting herself off, and stamping on Arynythil's chest before she could get another spell out, winding the girl, and a snapping could be heard. Mirchell then dropped onto Arynythil's chest with one knee, grabbing onto her throat with a hand as the elf tried to wheeze in pain. Kiri found that the male demons grip had loosened slightly, she could pull free. He didn't think she could do anything, or even try.
Kiri couldn't take it. Wrenching herself free, she stumbled forward, drawing her blade. A haze of anger moved through her as she stood over the demonic beast before her. The spot where the demon's fel heart was exposed, and it was there where she lunged, the brutal weapon aiming for the vulnerable point.
A yelp of fear was heard behind her as the male demon drew his sword again, running after Kiri as she approached the demoness. This alerted Mirchell, who spun around to meet her, and dodged back, picking up Arynythil, dragging her up to more screams of agony as her legs were forced to slide and be sliced along the blades within them. By the time Kiri got there, Mirchell was holding Arynythil as a shield, grinning over the she-elf's shoulder. "Come on then, Kiri, kill your friend, and try and kill me. Don't you think I'd make her suffer even more if everyone survives this, hmm? I have some -special- treatment lined up for her for these arrows..." she said, smirking evilly, while shooting a look over Kiri's shoulder at the demon, who had raised his sword in preperation to cut the girl down.

Arynythil struggled weakly, whimpering in pain, her grey eyes glazed as she stared up at Kiri, blood flowing from her legs, but the girl could see she was trying, and failing, to summon another spell. Green energy swirled lazily around the pair, without taking any kind of proper form.
Kiri's anger was whiter then liquid steel, as her own energy was starting to crackle around her slightly. It was time to test a move of desperation, and this would hopefully be the deciding factor in this fight if she managed it. "I will not let you harm another innocent such as this! Your sadistic poweress ends here, you fiend!" She focused hard on the magic she required, though more then likely she'd run out of her precious energy she'd need to fight for her life as she focused hard on the summoning spell. Come forth Shiva, she thought, it's time to show this bitch what 'hell freezing over' means.
The air chilled, and a howling gale sprung up, causing Mirchell to look around inquisitevely. Sensing something was wrong, she rose slightly, and yelled "Kiriana! Is that really wise, girl? I can kill your friend in a second, if you wish to play with magic!"

The demon behind Kiri grunted, but then there was the sound of peaceful ice forming. But still, herself, Arynythil, and Mirchell were unaffected, as the demoness sprung forth a blazing arcane fireball in her hand, holding it close to Aryn's face, who had just passed out, unable to cope with the pain and blood loss.
Kiri growled deeply. "Not when the magic is only begining. I can freeze this glade to a point where even your blood will turn to ice, and if you really want to risk that, keep doing what you are doing..." she hissed, as the snowstorm would suddenly grow violent, the icy chill soon forming ice on the two demonic inhabitants as the tempeturwe dropped under freezing and kept falling...
Mirchell, finally, seemed shocked at Kiri's dudden display of power, and turned around, before grinning wickedly at the bunny-girl, and shrugging, even as her... Unique... hairstyle started to form icicles. "You brought this upon yourself, Kiriana!" the demoness shouted over the howling wind, and moved her hand down, behind Arynythil, and then the she-elf's chest exploded in gore and arcane fire. The demoness dropped the limp corpse, and reached her arms out, gathering her own magic, staring Kiri down. Obviously, she hoped she could shock Kiri into faltering with the death of her friend and carer.
Kiri's eyes stared in shock. She just hoped she had enough to bring forth her curative magics, as the final parts of the summoned magic began, soon entombing the twin demons in ice, trying desperately to finish the spell before she would falter, as she knew would happen should the damage sink in...
Mirchell howled as frost started to form upon her, and she slowly raised her arms, before gesturing down, taking some half-frozen steps forwards, before her entire body was engulfed in flames. This was not really enough to stop the immense, desperate power of Kiri's spell, and Mirchell was soon encased in an icy prison. Her fire had at least given her a hollow inside, and she was staring in shock at the sudden turn of events, then she glared at Kiri, mouthing off, her body signals clearly indicating she was speaking along the lines of 'Let me out of here or I'm going to cause you so much pain.'

To the sides, Kiri could see that the other demon had been frozen solid, and ice was wrapping itself around Arynythil's defiled body as well.
Kiri let the magic slip from her, to avoid Aryn's body from being destroyed. Collapsing to the frozen ground, she glared at the demon, her fury clear. "You wanted me heartless. You got your wish," she hissed, loud enough for her to hear through the enchanted prision. Moving to Aryn's body, she slowly began mending it with the spell Mirch had offered her, one of the few magical abilities she would actually thank the demon for, as it was much more effective then her curing spells from Ivalice. She hoped she was not too late...
As she began working on Arynythil, Kiri could see that the elf was clearly dead. Her grey eyes were open, and staring blankly, her face contorted in mindless pain, but her chest was a mess. The ribs were shattered, and pokeing out of her front, while there was a gaping, charred hole, consuming where her heart and most of her lungs once would've been.

Before Kiri could begin to work on treating the she-elfs wounds, she heard a small explosion immediately behind her, and shattering ice. Mirchell stood there, furious. Her clothes were torn to shreds, barely covering her decency, and blood trailed from wounds no doubt caused by ice shards. She towered over the kneeling girl, and grabbed her by the ears. "Well now, what did you hope to gain from that, Kiriana?" she demanded angrily.
Kiri glared at the demon even as she was yanked up like a magician's prop, still angry. "What did I plan to get?!? Freedom, and one where blood would not be shed for the fuck of it! Now release me or I SHALL MAKE YOU!!!" she roared, bursts of magic was coming from her hand slightly as she glared daggers. Her body was spent, she could almost feel her soul starting to suck from her due to the overcasting, but she would fight until she was a husked shell as it would take it from her.
The demoness shrugged, and punched Kiri in the face, dazing her, and breaking her concentration. "Kiriana, you could have had it easy, but you're just making it hard. You've now lost your friend, and got me in the mood for slaughter. I won't kill you, but the rest of those prisoners look to be a fine dish. Now curl up and go to sleep and I might just let you off with a few hours with Lilyenne's favourite room. I have business to attend to." she snarled, pulling her sword from Arynythil's broken body, and pointing it at Kiri's chest.
Kiri gave a howling scream as she lashed forward. The magic that would come fom her would be almost unable to be identified, splashes of everything from elemental to holy to unholy bursting forth in a mass of chaotic energy, the source directing strait at the demon. Even as she felt her consiousness starting to fade before she passed out from the brink she felt the energy flow out, all focused at the force of all her sorrow, anger, hatred, and all other forms of emotions besides joy. With only one intent.

 

[lurker]

Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

Kiri did not linger in consciousness long enough to see the results of her outburst. When she awoke, Kiri was back in Mirchell's room, Lilyenne and the demoness were absent, and her entire body felt broken. The girl was barely able to move, and wasn't even restrained this time. A tray of fruits and vegetables was lain next to her, but she couldn't reach it. It was mocking her.
Kiri welled up her eyes in tears as she awoke in the demon realem. She had failed, she had led the elf into a dishonerable death, doomed hundreds, and probably doomed herself to a life of endless torture. Just WHAT would kill this demon she wouldn't know, and she was sure she wouldn't get the chance to find out again. She felt soo very weak...
After a while, Kita regained control of herself, and was able to move. However, Mirchell stormed in at that time, back in her demon form. There was an eyepatch around her face, and she was limping slightly, but appeared to be as alive and furious as ever. She kicked the tray closer to Kiri's head, and sat on the bed, staring at her with her one good eye, but silent.
Kiri would not comment, simply weakly laying there, only nibbling at a fruit that rolled into her face, still looking sullen
After Kiri had finished, the demoness spoke, in a raspier voice than usual. "Well, Kiriana, what have you got to say for yourself? You not only ruined the most of my nicec little addition, but as a result, you've caused the death of your friend." Mirchell shrugged, then continued. "I could have let her live, but you kept pushing your luck, and now you caused these," she pointed at her eye and leg. "So now you're on my bad side, but I'm not going to kill or torture you this time. Instead, I'm going to say you're rather a handful, and I want to give you the chance to win your freedom once more. Of course, if you don't want to try, then I have something else lined up. But if you accept and lose... Then that's the worst option I'm giving you." she explained, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
Kiri raised her weakened body, looking up at the demon, her eyes bleary and bloodshot. There was one little hope at rescuing Aryn inside her, though she would need to locate the body, and she very much doubhted she could any more. "Name your price," she hissed, her body throbbing in agony evene as she stared her down.
The demoness raised her eyebrows, looking surprised at what Kiri had said. "Price, Kiriana? What did I say that required you to offer a price for? Please, do explain, you have me interested." she said, smirking. "I'd have these fixed, but I figured you'd take some pleasure from seeing the injuries you caused. That and Lilyenne is unconscious at the moment." she explained further.
"You were the one saying I'd have to work out through your plan, I was asking what you were wanting this time," Kiri growled slightly. She was not in the mood to argue too much. "And what'd you do to the poor girl this time?!?"
"Lilyenne? I've done nothing to her." the demoness shrugged, "While we were out, she let herself into the tendril room, I only just managed to pull her out. Silly girl, brought it upon herself, but unfortunately, I put her in charge, and therefore I cannot punish her for her stupidity. As for what I was wanting, I have explained. Choose, between submitting to me, in which case I have a special plan, or fight for your freedom. I have someone who is willing to potentially sacrifice themselves for this task, without me even having to tell them to do it. If you lose and somehow survive, then it'll be like submitting, only a lot more painful, for a lot, lot longer. If you win, I will deposit you back in the Mortal realm. I will even be so kind as to give you the tools to survive."
Kiri growled a bit. She expected her to submit when she watched her slaughter someone before her eyes?!? "I'll fight," she hissed, still looking angrily at the demon.
Mirchell grinned broadly, and rose to her feet. "Excellent. Do you want some blood to sustain you, or would you wait until Lilyenne has woken up to heal us? Oh, and there are those things you brought with you to begin with." she said, gesturing to the side, where Kiri's staff and rapier had been lain.
Kiri grunted as she slid upwards slightly, ears lowered from the pain, even if it didn't want to show it currently. "I'll wait."
"Fine. Do you want to go and visit her? Or is there something else you wish to do? You have some relative freedom until the idiot wakes up. I'll even carry you if you can't stand. You're under my protection for now." Mirchell asked, grinning mockingly.
Kiri glared daggers at the beast. "Just leave me to peace, you got your slaugher as you wanted...."
"No-no. I didn't want anyone to die back in the Mortal place. I had plans for all of them, plans which would have made those pathetic beasts into beings worthy of life, and you forced me into enough rage to butcher nearly all of them, to cool me off. Right now, there are three survivors, who are waiting for Lilyenne to wake up to heal them. I managed to refrain from killing them all."
"You still say that as if it's a good thing, she huffed, turning her back to the demon and her ears flattening, odviously wishing to end the conversation
"It is a good thing. I'll be back when Lilyenne is ready for you." Mirchell said, turning, and picking up the crackling electric staff, made her way out of the door, closing it more gently than usual.
Kiri couldn't understand why the demon was so quiet and demenored today... she didn't even attack her for not calling her mistress... unless... the demon was now afraid of her... something about that thought made a small smile cross her face. Still, she couldn't do much more then rest and recover. She needed her strength for this test....
And so Kiri sat, in her basket, her strength slowly beginning to return, until she could move -kind of- properly again. The wound in her leg began to hurt again, the splint hadn't been removed, and there was still a broken off shaft in it.

Some time later, the door opened again, and Mirchell walked in, dragging a naked and damp Lilyenne behind her. The demoness grabbed the humans staff, and tossed it to her, saying "Get to work, then do me, then we'll go and sort out the new captives, THEN you can eat. The chefs are working on it."

Lilyenne nodded, stuttering "Y-yes M-Mistress...", and walking over to Kiri, kneeling next to her, and placing a hand on her shoulder, face emotionless. Warmth flooded from the girls wet palm, and filled Kiri's body. Mirchell reached down from behind her, and roughly pulled the broken arrow out. It was barbed, and caused immense pain, but only for a second, as Lilyenne's soothing magic flowed throughout, the wound healing over, muscle repairing itself, and when the tainted girl finally pulled away, Kiri was herself again. All her pain and soreness was gone, and she felt refreshed. Lilyenne then walked over to Mirchell, who had dropped the arrow, and sat on the bed. The girl repeated the process, and when she was done, Mirchell pulled the eyepatch off, and threw it to the floor, and stood again, spreading her wings out to stretch them, filling a good portion of the room with their span.

Folding the wings away again, the demoness stalked up to Kiri, and said "Now what, Kiriana? You can do what you wish, within sensible reason."
Kiri didn't seem to pay much more attention to the demon. Quietly, she went to her small meger pile of belongings, taking the rapier and gripping it's sheath before slinging it's belt around her body, fastening it, then taking her staff and gripping it lightly, before finally picking up her almost-forgotten hat, which had laid there since she first slept in this hell realem. "I will pay to your wishes, and thus will wait for this game to begin. Take me to this trial..." she muttered.
"Not now. Lilyenne is going to save the remaining Mortal's, and then she will eat, and then we will go down to your trial. And that reminds me. Aren't you forgetting a little something, Kiriana?" the demoness said, taking a few steps towards Kiri, grinning with her old wickedness, sharp teeth bared.
Kiri's ears tilted slightly, then looked down. "Oh, right... clothes..." she muttered with a flush. "I-I guess if you wouldn't mind too terribly..."
"No no, not clothes. They are unnecessary, and I wouldn't be so cryptic if I was referring to something as menial as such. Try again, Kiriana." the demoness continued, only briefly glancing at the girls partly exposed body, concentrating on her face, pointed ears twitching slightly.
Kiri seemed perplexed. What did she mean? "What are you talking about?" she asked, reaching behind the ears and scratching behind one of them out of concern
"Kiriana. I am still your master, so MISTRESS!" the demoness yelled suddenly, knocking Kiri back to her basket with her horns.
Kiri yelped slightly as she was toppled back, weapons clattering slightly onto the floor as her hat went lopsided. "Right... Mistress..." she hissed, the name seeming more a formality to her gritted teeth.
"That's better. Now, are you coming with us, or waiting here while Lilyenne does her work. And do you want new clothes or not? I'll have some ordered up from those filthy little imps if you feel you need them, I just didn't let Lilyenne pick hers up until she was washed."
"I'm fine, on second thought. I'll wait here." She didn't want to see what would happen to the surviving men, and she was sure if she stayed too long with the demon she'd try to blast her away again. Her thoughts were starting to turn to the merits of attempting holy magic onto the creatures, as elemental didn't seem to be working to the right extent.
The demoness shrugged, and grabbed Kiri, throwing her out of her basket to slam to the floor next to the bed. "I am still your MISTRESS!" Mirchell yelled, before dragging Lilyenne out of the room, slamming it shut, all her previous anger and fury returned.
Some time later, Mirchell came back in, and Lilyenne trailed behind her, a look of slight contentment spread across her usually blank features. She went over to her basket, and curled up, dozing off. The albino demoness beckoned for Kiri, and held the door open for her. "One more thing. Do you want to visit the armoury prior to your trial, or is that all you want?"
Kiri stood as the demon returned, though she didn't wish to be holding a demonic artifact when she returned to the normal world, if the elves would even take her considering. "I will take what I started with Mistress, nothing more," she added, remembering only at the last moment.
The demoness nodded slightly, and indicated for Kiri to go out. She led the girl downstairs, and through another door in the main hallway. Down a similar stairway to the one Kiri had found herself in prior to the arena she had first been in, and then to another portal, which the demoness walked through.
Kiri followed. She didn't want to disagree with her now, especially when she was soo close to freedom...
The pair emerged into a similar arena to the last, only with lower walls, and rows of seats, and a shaded balcony above. Around the seats were scattered a number of demonic residents, mostly humanoid, and human sized, though there were a number of far larger denizens, purple skinned, heavily armoured, four-armed, tailed. There were also similarly sized red ones, who only had two arms, and less armour, but were much more muscly, and were a foot or two taller. On the opposite side of the arena stood a cloaked figure, though black armour glistened in the fel sunlight underneath openings. Mirchell opened her wings, nearly knocking Kiri over as she took off, rising to the shaded area, but not sitting, standing on the very edge of the wall. She did not bother addressing the crowd as the lord of such events usually does, but merely made a gesture. The crowd roared its approval as the cloaked figure removed that cloak, revealing a tall humanoid, about 6'4". He threw the cloak aside, and drew two small broadswords, with ornately worked crossguards, and a hole in the pommel of each, presumably both the crossguard and pommel designed to catch and disarm a melee opponent.
Kiri eyed the demon before her, though the rather full arena would disconcern her slightly, except for a twinge of anger. I'm being used as a circus animal! she hissed into her mind, but seeing the demon ready, she prepped herself- Quickly she raised her physical barrier magics, before releasing a blast of ice magic at the demon in front of her while slowly circling to the right. If she was going to win this, she'd have to rely on all her experience.
The demon, faceless beneath his helmet, dodged nimbly to the side of the icy blast, before making a dash at Kiri, swords swept to the sides. He moved lightning fast, despite the heavy armour he was clad in, and was heading straight for the girl, raising the blades in preperation for a scissor slash.
Kiri saw the incoming attack, bending her legs slightly, she leaped above the beast, rolling around as she landed behind it, a little further then melee range. Her rapier's blalde would glow slightly, before she would give it a short flick upwards, a small burst of energy flowing into the shape of a falcon before, as Kiri gave a downward stroke in response, the energy-based cut flew downwards to attack, almost lightning-fast
The demon skidded to a halt in the sand behind Kiri, and raised his own swords in a cross to block the incoming slashe came down, the thin rapier blade slamming down harmlessly into his much larger blades, and he then leapt forwards again, going to tackle the girl.
Seeing him close the distance her longranged attack having no effect, Kiri tried to dodge the tackle, keeping her staff in between the brute and her in any case should it fail, she could always smack it upside the helmet
This tactic seemed to work, the Viera's upward sweep of the staff smacked into the demons chin as he approached, actually knocking him into a backflip to slam to the floor face first, the helmet flying off to reveal a handsome face, similar, but not the same to the demon she'd seen in the Mortal realm, and Kiri could see a long, heart-shape-tipped tail raising behind him as he made to rise.
Kiri gave a small smirk as she took the time for him to get up to hop back a few times. Now, what was that combination she had thought of... ah, right. Quietly she prepped her spells, then flung them at the demon, the first seeming to be nothing but a black stream until it got several feet from him before exploding, splattering oil all over the area he stood, the other being a quick cast of fire.
The demon was confused at first as the viscous liquid splattered over him, before the entire area was engulfed in flames. Kiri could see his form inside it, and he dashed out suddenly, making a sweeping move at Kiri's leg as he rolled over, burying himself in sand in an attempt to extuinguish the flames. Around them, the crowd roared its appreciation of the action, as the demon raised himself, flourishing his swords, before sinking back into a ready pose.
Kiri barely dodged at the last moment, looking over the creature. "Good, almost didn't expect that to work," she commented friendily, prepping her rapier to act again. The blade would glow with a greenish haze this time, as she would charge forward, trying to lunge into many light strikes, attempting to break his or her guard and strike with the magicly poisoned blade.
The demon blinked as he launched himself into a vast array of parries, sparks flying from the blades, until he caught the rapier in one of the pommels, and delivered a quick kick to the Viera's midsection knocking her back, but enabling her to get the thin sword free. Sweeping the swords down again, he charged after her again, not relenting for a second as the swords came in and out in rapid patterns.
Kiri frowned slightly, as the green glow would leave the blade, her attempt at using a poisoned blow failing. Still, kepted the sword parries and attacks at bay, using her staff sometimes even as she worked, until she hoped she saw an opening as she charged a great burst of energy to the blade, thrusting forth with the short weapon as the energy crackled around it, aiming to strike at the creature's armor
Eventually, Kiri saw an opening, even though she suffered many light wounds cutting apart her robe as she waited for her chance, and the thin blade crackled as it jabbed into his chest plate, which promptly exploded, knocking both parties back, shards of the armour cutting up the Viera even more. As she rose, the demon was now nearly naked, a tattered jerkin and shorts revealed as the rest of his armour fell apart, apart from his greaves and boots. He looked down, aghast, and then looked up again, eyes blazing furious red as he leapt forwards again, going even faster than before without the heavy metal hindering him, only using one sword now in a two handed grip.
Kiri realized her mistake as soon as she tried to leap back to get some distance, almost being ovetaken even as she felt her body tense up at the assault. Desperately she tried to keep the bows back, holding her staff to take most of the abuse even as she tried desperately to prepare her combative spells to retaliate
Kiri's wards probably helped a lot, the demons speed was able to put himin position to attack from any angle, and it was all Kiri could do to keep him at bay, sparks flying each time as the sword came down onto the staff or rapier, being deflected slightly by the magical barriers to merely cause small wounds.
Kiri panted as the exurtions started to take her toll, though she gathered enough wits to fire two rapid-shot blizzard spells, trying to send the shards of ice to help distance herself some more
The demon, engulfed in chilling shards suddenly, howled, and the sword came flying out of the mist of ice, deflected slightly, but leaving a deep gash on Kiri's leg, the robe there already in tatters, and about to fall off, getting instead tangled in the Viera's feet and sending her tumbling to the floor.
Kiri yelped as she hit the floor, whimpering slightly as she glanced down at the injury, taking barely a moment to mutter a cure spell softly to herself, letting the healing energy wax through her for a few moments before she went to try and scramble to her feet again.
Slowly, the icy mist cleared, and the demon was struggling with a half frozen right half, which he had shielded himself with, stamping against the floor to try and thaw it out.
Kiri waited, allowing the demon to fight itself free. She knew that fighting unfair would do her no favors, even if the demons wouldn't see it that way...
Eventually, the demon shook himself out, and backed away from Kiri lightly, sweeping up his remaining sword. He swept it behind him, and bowed graciously, before dashing forwards again at the Viera, slashing at her midsection.
Kiri once again went to dodge backwards, letting out a shot of thunder magic out trying to slow this strange foe before he could reach her
The demon was knocked to the floor, but he rolled past Kiri, drawing more blood from her calf as he went past blade first, and rose up again behind her.
Kiri yelped loudly as the blade struck into her newly-healed leg, almost stumbling as she spiraled around to try and counter any attack he brought forward
The demon had turned, and was raising his sword for another strike, but was met by a staff to the chest, causing a crunch, and the blade to drop from his grasp. He wheezed something, then looked at Kiri with pure hate burning, and jumped on top of... Her rapier. The blade speared through his stomach, but he still landed on top of her, sending the pair crashing to the floor.
Kiri yelped, the weight pressing her down. During the twist she felt her weapons spinning from her grasp as they rolled in the dirt. She couldn't see through the dust, and from the short moment of being in control, she suddenly felt highly vulnerable...
The demon on top of her howled as the rapier blade sprung up, hurting Kiri's sensitive ears, before reaching down, trying to grapple the girl into submission.
Kiri continued to struggle slightly as the demon tried to grab her down, though the best she could do with the weight smushing her down anyway was squirm and kick her limbs wildly.
Grinning wickedly, the demon slammed down on Kiri's chest, knocking the wind out of her, then grabbed at her robe, tearing it off, straight down the middle. The crowd roared joyfully as the Viera was bared to all eyes. The demon on top of her reached down, and pressed against her pussy, slowly forcing his entire, rather large, fist into her, all the while throttling her with his other hand.
Kiri's eyes widened as the demon's attacks turned more perverse, screaming out loudly as her hands shot to the one slowly taking her breath from her, as the beast's fist inside her made her inner walls trembe as it drug itself into her
The screaming only seemed to incite the audience, who was constantly yelling its approval as the demon went in faster, until his entire forearm was inside Kiri's poor womanhood. Then, he began to pull out, and then, started to pump faster. And faster. The pain was comparable to what she had gone through at the hands of the poker, only without the searing fire. She felt like she was being torn apart from the inside, as his grip on her neck loostened, allowing her to try any sounds she wanted.
Hoarse screams of pain came from her as the demon rammed it's arm inside her, continuing the sputter and twist as the creature's arm made her insides scream at the oversized violation
The demon seemed unconcerned with the thin piece of steel inside him, and continued to ram hard into Kiri, only going faster and faster, until he slowly stopped, and grinned down at the girl, pulling his shorts down to reveal a long, hard cock. Slowly, he opened his fist, spreading his fingers to cause her more pain as he pulled out, and lowered down, leaving little doubt what would happen next.
Screaming as she felt him dragged out of her purposefully spreading her, Kiri struggled with the beast even as she slammed to the ground, staring in fear at the huge erection as she tried to soot back slightly
The demon held Kiri firmly in place, as he pushed his way into her abused folds, before wrapping his arms around her back, and lifting the Viera into the air, showing her off as he began to thrust into her, leaning down to gently bite on her nipples.
Kiri screamed as she struggled, impaled on the beast's cock and the roar of the crowd acting as it's own desiese. However, she had one last desperate move, as a hand gripped the blade of the rapier, trying to focus her energy, before releasing a powerful electric shock, even as she screamed and thrashed at the cock plundering her depths.
The demon inside her stiffened as the electricity ran through him, an eye twitching as smoke started to rise from his chest. Quite soon, he fell backwards, twitching, and dragging her down on top of him, and falling out of the girls womanhood.
Kiri would roll off the demon, dragging out her sword from the creature's chest, panting slightly as she realized she was actually partly turned on from the demon's assault, but didn't want to worry about it, after all, he could get back up again. She slid back away from him, the pain between her legs making her a bit more splayed in her gait then she was.

 

[lurker]

Re: Hellfire- Slaved to Pain

The demon didn't get back up, continuing to smoke as the blade was pulled from him, and silence fell across the arena. Then, the crowd erupted into cheering once more, nearly deafening the poor Viera. She managed to see Mirchell jump down from her surveilance box, and land heavily on the floor, straightening up, and starting to walk towards the girl.
Kiri didn't bother to move. It was odvious what had happened, she had done it, and thus would be escaping. And she would get the chance to save Aryn....
As Mirchell got closer, she began to clap slowly, inciting the crowd to do the same, thunderous applause echoing around. The demoness smirked, and on the way, picked up both of the demons heavy broadswords, and twisting them around, slamming them into the demons corpse. When the applause had died down enough for Kiri to hear, the demoness spoke. "Well, well done. You win. As promised, you go. Good riddance I say. As was also promised, I will clothe you, and provide you with provisions and tools to survive."

Mirchell's face was unreadable. She was obviously rather annoyed at Kiri's victory, but also impressed, and on another level, happy. She extended a hand, gesturing back at the doorway to her house, nodding at Kiri.
Kiri nodded as she rose after collecting her staff and straitening her hat again, blushing as she took the demon's hand. "I want you to deposit me back at the camp you destroyed, if you'd be so kind," she asked quietly, hoping the demon didn't read what her intentions were.
"That is not within mine, nor any demons, abilities. I can only take you back to the portal, though I can give you a mount to take you to that slag pile should you wish. That seems to rather suit you, if memory serves, there is a city not far off from there." Mirchell explained, as they walked back to her house. Once inside, there were already a group of imps waiting, carrying a fine set of red velvet robes for Kiri, and a new set of boots for her. There was also a backpack full of supplies, mostly odd fruits and vegetables, with a tent kit strapped onto it. 4 imps were also struggling under the weight of a longsword, similar to Mirchell's, sheathed in a crimson scabbard, complete with belt. "There. Enjoy. Is there anything else you want, or should I just send you out to your steed now, Kiriana?" Mirchell continued borededly.
Kiri shook her head. "I believe it is time for our ways to part. Though our time was quite informative to myself I wish not to linger more then I need to." Now she was free to not barb her words effectively, she let her speetch start to slide back to it's normal, artful way of wording itself.
To her possible shock, Mirchell bowed to Kiri. "As you wish. Stay as long as you feel it necessary to prepare, my house is your house for as long as you continue to stay here. Your mount is outside. Have fun in your other little plane, and I may see you some time soon, Kiriana." the demoness continued, speaking remarkably civily to her now.
Kiri seemed partly surprised at the civility. "It's ok, I don't want to cause too much inconvience..." she replied with a blush as she took the supplies, not taking too long to slide into the new clothing, shifting the pack onto her back as she straps on the second sword with her rapier. "I thank you for your final gifts, Mistress. And goodbye...." And with that, she turned to leave.
Mirchell smirked. "Goodbye for now. Feel free to visit, if you can get here unscathed. Once you leave, my protection expires. Remember that. And that I will be returning to that forsaken realm soon."

Outside, there was a creature resting on the floor. It was black and red, predictably, and winged. It looked kind of reptilian, but also like a bird as well, and was fitted with a saddle.
Kiri walked around it in awe, though she kinda liked it's intimidating appearence. Gently, she rubbed the creature over the snout. "Hey there," Kiri said quietly, not showing a bit of fear. After all, the usual mounts of her world were giant birds, where did she have room to complain if the demons used dragons?
The dragonhawk nuzzled softly, and purred a little, curling down to lower the saddle to an easier place to mount. It seemed to know why she was there, and was perfectly happy with her presence.