2 comments/ 9889 views/ 7 favorites The Demon Mistress Ch. 01 By: kellym01 Sarah leaned back against her small desk chair, stretching out her slender legs until they hit the wall beneath the desk, her hands stretching out behind her as her fingers intertwined, a small tired moan erupting from her. She readjusted her position before assuming her work, her gaze constantly shifting the time at the bottom of the screen. Sarah was an attractive woman to say the least, she had blonde hair that always hung free, never restrain, her white blouse hugged her C-cup breasts. Her miniskirt hugged her rear and just like her blouse served to emphasise her curves, black nylons hugged her smooth slender legs and feet were contained by a pair of black heels. A small sigh escaped her lips as her gaze once again fell to the time in the bottom right corner of the screen. 'Another ten minutes and I can finally go home.' Sara thought to herself. She glanced up at the three white walls that surrounded her cubicle. ... Sarah was walking home when it happened, when the event occurred that would change everything. "Honestly...if that bitch hadn't called that bloody meeting I would be home by now and could have caught that bloody bus." she muttered to herself, her hands curled into fists at her side, squeezing the leather strap of her bag. To say Sarah's boss was a bitch was a colossal understatement, she had worked their for the last ten years, now twenty eight years of age and she still hadn't received a single raise, promotion or anything, she'd seen others come and go and many get promoted to a higher position after their second year. Then whenever a chance for her to be promoted came, when she was selected as one of a group to come up with some brilliant idea to take the company in a whole new direction when the meeting started either someone was their early and had signed the deal, later learning the time was changed and she hadn't received the email or she and the other candidates would go out for a smoke and come back with the decision made. Sarah continue to mutter and curse her employer as she turned left down an alley to cut across so she could cut her journey in half and get back to her apartment before the heavens opened. She was so focused on her rage that she didn't notice a man follow her into the alley. She didn't notice as he grew closer to her, she didn't notice until she was half way through and he grabbed her wrist, her head snapped round to see who had grabbed her only find herself being slammed against a wall, her mouth began to open. A blade came up, the edge pressed against her neck, her scream died. "Scream, shout or anything and I slit your throat." He hissed, his voice seemed rough, she forced her gaze away from the knife and to the man before her, he wore dark clothing, a hood above his head, hiding his features all the while making it harder to see him, the darkness of night hiding him from view unless one got close enough. "Understand?" he spat, Sarah silently nodded, her eyes wide with fear, her heart thumping in her breast. "P...p...please j...just t...take it." Sarah stammered lifting up her bag, the man seemed to smirk, she could just make it out, a shiver shot through her as she found herself pressing herself against the wall, trying to get away. "Oh I will, after I've had my fun." he chuckled, his free hand shooting out and grabbing her breast, a gasp escaped her lips, he pressed the blade against her neck more harshly, blood beginning to seep out and around it, decorating the blade. "I thought I made it clear. Not. A. Sound." He spat, she nodded again, tears welling in her eyes. His blade move from her neck and met the top of her shirt, he began to slowly drag it down, ripping the shirt open, he pushed the blouse apart to reveal a white bra restricting her breasts, he gripped the top of her skirt and tore it away to reveal her white panties. He slipped his hand into her bra and forcefully gripped her breast, she gasped out at the sudden rough grip, he removed his hand from her breast and placed both his hands upon his shoulders before pushing down forcefully, she fell to her knees. "This outa shut you up." He muttered before unzipping his pants and releasing his monster from its bounds, her eyes widened as she processed what he meant to do, he thrust forward and inserted his dick into her mouth, she threw her head forward as her gag reflex was triggered. ... Sarah was pressed against the wall, her skin covered in a white substance, sweat glistening on her body, her breathing heavy, bruises and small cuts decorating her skin. The man stood opposite her, holding up Sarah up, his blade pressed against her neck, he sliced her neck, blood began to ooze out, she tried to breathe but could only gurgle, blood spurting from her neck, she fell to the ground, still trying to breath as her blood continued to flow out and onto her body. The man pulled out a small rag and cleaned off his blade before pocketing both the blade and the rag. Rain began to fall, the cold liquid seemed almost soothing to her as her vision began to blur, the last thing she saw was the man picking up her body and dumping it in a dumpster before lighting a match and tossing it in with her, the world grew dark as her final breath left her body the man slammed the dumpster lid down. ... She shifted, her eyes slowly opened to the sight of herself in four poster bed, scarlet curtains surrounded her and silk sheets surrounded her body. "What the hell? Where am I?" Sarah questioned as she sat up. "You're in hell, welcome" said a small but definitely feminine voice, Sarah's head bolted round. "What?" she asked in panic as tried to locate the voice. "Down here" the voice stated, Sarah's gaze fell to be met by the sight of a tiny girl with scarlet hair and not a stitch of clothing to hide her body, her wings fluttered as she flew up to Sarah's face. "Welcome to your new home" she greeted "I'm sure you'll love it here...if you behave for the mistress that is" she continued. "M...mistress?" Sarah stammered. First attempt at this sort of stuff. The Demon Mistress Ch. 02 Sarah's eyes widened at the sight of the tiny, winged woman before her, only a couple inches away from her face. Now that she was closer she noticed a few things she hadn't noticed before. Her ears were pointed, her eyes were a light purple and had an almost perfect hourglass figure. "Wh...what...are...?" Sarah stammered. "What am I? I thought that was obvious, I'm a Pixie." She answered as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "Bu...but...Pixies aren't real!" Sarah stammered, the Pixie froze, her hand shooting to her bosom, she began to fall and landed on the silk sheets. 'Oh my god...I think I just killed her.' Sarah mentally gasped as she paled, unable to stop herself she lowered her face, closer to the Pixie, her heart pounding out of fear that she had killed something. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the diminutive Pixie's eyes snapped open and she started laughing like crazy, Sarah's pulled back with incredible speed, her heart beating faster than ever. "Man that never gets old." The Pixie laughed as she wiped a tear from her eye and flew back up, stopping a few feet above the sheets. "B...but..." Sarah stammered. "Oh come on, honestly ever since Peter Pan everyone believes if you say you don't believe in me I'd die and remember they were fairies, I'm a Pixie and that whole 'I don't believe thing' is a bunch of bull anyway." The Pixie stated as she put her hands on her hips and leaned lightly forward. Sarah's eyes widened as her mind finally processed what the redheaded Pixie had said to her when she'd woken up in that bed. "Hold on, you said that...I'm..." She found herself unable to finish her own sentence. "Hell? Yep, you died and now you've being sent to Hell." The Pixie stated. "What?! But how can I be in Hell...I never did anything bad." Sarah argued, her eyes widening as memories of how she died resurfaced, her knees came up to her chest as she curled up and in on herself. "Guess you remember how you died, sorry." The Pixie said softly. "I...I was...raped...and..." She drifted off. "It's best not to dwell on your death, it's psychologically damaging." The redhead said, her tone almost motherly as she flew over to Sarah and landed upon her knees, still hidden beneath the silk sheets. "Why am I here?" Sarah asked, not wanting to talk about how she came to be there. "I don't know, Mistress just told us we'd be getting a new arrival today, we watched how you died through a visual portal...only she knows how any of us came to be here but more than not it's because we made a deal with, sometimes we didn't even know it." The redhead explained. "What do you mean?" Sarah asked. "When I was alive I was...a manager for a handful of actors, one day she came into my office and offered me a chance to get a contract with the all star actor of that time, in return all she said was that I'd owe her but she made it clear she didn't want anything I owned or any of my contacts...when I asked what the payment was she said I'd know in two months." She explained. "And then?" Sarah pushed. "Two months later on that very day...well night, I was drinking with a few friends, had too much and fell into the road, that car was too close and going to fast...it tried to swerve...all it did was take me with it...like I said we try not to think about it." She explained, her face falling. "I guess this means you used to be human." Sarah said softly, the redhead nodded, her expression becoming joyful once again after a few moments. "So how'd...?" Sarah nodded at the Pixie. "How'd I become a Pixie?" She finished, Sarah nodded, "when the Mistress takes in new slaves they're human like yourself at the start but then she has a habit of turning us into other things, sometimes we'll an object, others demons or other supernatural creatures, our form is hers to choose." The Pixie explained, not seeming to mind at all about how much power her 'Mistress' had over her. "So she killed you and turned you into a Pixie?" Sarah asked, feeling rage begin to bubble within her, the redhead began to laugh at this, Sarah frowned. "No. She doesn't kill us, she simply chooses mortals and makes a deal with them and then lets fate deliver us to her, she does know how and when we'll die but she has nothing to do with it, its just a coincidence that she came to me so close to my death, heck she came to some of us on our deathbed, usually offering them a bit longer to live or if they had a bad life, offers them a new one or a chance to be happy in death...others she comes to at a young age, some made their deals at sixteen, promised a good life, they certainly got it, with interest." She explained. "You keep saying 'us' and 'others' how many people has she done this to?" Sarah asked. "Dozens...maybe hundreds, maybe more, she's lived a long life, so she's formed a lot of contracts, most of them are probably objects in her home...or are in storage, not that they mind, over time we just are happy to serve the Mistress be it as a slave, a peace of furniture, an article of clothing, a lover or to just sleep in storage for a while, she treats us well if we behave and well...we all just grow feelings for her." She explained. "What's storage?" Sarah asked. "Basically she reduces you to your essence and contains you in a pocket dimension, you're not aware of anything and simply sleep, dreaming...not favourable but she keeps them happy and has made it so you could spend a thousand years sleeping, dreaming of whatever you enjoy and not even realise a minute has passed." The Pixie explained. "But still, why am I here?" Sarah asked, trying to push the idea of 'storage' from her mind. "You probably made a deal." She answered. "I never made any deals though." Sarah explained. "You probably just didn't realise it, either way though when you meet the Mistress it'll all become clear." She explained. "And when do I meet her?" Sarah asked, fear infiltrating her tone. "When she sends for you, I'm just here to meet you and fill you in on where you are and such, before you started to panic and cause too much of a ruckus." She explained. "Yo! Red you finished explaining I want meet the new meat." A new voice called, Sarah flinched at her description. "Yeah, she's still a bit scared but that's expected, so don't mess with her." The Pixie now identified as Red answered, the curtains were parted by a slender hand to reveal a raven haired woman, her hair hanging free and surrounding her bare DD breasts, she placed her hands on the bed and pulled herself onto the bed. Sarah relaxed a bit at seeing she looked normal only to stiffen when she saw her serpent lower half. The new arrival smirked as she inhaled Sarah's scent of fear at the sight of her. "This is Sarah." The winged redhead introduced. "Nice to meet ya. My name's Veronica." The Lamia greeted as she extended her hand to Sarah as her tail slithered closer to Sarah, stopping when it reached her silk clad legs. "S...s...same here." Sarah stammered politely as she took the Lamia's hand and shook it, Veronica flashed her a fanged smirk. She turned to the Pixie. "Red, the Mistress sent me to retrieve the new girl." Veronica stated. "Okay." She answered. "Red?" Sarah found herself asking before she could stop herself. "Nickname Veronica came up with, hence the lack of originality, my name's Anne." Anne answered as she turned to Sarah, not noticing the serpent tail come up behind her, raise its tip before slamming it atop her. "Originality? Honestly Red only you'd be stupid enough to insult someone who could squash you without a second thought, Sarah paled. Veronica lifted her tail to reveal Anne unharmed, it slid around her and curled around the pixie and lifted her into the air. "Don't worry kid, we can't be hurt or killed thanks to the Mistress." Veronica explained. "Speak for yourself, that hurt like hell!" Anne yelled, only to have the tail ease up and cover her mouth. "Now come on, it's a bad idea to keep the Mistress waiting" Veronica stated. "Err...okay." Sarah stammered as she moved out and atop of the silk sheets, revealing her naked body, she blushed and covered herself up. "Oh honestly, we're all naked here no one will care if you are, now come one." Veronica stated, her tone becoming inpatient, Sarah's blush now covered her whole body but she reluctantly began to follow after the Lamia, doing her best to cover herself up. The Demon Mistress Ch. 03 Sarah remained close to her two escorts as she emerged from the room she had awakened in. She found herself in a long corridor, her gaze moving round, taking in the details of the Victorian, almost medieval styled interior. The walls, lined with suits of armour, maroon in colour, the carpet a deep red, chandeliers hung from the high ceilings. Veronica glanced back at Sarah, wearing a small smirk as she took in the sight of awe struck girl. "If the interior surprises you this much then wait till you see the others." Veronica stated, Sarah's cheeks burned scarlet as her gaze dropped the floor, her arms clinging more tightly to her more intimate areas. "What do ya think she'll be turned into?" Anna asked in a low tone, too low for the new arrival to hear but more than loud enough for Veronica to hear. Her gaze moving to the Lamia's face as she ceased her current struggling within the tail. Veronica's smirk grew as she considered the possibilities. "My money's on succubs." she answered as she licked at her canines. "Who care about money, bet something actually worth something." Anna snapped. "K, I'll bet one week personal slavery." The raven haired woman proposed. "Oh I'll bet for that, bet ya she'll be a pixie, Mistress has always had a fondness for small creatures that can crawl inside her and pleasure her." Anna answered. "Then it's a bet, I'll certainly enjoy having you worship me in our spare time." Veronica chuckled. "And I'll enjoy making you grovel and beg." Anna countered. "In your dreams." Veronica laughed before slamming her tail on the floor. "Ow!" Anna companied. Sarah came to a stop a step or so behind Veronica's tail, eyeing its tip and the still bound Pixie, her gaze moved up to the large double dark wooden doors, Veronica smirked at her. "Prepare to meet your new owner." She stated as she gripped the golden handles before pushing them open "I give you the Mistress." She declared. Sarah's gaze moved from the Lamia to the contents of the room, it was dark, most of the room she couldn't make out but at its centre she could see a figure sat upon some form of chair, she squinted in hopes of getting a better look of the so called 'Mistress' Anna and Veronica had been going on about before she had been summoned. "Veronica release Anna." Sighed a feminine voice, Veronica gained a sheepish expression as she uncoiled her tail, Anna flew up from the ground, positioning herself just out of arm's length of the Lamia. "Approach." sighed the same voice, Veronica and Anna entered the room and began to approach their mistress, Sarah was hesitant at first but soon began to slowly approach the figure, her eyes widening slightly as Anna seemed to light up with a scarlet glow when she entered the dark room. Veronica and Anna stopped when they reached the centre of the room, Sarah stopping a couple paces behind them once again. The doors slammed shut. Sarah's head shot round to face the door only to see nothing but darkness. Her gaze quickly moved around the room, searching for anything only to have her eyes rest on Anna as the only source of light, the sound of fingers snapping echoed throughout the room as a white light appeared, illuminating the centre of the room and the navy blue carpet that led to the figure. Sarah's gaze quickly moved to the now illuminated figure, she sat in a mahogany thrown with a scarlet cushion, the arms seeming to be painted gold, or at least she assumed it was paint though she doubted. The figure herself was rather strange and Sarah found herself almost captivated by her appearance. Her skin scarlet in colour with two spikes emerging from her shoulders, one on her elbows and two from her calves, two large black batlike wings emerged from her back, two curled horns protruded from her forehead, a black fork tail emerging from her behind and through her clothing. Her hair black, attired in a black latex outfit that only served to conceal her intimate areas. Sarah found her gaze gravitating to of all things her eyes, those deep blue eyes, them seemed so beautiful, glistening in the white light that bathed the selected area of the room, her blue irises were surrounded by black but it seemed to only enhance their beauty. "Welcome to Hell Sarah, as I'm sure as you've already guessed, I'm the 'Mistress'." She greeted, Sarah could only nod in reply, her body lightly shaking, Veronica bowed deeply and Anna floated down to the floor, landing on a single knee and bowing her head. "Speechless...I do hope that changes, and soon." She chuckled "Now I trust you have some questions you want to ask me?" Sarah hesitated, opening and closing her mouth a couple of times as she tried to force the words out of her throat. "Err...w...w...why...a...am I...he..." She stammered. "Why are you here?" She sighed, Sarah nodded, her gaze moving to the floor, noticing the white tiles that surrounded the blue carpet before being consumed by the darkness "You are here because of a deal, like so many others." she answered simply. "B...but...I...I...I never...ma...made..." Sarah stammered, refusing to look aware from the floor. "Oh for fuck sake, lose the stutter and look me in the eye." She snapped, Sarah froze, suddenly standing up straight, she turned to face the demon now glaring at her, Sarah paled at the sight, no longer bothering to cover herself up and no longer was her shaking only slight. The Mistress' features softened. "Sorry for snapping Sarah but I demand respect from my possessions and that stutter was seriously dragging on my patience, as for the deal, no you weren't the one who made the deal." She stated, Sarah's eyes widened. "Th...then...who?" She stammered, the demoness grit her teeth, slightly exposing her fangs in agitation caused by the still constant stutter. "Your mother, before you or any of your siblings were born I found her, barren and made her an offer, I'd give her the ability to have kids and in return, well I had no desire to have her as a slave, something about her just ticked me off but the children she'd have were another story, you see in return for my gift I would gain ownership of the first born when she died, in other words sweet cheeks the minute you died I gained you as my slave." She explained. Sarah took a singleSarah remained close to her two escorts as she emerged from the room she had awakened in. She found herself in a long corridor, her gaze moving round, taking in the details of the Victorian, almost medieval styled interior. The walls, lined with suits of armour, maroon in colour, the carpet a deep red, chandeliers hung from the high ceilings. Veronica glanced back at Sarah, wearing a small smirk as she took in the sight of awe struck girl. "If the interior surprises you this much then wait till you see the others." Veronica stated, Sarah's cheeks burned scarlet as her gaze dropped the floor, her arms clinging more tightly to her more intimate areas. "What do ya think she'll be turned into?" Anna asked in a low tone, too low for the new arrival to hear but more than loud enough for Veronica to hear. Her gaze moving to the Lamia's face as she ceased her current struggling within the tail. Veronica's smirk grew as she considered the possibilities. "My money's on succubs." she answered as she licked at her canines. "Who care about money, bet something actually worth something." Anna snapped. "K, I'll bet one week personal slavery." The raven haired woman proposed. "Oh I'll bet for that, bet ya she'll be a pixie, Mistress has always had a fondness for small creatures that can crawl inside her and pleasure her." Anna answered. "Then it's a bet, I'll certainly enjoy having you worship me in our spare time." Veronica chuckled. "And I'll enjoy making you grovel and beg." Anna countered. "In your dreams." Veronica laughed before slamming her tail on the floor. "Ow!" Anna companied. Sarah came to a stop a step or so behind Veronica's tail, eyeing its tip and the still bound Pixie, her gaze moved up to the large double dark wooden doors, Veronica smirked at her. "Prepare to meet your new owner." She stated as she gripped the golden handles before pushing them open "I give you the Mistress." She declared. Sarah's gaze moved from the Lamia to the contents of the room, it was dark, most of the room she couldn't make out but at its centre she could see a figure sat upon some form of chair, she squinted in hopes of getting a better look of the so called 'Mistress' Anna and Veronica had been going on about before she had been summoned. "Veronica release Anna." Sighed a feminine voice, Veronica gained a sheepish expression as she uncoiled her tail, Anna flew up from the ground, positioning herself just out of arm's length of the Lamia. "Approach." sighed the same voice, Veronica and Anna entered the room and began to approach their mistress, Sarah was hesitant at first but soon began to slowly approach the figure, her eyes widening slightly as Anna seemed to light up with a scarlet glow when she entered the dark room. Veronica and Anna stopped when they reached the centre of the room, Sarah stopping a couple paces behind them once again. The doors slammed shut. Sarah's head shot round to face the door only to see nothing but darkness. Her gaze quickly moved around the room, searching for anything only to have her eyes rest on Anna as the only source of light, the sound of fingers snapping echoed throughout the room as a white light appeared, illuminating the centre of the room and the navy blue carpet that led to the figure. Sarah's gaze quickly moved to the now illuminated figure, she sat in a mahogany thrown with a scarlet cushion, the arms seeming to be painted gold, or at least she assumed it was paint though she doubted. The figure herself was rather strange and Sarah found herself almost captivated by her appearance. Her skin scarlet in colour with two spikes emerging from her shoulders, one on her elbows and two from her calves, two large black batlike wings emerged from her back, two curled horns protruded from her forehead, a black fork tail emerging from her behind and through her clothing. Her hair black, attired in a black latex outfit that only served to conceal her intimate areas. Sarah found her gaze gravitating to of all things her eyes, those deep blue eyes, them seemed so beautiful, glistening in the white light that bathed the selected area of the room, her blue irises were surrounded by black but it seemed to only enhance their beauty. "Welcome to Hell Sarah, as I'm sure as you've already guessed, I'm the 'Mistress'." She greeted, Sarah could only nod in reply, her body lightly shaking, Veronica bowed deeply and Anna floated down to the floor, landing on a single knee and bowing her head. "Speechless...I do hope that changes, and soon." She chuckled "Now I trust you have some questions you want to ask me?" Sarah hesitated, opening and closing her mouth a couple of times as she tried to force the words out of her throat. "Err...w...w...why...a...am I...he..." She stammered. "Why are you here?" She sighed, Sarah nodded, her gaze moving to the floor, noticing the white tiles that surrounded the blue carpet before being consumed by the darkness "You are here because of a deal, like so many others." she answered simply. "B...but...I...I...I never...ma...made..." Sarah stammered, refusing to look aware from the floor. "Oh for fuck sake, lose the stutter and look me in the eye." She snapped, Sarah froze, suddenly standing up straight, she turned to face the demon now glaring at her, Sarah paled at the sight, no longer bothering to cover herself up and no longer was her shaking only slight. The Mistress' features softened. "Sorry for snapping Sarah but I demand respect from my possessions and that stutter was seriously dragging on my patience, as for the deal, no you weren't the one who made the deal." She stated, Sarah's eyes widened. "Th...then...who?" She stammered, the demoness grit her teeth, slightly exposing her fangs in agitation caused by the still constant stutter. "Your mother, before you or any of your siblings were born I found her, barren and made her an offer, I'd give her the ability to have kids and in return, well I had no desire to have her as a slave, something about her just ticked me off but the children she'd have were another story, you see in return for my gift I would gain ownership of the first born when she died, in other words sweet cheeks the minute you died I gained you as my slave." She explained. Sarah took a single step back. 'How...how could mom make such a promise...no this isn't her fault, its hers, that demon...this is how she operates, finds the one thing a person wants most and traps them in some sort of twisted deal' Sarah mentally snarled, the demoness' gaze narrowed. She rose her hand and curled it into a fist, Sarah suddenly found herself zooming towards the demon, her bare feet dragging along the carpet only to suddenly stop in front of the Mistress. "Beware of what you think Sarah, I own you, you're my possession, your mind is an open book to me, think ill of me at your own peril, insult me and you will be punished as you will be if you disobey me." She snarled, her irises turning a bright scarlet shade as she bared her fangs, Sarah felt her body violently shaking as fear thundered through her body. Her irises returned to their natural colour, "now know this, when I make deals I use no underhandedness or sleight of hand, I give them what they want and get what I desire in return, a fair trade" she hissed. "B...but how was it...fair with...me?" Sarah stammered. "Your mother made the deal and since you weren't of age she had authority to do so, though true neither were you born yet the deal was solid, I own you, in fact it's because of me you and your siblings exist, your just the payment, you serve me so that you could live and your siblings can live...while true my method of getting you was a tad sneaky it is legit, I own you." She explained. "That...is...isn't fair, mom didn't know I'd ever be born if what you say is true, you tricked her." Sarah snapped, her anger beginning to override her fear. "Oh she knew kid, I made sure she knew she was dealing with a demon, normally I keep a low profile but in times like this where I ensure my possession is created, born, I always make sure my client is fully aware of my nature so that my new toy can't argue law with me." She sighed "your mother knew and still gave you to me, I own you, get it through your head and the sooner you understand that, the sooner you can enjoy the afterlife." She continued. "Is there any way I can earn my freedom then?" Sarah hissed, the demoness smirked in response. "The only way a human soul can be free when getting into this situation is if their owner grants them freedom, even then another demon can snatch them up unless the owner turns the soul into a full blooded demon and that is something I have no intention in doing." She stated as she licked her canines. 'Maybe I can run?' Sarah thought. "If you run all I need to do is snap my fingers and you'll be at my feet, you are in my power, no matter where you are I can always drag you back to me, but I normally prefer to call my slaves, let them have some dignity, but run and you'll be back here and will be punished before you can even think 'oh shit'." She stated. Sarah's eyes widened as the true horror of her situation finally sunk in, she dropped to her knees before the thrown, bracing herself on her hands. 'I'm trapped, only she can free me and she'll never do that, I can't run, I can't do anything.' She mentally wept. The demoness let a small sigh escape her lips, she leaned forward and extended her hand and lightly traced Sarah's cheek, stopping when she reached her chin before tilting her face upwards, they made eye contact and Sarah's fear filled gaze met the compassionate ones of the demon, she fought the desire to frown in confusion. "Sorry, I forget how hard it is for humans when they first arrive here, you're the first one in the last couple decades, it always takes time for your kind to adjust, so I'll give you your time, I won't call upon you for a while and when I do it'll be for small tasks and we'll work up to the good stuff." She said softly, her gaze moving to Anna and Veronica "I understand you two had a little bet on what I'd do to the new arrival, the stakes being servitude, well if you have such a desire to serve one another then until a time in which I say otherwise you are both to serve Sarah until I say otherwise and until then she will have the power to alter your forms, of course I will have supreme authority but that goes without saying." She chuckled. Anna and Veronica's eyes widened, they glanced at one another, then to Sarah before back to their Mistress, unable to believe how easy it was for her to transfer them to Sarah's authority. The demoness' gaze turned hard and duo flinched before bowing their heads in unison. "Yes Mistress." They chimed as one, the demoness raised her head back in satisfaction, before returning her gaze to her new 'possession'. "You may leave." She instructed, Sarah stumbled back to her feet, timidly nodding, her anger induced courage leaving her before leaving the room, her new 'slaves' following her close behind.