2 comments/ 21442 views/ 15 favorites An Immortal Slave Ch. 01 By: HellsSpawn Immortality is a bitch. Really, it is- take it from someone who knows. My name is Saber Salvone, I'm 24- been that way for who knows how long, short blond hair, cool blue eyes, muscular- not a bit of fat on me, oh, and I'm also 6'9". Yeah, I stood out, and I assume that's why I was taken too. First off, you should know a few things: 1) Located in the centers of volcanoes are colonies of demons called Hell Holes. 2) Time flows differently inside a Hell Hole compared to on the surface. A month Surface Time is ten years Hell Time. I.E. 20 years ST= 2,400 years HT (Remember that.) 3) Deep below the ocean is a demon colony where the demon Queen lives. Her name is Rurita. There's more, but that's the important stuff. Now, here's my story. So, there I am, walking along the beach like I always did every night, my hands in my back pocket as I stared up at the clear night sky. I had heard someone approach, but thought nothing of it until I found myself surrounded, well, mostly. They were backing me into the surf, and I'm not willing to fight off ten powerful demons. I should have, because once I hit the water I was assaulted with a rather powerful electrical shock that knocked me off my feet. I hit the water, and as the water went red with blood, my world went black. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know how long it was before the dagger in my chest was removed, but it wasn't long enough. I came to coughing, clearing my lungs, silently cursing not the person who stabbed me- but the person who took the damn knife out! Yeah, I've lived long enough to where I really enjoy being dead and hate coming back. If you haven't figured it out, I can't die- ever. Either way I found myself hanging by my wrists- shirtless, from a wooden beam with my ankles chained tightly to the ground. It's not that my shirt was missing exactly, but that it was torn into ribbons used to blind and gag me. The place was hot, noisy, and smelled like a volcano would. I soon figured out that I was in a Hell Hole by the conversations around me, they were speaking demonic. Trying to break free of my bindings earned me a sharp blow to the back. It took a few times before I finally gave up and hung my head, defeated. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Several demons came and left, but none talked about me. No doubt I scared them; because once the blindfold was removed I watched the demons interested in me, an icy rage burned in my eyes, pulling on my restraints every so often to get blood flow in my arms again. One woman wearing a purple velvet robe approached and touched my cheek; she had long black hair, blood red eyes, and was around 5'11" so I was quite a bit taller than her. Instinctively I pulled away from her and earned a very harsh slap across the cheek for my troubles. The handprint lasted only a brief moment, causing the lady demon to smile. She started discussing what I assumed was price as I tested my bindings and smiled as I discovered a weak point. I waited until they started to unhook my bindings, then snapped the chains and took off. I had thought myself fast and clever, but I never did notice the strange feeling around my ankle until after that leg was pulled out from under me and I hit the ground full force. Turns out the lady had not only a pair of wings, but a tail as well, and she used that to knock my feet out from under me. It was a matter of moments before they snapped a collar around my neck that seemed to sap my strength, slowly draining my will to fight. There was a chain attached to it, and by that was I yanked to my feet, rather dazed. Cuffing my hands behind my back I was almost drug to a river of lava and tossed in a boat to be carted across to the other side. Lying with my back to the bottom of the boat I had no choice but to notice my mistress as she stood over me. She had a rather slim figure, small but nice chest and firm round ass, sexy feminine horns, and a very lustful look in her eyes. She was wearing something similar to a bikini, but a bit more revealing. No doubt about it, my... Owner... was a lust demon. I didn't like that one bit and she could tell. She smiled and sat down on my chest, leaning back and reaching into my pants. I went stiff as she took me in her hands, squirming from her touch. She started to ask me questions, and considering my situation, I decided it wise to answer her. "What's your name?" "Saber... Saber Salvone..." "My name is Rurita, but you can also call me Mistress." I happened to notice that the chain attached to my collar was around her wrist. She had a lot of power if she could easily yank me off the floor as if I were a feather weight, and with one hand. I could feel her fairly sharp nails run along my shaft as she talked, causing me to shudder. She started talking again. "Have you ever had a wife, Saber?" I nodded. In fact I've had 27 in all, one at a time of course. "Do you have any kids?" I shook my head, "Only ones we adopted." "Why?" I gulped, but winced when she yanked the chain, I'm sure I felt the collar tighten around my neck when she did, and it didn't loosen back up. "I asked you why." "Because I'm... Sterile..." I told her, obviously uneasy about this. However her smile made me shiver, despite the temperature. I had a feeling she really liked that fact. I gulped again as it dawned on me the reason behind the smile- No kids. She could screw me all she wanted and I would never get her pregnant... I was her immortal fuck toy, and I couldn't do anything about it... I hardly even noticed when the ship reached land, but I did notice when I was thrown out of the ship, yanked to my feet, and led through the ornate doors of the large castle carved into the cavern wall. And this is where my new life as the family slave would begin. An Immortal Slave Ch. 02 ***Hello readers, this is Part Two of the Immortality series and seeing as I’ll be starting where I left off, it would be wise to read part one first. Sorry if it takes a while between stories, my life is a bit of a mess with college, however, I greatly appreciate comments and will be glad to hear how you feel about my work. ALSO, PLEASE NOTE! I had made a minor mistake in the previous part involving what race of demon Rurita is. She is, in fact, NOT a lust demon, and nor is she a succubus. She is a SEX demon. Please do not refer to her as anything else. Thank you!*** I looked at the marble like walls around me, trying to memorize the corridors and workings of the place. I freaked when someone walked up behind me and I assume blindfolded me after finding out what I was up to. Shortly after my blindfolding I heard Rurita (I refuse to call her my mistress!) talking to someone with a rough, almost wolf like, voice, her son Sekka. Taking a step away from his footsteps as he approached, I found myself sprawled out on the ground, my jaw aching. Struggling to get up he once more proved to be stronger as I was lifted off the ground by the chain, my air cut off. I kicked out and smiled when I was dropped and heard him whimper. And we started moving again, Rurita spoke up. “We’ll have to break your spirit it would seem, you’re just too violent. Attacking my own son like that.” I tensed, what did she plan on doing? I knew demons could steal souls of prisoners, but I got a bad feeling this was more than that… Something I would greatly regret, something VERY unpleasant. I was hardly ever wrong either so it made me groan. I had a right to do so too, we shortly entered a room that smelt of her, another demon, sex, and blood. My neck chain was removed, the collar stayed, and my wrists were shackled above my head to the point I was on my tip-toes. I heard the scrape of a stool and then my blindfold was removed. I blinked from the sudden light, and chuckled when I saw she had to use a stool to reach that high. I regretted that as I felt her sink her claws of one hand into my chest, causing me to flinch from pain. I shook from a mix of fear and pain as she sunk her claws about half an inch into me. “Stop… Please…” I whispered it, finding it hard to breath. She shoved into my chest and snapped several ribs, before backing away and watching my bones reset and heal. I struggled with my restraints as she started to take my pants and boxers off, however I was out of breath and couldn’t fight back much. It was moments before she had me hanging there, stark naked, and showing off my muscles. Her attention seemed focused on one particular part though, and it made me squirm. I let out a gasp when I felt her long tongue coil around my member, her lips closing around the head, the tongue retreating into her mouth to swirl around it and make me groan. Suddenly I screamed as her teeth sank into the tender flesh before her tongue started to play with my soon hard groin again. My body stiff and rigid from the pain, I tried to shy away from her very eager mouth but could find no purchase to do so. I was terrified, it’s no wonder everyone was so scared of her. She sucked and stroked until I was moments away from my climax, then I felt her mouth leave my cock. I wasn’t sure if I should be irritated or glad. I looked at her, my arms starting to hurt from hanging there. I looked at her in hope as she got up on the stool; it looked like she was going to unchain me. When her hands around my neck and she started kissing me I knew it wasn’t over. I sighed and she bit my lip rather hard, it didn’t take me long to realized that meant she wanted me to kiss her back. I refused for a while, but the longer I held back the worse she got, until I finally gave up and started to return her kisses. Sometimes I can never tell what will please a woman, and she was the worst. Her tongue swiftly slid into my mouth and wrapped around my tongue, wanting to play. I was not too keen on making out with someone who was such a… A bitch I guess. She does strike me as the type. Her serpent like forked tongue slid farther into my mouth and a thought crossed my mind, ~How fucking long is that thing?!~ I found out moments later as I started to choke, it was sliding down my windpipe! I found it hard to breathe around it, and she knew it. Her eyes glimmered with malice and I pathetically struggled against the chains, but it still slid farther and farther. I felt her tongue slide into my lungs and I was struggling for every breath. Her lips still mashed against mine, moving with a sadistic passion. My whole body went rigid; it was the moment her tongue coiled around my heart. One, two, three, FUCK! Four times! My breathing was uneven and my heart was having trouble beating. She didn’t like that I had stopped kissing her, and her tongue tightened, making me exhale, and I struggled to regain the lost air. Again it tightened, and black spots started to dance in my vision. Another warning and my heart was barely beating, I was getting lightheaded and I struggled with my rapidly fading strength. Once more and my heart stopped trying, my world went black, and my body went limp. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thump. Thump. Thump. Gasp. My eyes shot open and darted around. I was still in her room, still hanging by my wrists, and my lungs still burn from the torture I received. I heard water running and I looked around, and cursed myself. That was a big mistake. She was in the shower, with the door open, and I could see every single thing as she washed off. Now, she was rather sexy looking and I can’t say I didn’t find her attractive, because I did, but I still didn’t like her. She saw me and made a show of washing off, well, actually it looked more like she was feeling herself up, but still. I wanted to turn away but found it hard. Finally I shifted my gaze to the floor and she giggled, turning the water off and strutting over to me. She walked over to a closet and pulled some things out before walking back over to me. She held a metal bar with a few things attached to it, leather and chains. She took the chain holding me up off and told me to kneel. I shook my head. She slipped the bar around me and it rested behind my knees. She attached it to my legs via some leather cuffs or something, keeping my legs slightly apart. Then she went behind me, stomping on the bar and knocking me to my knees. Then she tied my hands behind me and attached them to my ankles, forcing me to lean back and stay that way. “Now will you be a good little pet?” I growled and struggled, trying to pull away from her. She ran her nails down my chest; leaving four trails of crimson red welling up, and then stopped. She smiled and smeared the blood across me chest. “Fuck you bitch, I’d rather die than- Mmf!” My rant was cut off as she slipped a bit in my mouth and hooked it around my head, then forces my head back into a painfully uncomfortable position and attached it with a chain to my wrists. I soon found that my struggles hurt more than I would like. I glared at her, and she laughed, sending shivers down my side as she started to lick the smeared blood off my chest. “You look so cute and tasty like this. You’re just too irresistible! I can’t take my eyes off you.” She was purring, and finally licked all the blood off me. I groaned and looked at her with a frustrated look while I chewed on the bit. She giggled and stroked my cheek, causing me to flinch away from her. She slapped me and drew blood once more. Dropping the towel she straddled my chest, and I felt her warm and wet pussy on my chest. I randomly wondered if that was still from the shower or if she was horny again. She giggled and slid up and down my chest, causing me to squirm. She got off and took me into her mouth again, once more scraping her teeth across my shaft and causing me to make a muffled scream. She stopped then sucked and licked until I was hard. Then she stopped and slid me into her, and I went stiff. I struggled to see and the bit dug into my mouth, sighing and giving up. She rode me, her hands on my chest and moaning. I shifted as much as I could, even if it wasn’t much, but that seemed to make her even more excited. I closed my eyes and when she sank her claws into me, her tail coiling around my neck I began to thrust, afraid of what she would do if I didn’t. She purred and let me do most of the work, however, like the confusing bitch she is, as she got closer to her orgasm, her tail started to tighten around my neck, crying out in her ecstasy. I longed to pull her tail off me, but once I stopped thrusting she tightened it. I had to make her cum, and fast, before she killed me again. As stars started to dance before my eyes, my cock started to throb and my finish was coming. I let out a muffled whine as I shot my load of cum into her. She cried out happily, but kept going due to me still being hard. Just as I was about to pass out I came a second time, finally causing her to cum, but by then I couldn’t breathe at all and went limp. When I wake up, I would find myself in a whole new kind of hell. An Immortal Slave Ch. 03 ~Readers, this it part three of the Immortal slave series, and I'm again starting off where I left off in the last one, so if you haven't read the first two, you should go do that first before reading this, or you may get lost. Also, comments are appreciated. Makes me feel like I'm not the only one who wants this story to continue!~ * Okay, so when I woke up, I found myself slung over some demon's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I opened my eyes and tried to look around but my body was so sore it was rather hard to do so. However I did manage to see that the creature carrying me was a lava demon, as was the one behind him. I wondered why she would need the assistance of two demons that are well known for their tolerance of extreme temperatures. I let out a groan as I was shifted rather roughly on his shoulder; however that got them to chuckle. "Lookie, lookie, he's awake." "I can see, in fact he looks rather confused. It's fairly entertaining." They were having such a casual conversation about me, laughing as I tried to look around and figure out where we were going. A left turn, through a door and then decent. It was a long walk, before I heard a heavy metal door being opened, then I was tossed in and hit the floor hard and rolled, ending up on my belly. I suddenly noticed that I was back in my pants. That was nice. I sighed and struggled to sit up. Damn, my muscles and joints were killing me. I rubbed my neck and looked up to notice a beaming Rurita. "Welcome to your new room. I would have rather kept you in my room, but you know, you're so yummy and fun I don't think I'm willing to let my husband get his hands on you just yet. Besides I'm sure you'd be able to survive the night in here." She was purring, and even winked at the end, but that last thing she said worried me. Survive the night? What the hell was I going to be suffering through this time?! I looked around and noticed the whole room was solid metal, and most of it seemed rather thin- other than the door, due to the soft, warm glow it was giving off from heat. It was rather nice, better than the shockingly coldness that normally comes with metal. I did however notice that the far wall had chain restraints and that worried me. I heard Rurita laugh and then the door was closed, and then latched shut. As if I could break through a foot of the world's strongest metal know in all of existence. Right... I'm not fucking Superman you know. Either way, as the night wore on I grew rather bored of my surroundings. Too bad for me I didn't realize that the strange light was getting brighter, or that the light was coming from the walls. One of the demons came in and dragged me to the wall by my hair; my struggles to break free of his grasp only seemed to piss him off more. He instead grabbed me by the throat and slammed me into the wall. Winded, I had no urge to fight back anymore. The demon smirked and flicked the collar, and this time I KNEW that it tightened, because suddenly it was skin tight. Having been focusing on the collar, I didn't notice that I was being chained to the wall. The chains went across my midsection, pinning my arms to my side and allowing movement of my legs and my head- which was rather unpleasant to do now that the collar was so tight... It wasn't long after that did I suddenly start to notice the walls were rapidly heating up. By the middle of the night the walls were so hot it was unbearable. The heat and pain actually got so intense that I had passed out. I woke up the next day on the floor freezing. Rurita was there, I eventually realized that, and she looked rather happy. Probably happy to see I survived the night. She started rubbing my arms and back, warming them up. After about an hour or so, I had stopped shaking so bad. "D-don't leave me here again..." I was still a bit cold so I was shivering still, just not as bad and not very often. She smiled, stroking my cheek. She planted her lips on mine and kissed me passionately, one of those times where if she wasn't such a bitch I may have actually enjoyed it. This is, until her tail started to pull my pants off. They were down to my ankles when she stopped kissing me and focused on stroking and playing with my cock, massaging it and essentially, getting me hard. "You should do all the work; it'll get your blood pumping and help warm you up." She was purring, and obviously not suggesting. That was an order. She put my hands on her hips and slid in. I tried to shove her off me and her tail lashed across my face. I shook once, before I thrust deeply into her. I was taking the fast road to becoming her sex toy, and was too scared to defy her. I really didn't want to spend another night here. She leaned back in ecstasy, lost in the pleasures I was unhappily giving her. She had me take her fast and deep, her tail coiling around my cock lightly, tightening every time I was about to cum. She sure knew what she was doing. I was practically hammering her, almost on the verge once more when she got off me. By then my balls were throbbing and I had been moments from release, I groaned. She moved to straddle my head and without a word lowered herself to my mouth. I tried to turn my head then, but she had a tight grip on it and I discovered that I couldn't move, not an inch. She started to rub her sopping wet pussy against my lips, her claws sinking into my head painfully and her tail tightening against my dick. I gasped and found myself eating pussy. Giving in I started to lick her folds, sucking on her clit and lapping up the juices that dribbled onto my lips and chin. I flicked my tongue inside her, licking away. God how I hated myself, but sometimes I actually hated the fact that I was her pet and not her lover, a part of me really wished that were true... And then the rest of me told me to quit giving in and just make her hurt. I growled in frustration and bit down on her clit, she purred at first, but as I kept adding pressure her purrs soon turned into cries of anger and pain. She tried clawing at me, but that only got me to bite harder. I could tell she didn't like it when the pain was turned on her, because after popping my jaw open she cracked several of my ribs with her tail, slamming it on my chest several times. I wiped my mouth off and spat to the side. "Fuck you bitch." I managed to get out. She didn't seem to appreciate my response; because I blacked out shortly after. I eventually came to, kneeling on the floor- facing the bed; my hands were chained above me with my legs chained to the legs of the bed. I wouldn't have been able to stand up if I wanted to. I lifted my head groggily, only to see something I had never expected, and I don't think I would have ever been ready for... An Immortal Slave Ch. 04 ~If anyone really wants to know what happened between the end of chapter 3 and now, please tell me and I'll see about writing it, but otherwise you'll only get what Saber recalls in this chapter.~ A small groan escaped my lips as I slowly regained consciousness, my whole body in agony. Once my mind cleared a little it wasn't that hard to figure out why, either. I must have royally pissed someone off, for I woke to find myself blindfolded and strapped to a rather uncomfortable chair that kept me completely immobile. The blindfold was tightened to a painful degree, straps across my chest kept several apparently broken ribs pressing painfully against my lungs, my arms were strapped to the arms of the chair, as were my legs- one of which I noted had been forced to heal improperly... Shame I couldn't remember what the hell I did last night, but I'm not too keen on finding out either. However, I did remember literally running into Sekka after managing an escape... I believe he broke my neck shortly after that, but I can't be sure, it was all really fuzzy; I can't blame him if he did though, since I did get that nut shot off when we first 'met'. An all too familiar voice snapped me out of my thoughts and elicited another groan, god how I hated that woman. "Morning, sleepy-head; you have a busy time ahead of you. And I don't think you're gonna like it." Once more she was purring, but the threat in her voice was enough to make my blood run cold. Actually, now that I thought about it, it was rather cold. The fact that I was sitting stark naked in a metal chair didn't make things any better. She ran a warm hand along my abs, tracing the shape of my muscles, causing me to shiver whenever she moved her hand. It was most defiantly cold in here. She chuckled and pushed on my chest just enough to elicit a cry of pain from me. "You're so damn sexy when you're in pain." I couldn't help but snarl a few harsh and foul words at her, and was rewarded with a lash to the face. I clenched my jaw, wishing I could see her so I could glare more efficiently... Her warm breath heated my ear and neck as she purred in my ear, causing me to shiver once more. "What's the matter, my pet? Are you uncomfortable, cold? Here, let me warm you up." She continued to purr, and I felt her whipcord tail lash across my chest, taking care not to hit my ribs. She continued with this several times, each time leaving a bright red mark that faded within seconds. It was a few minutes before she moved on to my calves, then onto my thighs. Each lashing caused my thighs to twitch and flinch, before she snaked it teasingly across my cock. As she continued this lashing and caressing pattern, I felt my cock start to harden even with the cold. "It seems someone's enjoying this little punishment, aren't they? Perhaps I should do something about that... I will most defiantly have to do something about that foul mouth of yours." Next thing I knew her hands were on my thighs, the heels of her palms rather close to my half-erection, and her lips met mine. She kissed me with such passion that I regret to admit I actually let myself get lost in. It was only seconds after she kissed me that I in all my bound glory, started to kiss back, and loved it. I only hesitated to open my mouth to her once, and her tongue slid over mine before flicking the roof of my mouth. I groaned softly into her lips and tried to move to deepen it when a flash of pain reminded me of the situation I was in. That said, it didn't mean I wanted the kiss to end, I was enjoying it too much. So naturally the first thing I go to do when she stopped was go to complain, and promptly had a ball gag stuffed in my mouth. My muffled complaints and curses only served to make me even more irritable. No longer able to voice my complaints as she continued to strike and tease me, and unable to really move without inflicting more pain upon myself, I simply resorted to letting the gag muffle my never ending stream of curses and insults. Once she had me at a full erection she stopped, leaving me momentarily confused, before her tongue flicked the tip of my cock. At that point my breathing had gotten a little uneven, and much more ragged as she proceeded to suckle at the head; while one hand pumped my shaft, the other played with my balls, and her tongue swirled around the tip. I groaned some, trying in vain to move, the pleasure she was bringing about unrealistic. I groaned even louder as she started to take more of me into her mouth, licking and humming as she made her way to my crotch, swallowing so that she could take the last few inches. I must admit that it felt divine, as if my slightly muffled groans of pleasure didn't make that clear. She continued to lick and tease me until I was just moments away from climax then she stopped and backed off, leaving my cock wet with spit and my balls wanting release. I made a rather displeased sound and was rewarded with her laughter. "After you've been such a bad, bad boy, what makes you think you deserve your release? In fact, you deserve much worse." She sneered, and then poured some freezing cold water on me. I shivered horribly and muffled a long stream of new insults, curses, and complaints as her footsteps retreated until I couldn't hear anything anymore. I REALLY pissed her off last night... She came back every day for around a week, continuing to torture and tease me, always leaving only after dumping freezing water on me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Wake up!" –SMACK!- "I said, WAKE UP!" I jolted slightly and grunted in pain as the movement hurt my ribs, talk about rude awakenings. My cheek was throbbing as her smack had most likely left a very nice mark that would probably stay there for a while... "Finally, you're up. Didn't think I'd let you just sleep the day away now did you? Oh no. I have far more plans for you my pet." She said, dropping something by my feet. I made some muffled groggy sounds that got her to laugh. I however didn't think it was very funny, but no doubt thanks to the blasted enchanted collar, I didn't even have the will to growl at her. Then she removed the gag, startling me with a quick kiss. Shortly after that she sat on my lap, her back against my chest, her butt against my crotch, arms over arms, legs over legs, and her tail managing to wrap around my waist. Her warmth felt good against my freezing skin, and I dreaded the moment she'd decide to get up. Seeing as that didn't seem to be any time soon, I simply rested my chin on her shoulder, wishing I could see her since I could tell now that she was wearing pants and a long sleeved shirt with at least one sleeve off her shoulder. We were both silent for a while as she laid her head back on mine. "You sure like to walk the line between bitch and cute don't you?" I muttered it softly to her, wanting to put my arms around her for just a moment before coming up with a better use for my hands if she freed them: Strangling her. However seeing as that wasn't going to happen any time soon, considering the fact that she's never left me able to... Perhaps she's smart enough to not trust me completely, or she's just that much into being dominant, either way it's clear that right now I won't be able to do much of anything. We sat there for a while in silence, allowing her body heat to warm me up. I wasn't complaining, for once she wasn't torturing me or anything besides sitting. That is, until she started grinding her ass against me. My chest tightened and I buried my face in her neck, groaning slightly. Heat rushed through my body as my heart sped up and my cock grew stiff, pressing against her jeans. She was giggling as she felt my erection against her, wordlessly mocking me for my inability to do anything. Not that I really had much of an urge to fight any more, it only really flared up when she did something to really aggravate me, like leaving me with a hard on and soaked to the bone. I moaned some into her neck as her tail unwound from my waist to tease me. It was a few minutes before I muttered something almost unintelligible my need by now greater than my pride. I half sighed and half groaned when she got off me; the only source of heat now gone, I once more had to deal with the biting cold of the room. It's not like I hadn't been expecting it, since it was more than likely to get my body used to heat again so the cold felt even worse, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. There was no sound from her for a little while, and then I felt her hand take my balls and start to tease them, as her lips covered the head of my swollen member and she once more started to pump my shaft as she swirled her tongue over the head. For a moment there I thought she'd actually let me finish, but again she stopped and backed off. "Tell me, why do you think you deserve the right to be comfortable, even a little? Why should I show you any mercy?" "Then will you at least tell me what the hell I did to deserve this?" "You don't remember?" "All I remember is running into your son." "Well, you ran for starters, and gave my husband a hard time." I sighed, hanging my head, beginning to think that perhaps my life would be at least bearable if I didn't fight her so much. Having been expecting the water this time, I hardly flinched when I was drenched, only gasped as the cold shocked my system and flinched as the gasp caused a flash of pain. I don't know what it was, but something caused her to take the blindfold off and look me in the eyes. Having gotten so used to the dark I kept my eyes closed at first before slowly opening them, letting them get used to the light. It was the curious look on her face that baffled me, but I didn't keep eye contact with her. Not in the mood to have a war of dominance while it's been made quite clear by now that I was the lesser one, I adverted my gaze to the floor. She picked up the blindfold and gag she had set on the floor and smiled as I closed my eyes and relaxed my jaw. For the first time in my life, someone managed to break my spirit, and to tell the truth, it terrified me. I opened my eyes when I felt her remove the strap on my chest and couldn't help but flinch when she brought her hands to my injured ribs. She laughed, softly, and set my ribs, causing me to be confused once more. I couldn't understand why she was suddenly being nice after making it quite clear not that long ago that I had royally pissed her off. Startling me one final time by softly kissing me before taking a few steps from me, I took the moment to quickly look her over. She looked hot in the loosely form fitting black shirt with one side pulled off her shoulder and hip hugging pants. "Get some rest, I'll send someone to pick you up in the morning." "Um... about my..." "About your what?" "My leg..." "What about it?" "Will you fix it?" "No. Not for a while now. You'll barely be able to stand, let alone run off again, with your leg at it is. Call it a safety precaution." I sighed and laid my head back, closing my eyes, trying my hardest to ignore the soon uncontrollable shivers that wracked my body as I tried to sleep and escape the unpleasant cold, giving up on any hopes to ever see the surface again, at least, for now... An Immortal Slave Ch. 05 ~Thanks for all the support and patience. After all the chaos of college, I finally had a chance to settle down and write. Hope you enjoy this next installment and I hope you're looking forward to the rest, since there defiantly will be more coming.~ * I woke the following day still cold and freezing, but despite the fact that my hair looked like blond icicles and my body was covered in patches of ice, I was in a relatively good mood. I could see, I wasn't gagged any more, and the only injury I still had was my leg, meaning I could breathe easily and without pain. I took the opportunity to look around me, to discover that even in Hell, they had freezers. How they kept the place cold I didn't know, but I didn't care either, all I had on my mind was the pain that was no doubt going to come when whoever it was came to get me out of here, considering the fact that my body's kinda frozen to the chair after all. I gulped slightly when I saw who it was she sent to fetch me... Her son, Sekka, the wolf demon... I watched him as he approached me, but avoided eye contact. So instead, I watched, and winced, and he pulled the frozen restraints off me, grabbed me by the collar, and yanked me off the chair and to my feet. I, of course, let out a sharp cry of pain, and then promptly dropped to my knees once he released me, unable to stand on my one leg. Sekka made a sound of disgust and tossed my pants at me. "Hurry up and get those on. I can't believe mother asked me to drag your sorry ass to her chambers." He had growled that, making it clear he either still had a grudge against me, or he didn't like his mother very much, and thought less of her... toys. I couldn't help but sigh at that thought as I struggled to get my body to work for me. My limbs were stiff from disuse and the cold, and were still stinging from being ripped off the chair. I resisted the urge to snap back as Sekka started to growl impatiently, and instead quickened my efforts until I finally had them on and done up. I let out a small, startled yelp when he promptly picked me up slung me over his shoulder. I sighed and looked around me, lightly rubbing my frigid arms. I let out a soft sigh in relief when we exited the freezer and entered to warmth of the very spacious kitchen. He took me out of the kitchen, down a hall or two, and stopped at a familiar room. Sekka knocked on the door. "Sekka? If that's you, come on in and leave him on the bed." When Sekka entered, Rurita wasn't in sight, however the bathroom door was shut. She must have just gotten out of the shower. I let out a soft grunt when I was literally dumped onto the bed. I shifted to sit up when I was promptly flipped onto my back and pinned by a knee on my still tender back, causing me to squirm. I shifted my head so I could see the bathroom door, where I saw that I was right. She was still dripping, so she had only just gotten out of the shower, and thankfully had a towel wrapped around her. Sekka huffed, shaking his head as he grabbed my wrists. I sighed and offered no resistance as he proceeded to bind my wrists together as his mother attached a five foot chain to my collar, the other end already attached to the head of her bed. Once my wrists were sufficiently bound together, Sekka left and I scrambled to sit up, a simple action that took quite a bit of effort. My eyes were locked on the bit of bed between my legs as I sat on one leg, the damaged one stretched out in front of me. I looked up as Rurita gently pulled my chin up so I was looking at her. She then kissed me, and without fighting or resisting, I kissed back, letting her tongue in, responding to her every move. When she lightly pushed on my chest I laid back, shifting my leg so she could easily take my pants off. Naturally I was uncomfortable, since I was laying back on my bound hands, but I stayed silent as she carefully removed my pants, shed her towel, and crawled over to me, stroking my cock, she soon got me hard and crawled over me. I shifted some, the location of my arms making this kinda tricky, but as she started to kiss me and slowly lower herself onto me, I flexed my thighs and thrust into her, noting with a small frown that in this position I could stimulate neither her clit, not her sweet spot... Meaning I'd have to work harder and longer to get her off. I sighed, rubbing my tongue against hers, in time with my thrusts as I first slowly slid out, and back in, that task a lot harder with the situation I was in. I kept the slow pace going until she lowered herself farther onto me and bit my lip. I started picking up speed, kissing her with a passion. Once she was almost flat up against me, and I was moving in and out of her like a jackhammer, her tail coiled painfully around the base of my shaft to keep me from cumming, did she finally come for the first time, her muscles quivering around me. I kept up the kiss as she never broke it, panting slightly, a thin layer of sweat coating my body. I didn't get too long of a break before she started grinding against me, having recovered from her climax, letting me know that I wasn't done yet. I closed my eyes as I slowly started back up again, my balls aching and my muscles growing weary and the binding on my wrists was starting to dig in. I shifted some, trying to get a better position, breaking the kiss to trail kisses down her neck, causing her to moan in pleasure. I winced slightly as she sank her claws into my shoulder as her climax started to build again. I sighed in relief as her tail uncoiled from around me, and as her muscles contracted around me, I couldn't help but relish in my release as well. After she calmed down she curled up on my chest, looking up at me. I realized that she was a bit of a featherweight, even though she could throw me around with ease. "It looks like I finally broke your spirit. Good. Now all you need to remember is that you belong to me. So, whatever I tell you to do, you will, without complaint, got it?" "Yes... m-mistress..." "Also, you are here to bring me pleasure, in any form I want. So, if your pain is what will please me, you better not fight me... Well, not too much, since I do love it when you squirm. You get violent and you WILL suffer the consequences." I was a little scared, so all I could do was nod. I wasn't a masochist, so I wasn't too keen on pain, but I wasn't able to bring myself to fight her... I sighed, giving in to my future. A life of sex and pain at the hand of my new mistress... I'm sure I'll go insane by the end of it, but I had no choice, I couldn't fight back and couldn't get away. I was trapped... An Immortal Slave Ch. 06 It's been two weeks since I was taken out of the freezer. Two weeks that I've been stuck on her bed, chained to her headboard with my ruined leg, and only a day or so ago did she unbind my wrists... I've been starting to lose track of the days, I'm not even sure if it's been that many or that few days... My sleep schedule's been so erratic that time's started to blend together. I stretched as I woke up, noting that I was alone in the bed. I yawned, looking for my pants, which as usual were out of reach. I sighed and sat up, then froze, when I noticed I was no longer chained to the bed. I looked around, my attention going to the bathroom once I heard the shower running. She beckoned me to join her, and I glanced around again, noticing a crutch leaning against the side of the bed. My gaze drifted to her, questioningly, before grabbing it when she nodded. I hauled myself onto it with a sigh. It was no surprise she wanted me to join her after having gotten it modified so I could stand in it. I hobbled my way over, taking care not to slip on her bathroom rug as I did so. I grabbed onto her shoulder as I laid the crutch aside and stepped into the shower. I leaned on her until I could reach the handrail up at the top of the shower, holding myself off my leg. I gave up on the idea of her ever fixing it, especially after she made plans to have the rail installed so I could shower with her, even with a bad leg. At least now I understand why she had me on a chain now that I was slightly mobile. I moved under the water, knowing that she'd want to wash me even if I had been able to do it myself. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the water as she washed my back, doing her best at a massage while my one arm was so tense. I couldn't quite get over the shame of being broken, hanging my head as she reached my legs. Being the cheeky demoness she was made me jump slightly with a small yelp as she had suddenly thrust a finger in my anus, startling me and causing me to grab the rail with both hands to stay standing. I dared a glance over my shoulder, a coy smile on her face as she removed her finger and continued to wash down my legs. I turned around with a bit of effort when she told me to, using her for support since the handrail was on my good side then. She didn't seem to mind as she started to wash my front. I tensed some as her tongue snaked out to flick across my lips, her hands running along my abs, then lower. I grunted and braced myself against the shower door to keep me from falling over as she dropped to her knees when she reached my legs. She giggled, before washing my legs off, then focusing all her attentions on my cock and balls, making sure they were clean as well, before ordering me to turn and rinse off. I sighed and just barely managed that, practically hanging from the rail as I let the water rinse off all the suds. Once I was soap free she had her back against me, purring sweetly. I sighed again, then blinked in surprise as she took my free hand and placed it on her breast. Admittedly, I did have a passing thought of snapping her neck, but I blew it off and gently kneaded her tit, rolling her nipple between my index and thumb, relieved that she was enjoying it as she leaned into me, resting her head on my chest. I knew when she started to want more as she started to grind her ass against me, bringing me to an erection. It was then she turned around and wrapped her wings around the two of us, startling me. I moved my free hand to her butt as she parted her legs slightly, inviting me in. I pulled her close as I thrust all the way in, making her squeak and purr in joy. I kissed the top of her head, before leaning in and kissing her lips as I ground into her, making her squirm in pleasure. I then pulled out to the head and slowly slid back in, taking long and slow strokes. I enjoyed this position more only because I stimulated her clit with every stroke, meaning I could get her off faster this way. I winced as her tail lashed against my back, demanding me to speed up. I obeyed, quickening my pace. I slid in and out at a faster rate, taking her harder and deeper when I felt her tail across my back again. By then I was moving in and out of her like a piston, her claws digging into my back as she squealed and squirmed against me. I knew she was close when her nails dug deeper and she started to drag them down my back painfully. She arched her back as she came, tearing into my back, her vaginal muscles quivering around my cock. She sighed happily and wrapped her arms around my neck, smiling up at me. "Mistress, why is it you insist on washing me when you're going to simply bloody me up again?" "Because then I get to wash you all over again, of course." I had obviously satisfied her this time around as she was purring and didn't bloody me up more for questioning her. I simply nodded and let go of her as she folded her wings, took a rag and proceeded to wash away all the blood, before turning off the water and grabbing a towel. She dried me off first, helping me out and to the crutch, ordering me to wait for her. I got the crutch and leaned on it, watching her dry off. Of course I listened and obeyed her, since I didn't really have much of a choice in the matter. I was hers... To use and abuse however she saw fit. I sighed and hobbled out of the bathroom after her, sitting on the bed, watching as she clamped the chain back on me. She went over to her closet and got dressed before returning and helping me pull on my pants. "I'm going out tonight, so you be a good pet and stay here while I'm gone." I sighed, nodding my acceptance as she insisted on doing up my pants. I laid back and watched her leave. Rolling onto my side I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. Every day was almost always the same, I'd wake up, she would wash me, we would fuck until she was satisfied, and either I would go back to sleep or she would have some fun making me scream. By now I've learned to live with it at least, something's just can't be changed, and when you're in my position after a while, you'd rather those that could don't, as change was almost always for the worst... ALMOST always. An Immortal Slave Ch. 07 I have officially lost track of all time, but I do know that it was many years later... It had to be... Either way I had gotten used to the bad leg, and the submissive role. I knew by heart the path to every place that Rurita had ever wanted me, and I never had to look up from the floor. I had also gotten very skilled with walking with the crutch, not that I used it that much- I was more often than not kept in the room, chained to the bed, the crutch just out of reach. Today however was different... I was being led down a hall I had never been to, and I couldn't help my heart from racing in fear, even with the knowledge that this was supposed to be a reward for my obedience... Despite my terror I could do nothing but follow obediently, my eyes locked on my mistress' tail as we made our way down the halls. I tensed when Rurita shoved me onto a table. "Now hold still my pet, this is going to hurt." My eyes widened at that statement, but held as still as I could and closed my eyes tightly, afraid of what was coming. I flinched when I felt hands on my bad leg, but stilled, surprised by the comforting hand on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see that it was my mistress whose hand was trying to calm me, and that caused me to smile some, before a loud crack sounded and an intense pain in my shin caused me to arch my back as my whole body went rigid as I fought back a scream. I choked out a pained whine and Rurita gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze. It took a bit, but eventually the pain faded, and my leg healed from the re-break, properly this time, having been magically healed improperly last time. I swallowed, and then sat up slowly, having given up all hope that she'd ever fix my leg, but I hadn't shown any defiance since then, so I can't see why she'd have a reason not to. I glanced over at Rurita, and at her nod got to my feet, excited beyond all measures as I could once again walk on my own. "Thank you... This means a lot to me..." I felt that I had to thank her, even though the damage had been her fault... What was done was done, and I couldn't do anything about it, but keep her happy and content to prevent it from happening again. However, I was glad to be rid of that crutch as I followed her out of the room that I just now figured out was the doctors... Sadly, her trust in me was proven to be still rather low when her tail coiled around my thigh, to do even worse damage should I try and run, I suppose. I didn't- couldn't- fight, and simply followed her to her room, and I found myself bound, relatively immobile, to her bed once more, unaware of what she had planned next. I was bound with my hands together and above me, and my ankles to each bedpost, my pants once more at the foot of the bed, where they spend most of their time. I looked at her in confusion, before she thrust her hand into my chest, but not like normal, for she didn't draw a drop of blood, and the pain that now coursed through my entire body was of a kind I had never felt before. "Now to finally claim that which belongs to me... I never expected you to give it up willingly, but since you have given me your mind and body, I will now take that which will make you mine forevermore." Her words sent a chill through the entire core of my being, right before she started to remove her clenched hand, bringing about an agonizing, tearing sensation throughout my entire body. I was completely confused before it struck me. What was the one thing that made me my own person, the one thing she didn't yet own? I groaned, both in pain and frustration as she slowly tore my soul from my body, officially making every fiber of my being hers, for long as I lived... How I started to long for the death that never came to me, the end of my immortal body... The pain faded and emptiness settled in, as a sparkling crystal of indescribable purity and quality rested in her hand, shining in all the colors of the spectrum, oddly enough grass green and a deep crimson red were the most noticeable colors. I squirmed, displeased with the hollow feeling inside me now, as I could never again be free... Even if I did escape, she'd always be able to find me... I closed my eyes, listening as she left the room, the empty feeling increasing the farther away she got. I pulled on the chains some, longing to follow her and at least partially lift the curtain of darkness that feel over me. Time passed and eventually she returned, the crystal now hanging from a chain around her neck. She unbound me with a comment about testing something out, pulling me off the bed and to my feet before her. "I want you to try and resist my commands, but don't hurt yourself." She purred it in my ear before standing in front of me, her voice changing from sweet to demanding. "Kneel." I grit my teeth, to resist- and next thing I knew, I was on my knee, kneeling before her, head bowed. How the hell did I end up on the floor?!?! I heard her laughed and realized that it had something to do with her possession over my soul... I got to my feet and looked at her, keeping my features passive and submissive, despite my flaring irritation. She moved farther back and ordered the same thing, with a longer delay as the order was weaker the farther she got. We soon discovered that seven feet was the limit of her effective range, farther than that and I was able to, with effort, ignore her commands. This worried me, as I now craved to be at her side constantly, to keep the emptiness mostly at bay. She seemed amused by this and ordered me to sit on her bed and stay. However when she reached the seven foot mark I moved to follow her, as any farther and not only did her order fade, but I began to feel hollow again. She shot me a venomous look and warned me that should I follow her the consequences would be dire. I stood there for a bit, fighting off the urge, before it got too much to handle and I silently followed her, keeping to the shadows and out of sight. The result brings about conflicting emotions... What happened and what I saw both gave me hope for my future, but I'm not sure if the sliver of hope outweighed the suffering I was to receive... An Immortal Slave Ch. 08 ~This is finally the last chapter of the Immortal Slave series; however that doesn't mean this is the last you'll see of Saber. There's a lot more to his story, and who knows, I may write some of it if the incentive is strong enough, after all, Saber IS immortal. Thanks to those that stuck with this to the end~ Time in general was a concept that was completely lost to me by now, as I spent just about every waking moment in a haze of complete agony. Days, weeks, even seconds were blurred together, as the burning pain never ceased. Strapped to something so very much like a rack, with my limbs stretched painfully, my back was constantly pressed firmly against scalding hot studs; the collar tight around my neck was also being heated as well, and a very unpleasant phallic gag shoved down my throat. As I slowly slipped in and out of consciousness, I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to what I had seen before I was stuck here, waiting for Rurita to finally get what she wanted and release me, as I had long ago accepted that disobeying her orders were far worse than the depression brought upon me by her absence... A fact I learned within mere moments after being put on the rack. My mind completely slipped into the memory of the night that got me in this mess to begin with. ------------------------- I was following Rurita through the halls, sticking to the shadows and remaining unnoticed, thinking myself clever, though disobedient, in being able to remain that way. I watched as she slipped into a guest room, wondering what- or who, was in there that she was so eager for, she had left the door wide open. I couldn't believe my eyes, standing with their back to the door, was none other than Azrael. Elegant angel wings stained black from Limbo, dark hair long and flowing to his lower back, the angel of death turned to face Rurita, who looked obviously pleased to see him here. He sighed before he spoke, and I got the feeling he would rather be elsewhere. "Rurita, you lived up your end of the deal, so I have no choice but to do the same. However, you upset me and I won't return." I sunk deeper into the shadows, wondering what kind of deal they had, but I wasn't left wondering for long, as Rurita nodded and removed what little clothes she had before removing Azrael's as well. I looked away and sat outside the room, unable to leave as it was very unpleasant, being away from one's soul, but I couldn't watch either. Not that it mattered, I could easily picture it in my mind's eye what was going on. Az had backed Rurita onto the bed, closing his eyes as she wrapped her hand around his half-hard cock and started to stroke him to full hardness. He put a hand on her face and shoved her back onto the bed when she moved to kiss him. "I'm not here to make love, Rurita, so keep your lips to yourself." He removed his hand and positioned himself between her legs, placing his cock at her entrance, wondering why the hell he agreed to this... Were the souls really this important? When he had agreed to the deal, yeah, it sure seemed like it... He sighed and thrust in, not really caring about her comfort. Rurita's little mewls of pleasure did nothing but grate on his nerves, as Az would have rather been back home, with his far more attractive wife and son, but he had made a binding contract- one that he couldn't get out of now. He grabbed Rurita's wrists and pinned them to the bed as he slid in and out of her, intent on just getting this coupling over an done with. Closing his eyes in frustration he ground his hips against her tensing as her tail coiled around his leg. "Remember my warning Rurita. I will not tolerate your aggressive nature in bed, so keep your tail in check." Az had practically growled that, his pace increasing as they both reached their peak. Grunting his release the angel collapsed slightly, laying on the woman as the last of his seed pumped into her squirming body. He lay there for several moments, wings shuddering as the demoness stroked them, purring. He got up and picked up his pants, pulling them on, before turning to her. "I can just tell by the smug look on your face that I'll be back again..." He had grumbled, staring at her with a sour look on his face as Rurita rolled over onto her belly, tail twitching seductively, before she purred her answer. "No. I'll be seeing you tomorrow then, and so on and so forth until you finally give my Sekka a brother." "The agreement was for a child in general, no gender specified." "Mmm... Yes, but it'll be a boy, I'm sure of it." "Fine, but next time, don't bring your pet." I tensed and scrambled to my feet, knowing that even though Rurita may not have noticed my presence, Azrael had, and had told Rurita... And it was in fact a matter of moments before she had me slammed into the wall, her hand clamped around my neck. A glance out of the corner of my eye revealed that Death had left, and I was on my own. "I told you to stay put. It seems that you need to learn a little lesson." ---------------- She had told me that I was to be left on this rack until her deal with Azrael was over, and she was with child... I pondered the freedoms of her being with child, and her abstaining from sex... Plus once it was born, she'd likely be more focused on her child than on me. Small things, which seemed so significant to me, I continued to wonder if future knowledge of this temporary peace was worth being stuck where I was... I shifted slightly, my arms going numb again, but that only drove the heated studs farther into my spine, and causing the rack to tighten slightly. I closed my eyes and lost the last bit of pride and dignity I had, letting my tears flow freely, not just from pain, but from sorrow at everything I had lost and as I reflected on how badly broken I've become. An indiscernible amount of time passed, my mind completely lost in a semi-conscious haze of pain, when I felt the gag being removed, the heat fade, and the restraints loosen. A pair of arms picked me up and carried my limp form away from the wretched place. Laid down on a soft bed, I didn't even have the strength to roll over and get off my back. Eventually my mind had cleared enough to realize that I was back in my mistress' bedroom, chained to nothing, with my mistress herself curled up against me contently. I took that as a good sign and relaxed enough to allow my mind to shut down and finally get some sleep. For the first time in a very long time, I had woken up on my own, to an entirely peaceful atmosphere, and completely unchained. I stretched and yawned as I sat up and looked around. Rurita was actually decently dressed, going about her business making the room suitable for the baby, humming a tune that I felt I should remember. I was startled when she turned around to smile at me, walking over to give me a kiss, one I didn't hesitate to return. She purred some, breaking the kiss with a smile before she went back to her business. I kinda enjoyed the serenity; it was nice, especially since I was allowed my pants. After a few more sleep cycles I got back to a normal day/night schedule, and a few weeks passed, all with me staying unharmed and happy during the day, and being snuggled at night as we slept. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First off, the burns on my neck never had a chance to heal thanks to the tightness of the collar, but after a month, Rurita took notice of this. I had flinched when her hand had trailed down my neck after caressing my cheek. She had frowned, staring intently at the collar. "Has your neck not healed like your back has?" I shook my head and pressed against the wall I had been leaning against, worried that I might be punished, for the look in her eyes was not the content one I had gotten so used to and relaxed around. I had almost forgotten about this side of her, and had been falling for her, addicted to her loving touches. "Then we'll just have to fix that then." She purred, reaching up and with a click the collar came undone from around my neck. I was dumfounded, as my sore neck rapidly started to recover. But that wasn't the only part of me that was recovering, for now that the collar was off I could feel my strength and willpower returning. I blinked, staring at her, as she still had that fierce look in her eyes. Reacting purely on instinct and a sudden need to get OUT, I grabbed her wrist when she went to place it on my neck, driving my knee forcefully into her gut before turning and bolting for the door, her shrieks of pain and anger echoing loudly behind me. I floored the first guard I came across, slaying him with his own sword before bolting through the halls, heading straight for the exit, cutting down any guard that thought to stand in my way. There was no way I was going to stay here any longer now that I was free from my bondage. It was unfortunate that Sekka had crossed my path when I was just about at the door. I swung the blade, not aiming to kill, but knock him off balance, however when he dodged I cursed inwardly as the blade permanently blinded him in his right eye, leaving a nasty gash. I shook my head, abandoning the blade, for I was better with my hands anyway, and continued to bolt. I frowned when I saw the river was already starting to heat up, melting away the hardened coating that had formed overnight. Fearful of the guards closing in on me I leapt to one chunk of solid magma to the next, cursing when I misjudged the distance and one foot slipped into the magma. I couldn't move forward due to there being no place to jump, nor could I go back to where the guards were waiting, and the piece I was stuck on was slowly shrinking in size. With an oath, I decided that my best bet was to just suffer with it... So I closed my eyes, and let the lava envelope me, and carry my constantly healing body under and with it, out to the Atlantic, where once my body recovered, with lungs burning with the need for air, and the pressure giving me a headache, I swam towards the surface, knowing that for now, I was safe from the demons pursuit. Once I reached shore, thanks to the help of a friendly dolphin, I fell unconscious, letting my body recover. It wasn't until then that I felt the crushing darkness envelop me, being so very far from my soul, I cursed softly at having been foolish enough not to reclaim it when I had the chance. I shook it off and got to my feet once I woke up, amazed at the fact that my pants were still intact, before remembering that they had been enchanted some time ago. Sometime later I made it to a small surf shop, where after some quick conversations I got some money to use the payphone and called up an old friend of mine, chilling outside the shop waiting for him to come get me. I smiled with I saw my old Paladin buddy come walking up, but was completely floored- literally, by his right hook. "SABER!! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!" He was yelling at me, and I was in shock, staring up at a very angry man as I rubbed my jaw. "James... Calm down and I'll explain on the way home... First, how long have I been gone?" I slowly got to my feet, keeping a wary distance of my friend. I knew that time flowed differently down there than up here, so I figured I couldn't have been gone for very long... after all, I couldn't have been trapped down there long enough to have worried my friend that badly... "You don't know?? Saber, you've been missing for twenty years! Everyone's been looking all over for you, not sure if you've taken another form or not... Then you come along as if you never left!" I paled, twenty years? I didn't even want to think of how long that meant I had really been stuck down there... I shook my head. With a sigh I started to tell him my story, struggling with my shame when I got to the part where I had essentially given up and let myself be broken... I had only just finished my story when we arrived at my house, kept safe and still in my name thanks to my friends. I explained my need to be alone, thanking my good friend for his help, before going to my house, waving farewell, and stepping back into my normal life. But things weren't back to the way they were, not really. I spent decades trying to find a way to end my current body, because something I hadn't told Rurita was that when one form dies, I take on a form of another... Why, I don't know. I can't remember anything about my birth or anything past waking up back in the ice age, with no memory whatsoever...I hope to one day reclaim my lost memories and figure out who I truly am... But that's a tale for another time.