Re: Mei-Lien (Guan Yu)
Mei-Lien’s perspective zoomed out somewhat, as if she were having an out of body experience of some kind, though she could still feel the sensations of her body. She watched as the group of four woke up slowly, sleeping in for a long while after their long and eventful day. Even after they woke up, a lot of time was spent cuddling the still-bound succubus… Things sped up from there, showing Mei-Lien’s daily life for the first week or so after the siege of the city. She spent her mornings relatively lazily at the behest of her mistress, slave, and the shapeshifter, cuddling together in the elder demon’s huge bed, which they began to share together after that day. Once they were all up, Hannah would make breakfast for the four of them and Tess, and then Mei-Lien would spend some time breaking in the male soldier she had had the tentacles bring back for her. At first he was very much not amused by his sessions with the dominating redhead, though it wasn’t hard to see that he enjoyed them on some level. After just that first week the man was starting to seem to look forward to seeing Mei-Lien walking into his cell, despite his protests…
After her first morning workout of the soldier, Mei-Lien decided that it would be nice to relax by taking a walk out in the forest alone. She had always appreciated nature in the past, and now that the battling was over and the island was returning to something of a peaceful place the large forest at its center seemed different somehow, the sun filtering through the leaves providing a light mood to the place. For some reason animals didn’t seem to fear the demon either, perhaps because of the innate ability she had to command monsters now; perhaps they felt some sort of strange allegiance to her. Perhaps they felt that she enjoyed their presence. Either way, the redhead spent that first mid-day walking about in the forest, sometimes resting against a tree, while slightly strange-looking squirrels and deer approached her from time to time, watching her intently with a sort of curiosity. She enjoyed it so much that she vowed to spend more of her time like that in the coming days.
When Mei-Lien returned to the castle in the afternoon, Erica had her follow her to the library, to read up a little on the sort of spell she was going to be expected to perform on the queen, to steal her reserves of magical energy. It seemed fairly complicated, and even with the elder demon to answer her questions and try to point her in the right direction, she wasn’t getting it and was starting to get frustrated. Her mistress shrugged it off and had her take a break to fix them all dinner, helping her slave with the preparations. After the meal, Erica brought the redhead into Rosa’s headspace, and attempted to demonstrate by example, then coach Mei-Lien through trying it herself. It took her a few tries to get the stealing process completely right, but ultimately she got it figured out with her mistress’ help. With the things she had learned earlier and the bit of practice she had had recently magic was coming a little bit easier to her, though not a lot.
That done, the group of them went to bed and had another usual day right up until after dinner, when Erica announced that it was time for Mei-Lien to drain the charmed queen’s magic. The two of them went alone to the woman’s cell, and magically dominated as she was she seemed quite eager to see them after a few days. The redhead slipped in behind the former royal, gripping her tight to keep her from squirming as she sank her fangs into the woman’s neck quickly and quietly. For a short few seconds there was a taste of blood in the demon’s mouth, but soon enough with her mistress’ technique she was sucking up something quite different, something she had never tasted before. It was much like the times she had drained a person’s energy during sex, but different. The “taste” was more subtle, less powerful, but there was something sweet to it. She stopped when she felt the flow of magical energy wane, leaving only blood, and the queen whimpered and shivered in Mei-Lien’s arms, seemingly exhausted by the stealing of her magic. The redhead felt different now, deeper in an odd sort of way. She threw the queen to the ground, leaving the cell along with Erica before releasing the former royal from her charmed state, though the victim was too tired to really notice.
After that the daily routine continued, slightly different, but not much. Mei-Lien spent her mornings cuddling with the women who loved her, then shifting to breakfast, then breaking in her male slave. After that she took another long walk in the woods, going home only for dinner, and she found that now that she wasn’t charmed, the queen was trying to resist. She didn’t have the capacity to cast spells, however, and she was so physically weak as to be more or less completely harmless. After dinner Erica and Mei-Lien went together to begin the process of breaking in their newest slave, the elder demon pounding the former royal deep into the night while the redheaded succubus put her through various stages of bondage and BDSM, much as her mistress had done to her when she was first made a slave. When the woman finally collapsed in exhaustion, it was time for bed.
The next few days went on with that same basic structure, though after so much time spent in the forest, Mei-Lien was inspired to try something a little different. After some rooting around, Erica found her some paints and a canvas, and she decided to sit up on the battlements of the castle at mid-day and paint a landscape of the edge of the forest and the plains stretching out in front of it. Her first attempt wasn’t exactly great, but at least it looked like what it was representing more or less. At the end of the week the demon decided to visit the wolfgirl Jenn again, after her walk through the forest. Even though she had been a mere human the last time they met, Jenn was still happy to see her again after some explanation. They did some light drinking, caught up with one another, and had a friendly sparring match between them, the aftermath of which led Mei-Lien to meet up with the mimic again for healing.
Days went by with this same general pattern for a little while, the group both resting and breaking in their new slaves. In the meantime Tess had mixed results with her attempts to train the few remaining tentacle beasts, sometimes managing to get them to do what she wanted for more or less time, others just being outright taken and used by the creatures, though she only seemed to mind after the fact, and mostly because she wanted to succeed badly. The second week after the city had fallen the group began light training in addition to their normal routine, mostly just exercises to keep them in shape after a week off. That weekend Mei-Lien and Hannah went to visit Jenn for a night, something that became a relatively regular tradition when they were at the castle. By the end of the second week the redheaded succubus had more or less pacified the male soldier she had captured, a steady two weeks of sex and draining wearing down his resolve along with the feeling of the inevitability of his lifelong captivity. Though he still put up token resistance, just enough to seem unwilling, she could tell his heart was no longer in it, and that he enjoyed being used by her.
Days turned into weeks turned into a month, a comfortable and pleasant routine forming for Mei-Lien. Her training picked up again, both physically with Rosa and magically with Erica. Slowly but surely the redheaded demon learned new spells, none of them particularly powerful, but useful in their own way. She found that for someone with extremely limited talent like herself, utility spells were more what she would be able to do. She was told also that her idea to use her meditation as a sort of blind sight was theoretically possible, but would take a lot of work and practice. At the same time, Hannah took to training again as well, both her body (lightly) and magic. Though it was quite obvious that the skinny girl would never be a warrior, she got herself in fairly good shape with Mei-Lien’s help, which would make her much less of a liability if the lot of them ever needed to run for whatever reason. By month’s end they had even managed to subdue the queen somewhat, her spirit slowly being crushed by the repeated rape her new mistresses subjected her to.
By the end of second month, of course, both new slaves were thoroughly broken in, Tess had gotten a lot better at controlling the tentacles and training them to behave, and Erica was getting restless. Soon enough they were all training rather hard, though why the elder demon wouldn’t say. It became apparent, though, that they were all working towards another mission. Eventually everyone but Tess, who was left to hold down the castle with her trained tentacle beasts, sailed across the sea to the mainland. Erica related the story of a race of lizardmen who had conquered most of the south-central desert on the continent, and that were now rampaging through the scrubland and enslaving all in their path. How she knew this she didn’t say, though apparently she considered it their mission to push the creatures back.
Their enemies turned out to be much like the dinosaur-riding creature that Mei-Lien had fought early in her game, essentially a race of heavily armored medieval knights, except with mounts who were infinitely more dangerous than their real-life counterparts. They brought with them a number of monsters, and gathered many more to their cause on the mainland, finding new and dangerous species flocking to their banner. They also found help in the form of the nomadic desert tribes of humans who had been pushed away by the lizardmen, and the scattered kingdoms of the scrublands were also fighting back in an incoherent way. The humans seemed quite reluctant to fight alongside monsters and demons, though… This time Hannah saw the worthiness of their cause and fought alongside them, her magic eating through plate armor easily alongside Mei-Lien’s magically enhanced gauntlets. Their enemy was much more numerous and powerful this time, and the war to push back the enslaving menace was long and hard. All told it took two years of fighting off and on to accomplish their goal, even with the vast array of monsters they commanded. All of them were injured quite badly at some point or other, but after a few close scares all of them pulled through.
This was only the first of several forays into the world outside their little island, all of which involved some sort of battle against what one might think of as threats to the normal, everyday life of a large swath of people. Some were more difficult than others, but the group of four only got more skilled with time, making some of the smaller missions a breeze. Mei-Lien continually refined her skills, both magical and physical, and over the span of several centuries her meditation routine honed her mind to the point that she was able to enter that meditative state in which she could sense souls almost on demand, fulfilling the goal she had had from so long in the past.
The ageless quality of Mei-Lien, Erica, and Rosa only set the other two apart. Tess seemed completely unconcerned. She didn’t want to live forever, or even a particularly long time; she wanted to live out the time allotted to her in a way that was pleasurable, and then pass on to the next life and whatever that held for her. She spent a lot of time with the monsters that she helped to train, both training them and having them pleasure her when she was in the mood. Every so often she would allow them to make her pregnant, bearing monster children happily. Sometimes, though, she would request that one or more of the other inhabitants of the castle dominate her sexually, and some of her favorite sessions the ones where her three more aggressive castlemates all teamed up to both humiliate her and rough her up a little. She also became good friends with Hannah fairly quickly, providing the other human with a “normal” friend.
Though Tess still enjoyed being dominated and taking orders, rarely acting much on her own initiative, the girl’s mental scars from her repeated raping ultimately healed, at least mostly, though it took a long while. Her desire for such things waned as she grew older, though, and during her 40s she shifted to a less sexual, lazier lifestyle, mostly hanging out with Hannah and eating. She had never been in the best of shape or taken the best care of herself, so it wasn’t much of a surprise when she fell ill at the relatively young age of 54. Surrounded by the people who had saved her and helped her through her darkest times, she passed on relatively peacefully, her time of suffering short and not very severe.
For Hannah, her mortality was a little bit tougher to deal with. There was a serious tension between her wish to remain human, and to see her parents again after death, and her desire to remain with Mei-Lien for an eternity. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy the time they spent together, either sexual or not, and she warmed up nicely to the others as well, but when alone she always seemed to be thinking, and it seemed to weigh heavily on her. She even got used to the occasional bouts of fighting that she was thrust into, in part because she normally believed in whatever cause they were fighting for, in part because she just got used to it. And she got very good at it, too. With a decade or so of combat experience and Erica’s intensive magical training her natural talent was allowed to shine. The once painfully skinny little girl grew into her body a little bit over time, and by her early 30s she had a little bit more average a figure, no ribs to be seen when she was nude. It was around that time that she decided that she had to make her decision, whether to remain human, grow old, and die, or to become a succubus and live forever with the other three. It took a long time, and she wrestled with the decision, but ultimately she asked Mei-Lien to collar and transform her, her love of the redhead winning out.
The transformation for Hannah was a little bit different than it was for Mei-Lien; whereas the redhead had been made more imposing and dominant-looking, the little rich girl was made a bit smaller, enhancing a sense of cuteness more than anything. Her skin was also a much darker purple, to reflect her affinity for magic. With her new access to demonic magic she became more powerful as well, adding further to their strength when they fought. She also, through time and her relationship with Mei-Lien, became much better at being aggressive in her sexual behavior, eventually able to satisfy her lover in bed without much trouble, though it took some time to overcome her normally timid nature.
Over the decades Mei-Lien began to develop feelings for the other three women, matching their feelings for her, though it took quite some time. The redhead was slow to that sort of emotion. Still, once it had happened the redhead found herself living a very happy life. Between the joy of being surrounded by people who loved you, and whom you loved, and the occasional joy of battle, either during missions or in sparring matches with the others, her days (and nights) were very full. Though none of them were fertile, between them they didn’t really need children, and only Hannah was even the slightest bit sad amongst them at the idea of never having one. The distinctions of slaves and mistresses all melted away, simply irrelevant for them. It was like this that they lived out their eternity; fighting and fucking, wrapped up together in love each night.
Good End
~Succubus Warrior~
Those words came into focus as the screen went dark, everything finally fading to black and leaving Mei-Lien alone in the dark EGG console.
