2 comments/ 8342 views/ 3 favorites Discipline + Pain = Control Ch. 01 By: Champagne98 Alexis was happy... truly, utterly happy for the first time in her life. It was her wedding day, and unlike any other day, nothing could spoil her day. Just as she started to walk down the aisle, noise could be heard outside the cathedral of trees towering over the path she was to take to her soon-to-be husband. She heard swords being drawn, guns fired, people dying all over the place, and she dove to the ground, tearing her wedding gown. Almost as soon as she heard the noises, they died off, leaving a dead silence in the forest. Slowly, she lifted her head, her blond hair a mess, covering her eyes from view, but allowing her golden eyes to see.... a sword pointed at her, sliding under her chin to lift her head up, inexorably drawing her to her feet. Her eyes flashed through her hair, hinting at her dual nature. Iron shackles were placed around her wrists, chains leading from them to men holding her arms outstretched, while another man came up behind her and lifted her from the ground by her arms, his leg sliding between hers, spreading her legs apart. The one that was holding the sword to her moved in closer, his hand shoving her hair from her face, taking in the sign of her dual nature. "You will bring in much money for us, girl. Not often you see a demon/angel hybrid. Only one other thing will bring us more money." He dropped to his knees, his hand shoving up her dress before his ducked his head, his other hand parting her to his sight. "Perfect," he said with an evil chuckle, standing up again. "Bring her. And no one touches her under penalty of death. Do you understand?" The men all agreed, dragging Alexis behind them. She stumbled often as she followed them, unable to fight her way free, since her angel side was in full control at the time with her demon side fighting to get loose and wanting to kill. Slave market day came upon them quickly, Alexis having remained in a cage, chains holding her arms up as she knelt in the cage, unable to stand unless she wanted to be bent over the entire time she was in the cage. She even slept in the same position. Her eyes flashed dangerously whenever anyone came near her cage, determined to fight for her freedom. But soon, men came to her cage, and one opened the door, and they all came in, two of them grabbing the ends of her chains as a third slipped behind her, unlocking her chains from the top of the cage, and then grabbing her legs. The two with the chains headed out first, followed by the one carrying her legs, laying her out flat on her stomach as they carried her to the stage. After getting her on stage, the chains went over a bar, lifting her arms over her head again, and she was forced to her knees. She was once more in the same position as she had been in the cage, but there were more risks to keeping her in this position when she didn't have a reason to stay on her knees. Kicking off the man holding her legs down, she stood up, tossing her hair from her face defiantly, her eyes glaring at everyone in the crowd. The auctioneer called out loudly. "And our final slave today is a spitfire. She is a rare demon/angel hybrid, and she is a virgin. I personally guarantee that no one has touched this one yet, but she will not be an easy slave. She is full of fire, and will need a firm hand to tame her. Let's open the bidding on this one at 5,000." Numbers were called out loudly, the amount rising fast, hitting 20,000... 30,000... 40,000... When would it end? "64,000," a voice called out suddenly. The human in odd attire wears with weapons walked towards the stage and smiled. His presence reeked of evil intentions and malice. His eyes seemed to send fear into those he glanced at as he slowly stalked closer and closer to her, the bid finally halting on his. His fingers gripping sword on his hip tightly, hoping one would speak a bid higher than his. Alexis glanced at the male that had just bid, a shiver of fear racing through her as she waited with baited breath to hear the slave master's words. She didn't feel fear that often, but when she did, it was for a good reason, and just from the looks of him, she had every reason to fear him. The slave master looked around at the crowd, seeing no hands raising to raise the bid at all, and called out, "Sold for 64,000!" Turning to the large man, he motioned to the side for payment arrangements, and said, "Just take care of the paperwork, and she's all yours. Oh, and by the way, you might want to be wary of her demon fire." Gabranth chuckled softly as he filled out the paperwork and signed a check for her in the amount of money he owed and handed them back to the seller. "Demon fire, indeed. Such a weak attack," he said to him as he pushed the papers into the man's chest and walked to her. "Well now little one," he said to her as his fingers curled to her chin before he slapped her. "I own you now and you will listen or you will be punished," he said to her his other hand still resting on the hilt of his sword. Alexis's head was flung to the side when he slapped her, her eyes narrowing in fury as she kept her eyes averted from him, trying to hide her reaction to his slap. She stayed standing, her hands chained to a bar above her head, though small flames of her hellfire sprang up around her wrists, the chains melting from her. When she was free, she lowered her arms and stood there, flinging her hair back as she glared at him in defiance. "Isn't that a pretty trick," he chuckled softly as the butt end of his sword hilt slammed into her gut and he pushed her back to the wall in front off the entire crowd of gathered purchasers to see his fingers gripping what remained of her clothes and striping them off of her. "Now you will calm down or I will start doing things your body would rather not have done to it out in public," he told her in a frozen cold tone of voice as he sheathed his sword and awaited her answer. Alexis grunted at his sudden action, bending over her stomach, and then flung back against a wall before he ripped the remnants of her wedding dress from her. She tasted blood in her mouth, and realized her teeth had clamped on her lower lip before he flung her at the wall. She dropped her head, hiding the fury that kept rising, trying to get it under control before she did something more stupid than showing him her defiance. But she was not a meek child to follow along blindly, but rather a grown woman with her own attitude and temperament, both of which came from her demon side. She would refrain from verbally answering him, letting her actions speak for her, and he would be able to read in her body language that she was struggling to control herself. Gabranth chuckled again watching her struggle for control. He pushed his presence on her. knocking her demonic power out, forcing it to recede as he grabbed her again by her throat and picked her up a little off the ground. "Let us leave shall we," he said to her as he whispered softly, "Elstria hrumina huecnlen," and suddenly she felt like she was light as a feather, a boundless weightlessness followed by a sudden and powerful pull and heaviness as they appeared in a large room with white and black marble colored walls and floor a large bed with deep red satin sheets with for long posts and an overhanging canopy of the same red color. He dropped her to the floor her anklet chains still weighted her feet. Alexis gasped for breath as he picked her up by the throat, wondering what she had done wrong that he was going to kill her. True, she didn't have herself under complete control, but she was trying to regain her control over herself. She had felt something pressing against her, knowing her demon side on its ass, receding until she called upon it again. His soft whispering of some words was the last thing she remembered of being sold as a slave. Then suddenly, she was in a bedroom, and he dropped her. She lay there, curled up on the floor as she tried to catch her breath once more. Her eyes slid along the floor until she saw his feet, and slowly allowed her eyes to meet his, a question in them. His appearance shifted before her eyes, his skin darkened his hands grew out long claws, his face became overtaken by armor and horn burst from it, his deep red eyes settling on hers. The sinking evil feeling gripped her as he chuckled. "Welcome home, slave," he told her as he grabbed her by her breast and forced her to her feet by pinching it and pulling up. It was either stand or have her nipple ripped off. Alexis watched as he changed in front of her eyes, fear filling her as she realized he was a LOT more powerful than she was, and this was not just a bad dream. She could sense his evil, before he reached for her, but the way he pulled her to her feet was just nailing the coffin shut on the case of how evil he was. She let out a whimper as she rose to her feet, trying to prevent more pain from racing through her. Elsar snickered at her, "Aww, what's a matter, weak one? Never faced a real demon before?" He slapped her again as a long red flesh thing burst out of his skin and wrapped around her neck it was slimy and covered in what smelled like blood as it held her up and his clawed hand took her breast and griped it painfully. "You are mine, you understand and you will do as I say." Alexis's head snapped to the side as he slapped her again, her fury at his treatment of her flaring to life, though she fought it down, her back stiffening for a moment before relaxing again. Something wrapped around her neck, holding her up as he gripped her breasts painfully, making her fully aware, if she wasn't already, of who was in charge between them. She had yet to say a word, preferring to keep her tongue in her head, and not wanting to piss him off any further than he already seemed to be, and nodded her head, hanging it low, letting him know she understood, and was lower than anyone else, being just a slave. He smiled. "Good." He dropped her back to the floor. "You will feed and take bath and drink. And then we will see if I can find a use for you," he told her, his voice unlike before, it was deeper, eviler. As he vanished, food replaced his place along with a jug and a large wooden tub full of steaming water. Alexis fell to the floor when he dropped her, and lay there for a few moments, catching her breath as he spoke, then nodded her understanding of what he wanted her to do. When the tub appeared, she climbed into it, sighing in pleasure at the hot water surrounding her aching body. Her eyes closed as she soaked for a few minutes before opening again as she looked at the food and drink. Her hand rose from the water, and the food and drink rose in the air, slowly moving towards her. She started eating ravenously, almost like a starved wolf, the meat disappearing from the plate faster than anything. Then she took a drink from the jug, before sighing again, sinking slightly further into the water. She slipped under the water for a few seconds, her hands running through her hair, trying to get it wet to wash it as well. Pushing herself back up, she emerged from the water, and washed her body thoroughly and then washed her hair. After rinsing off her body, she washed her hair a second time, making sure to get all the dirt out, and rinsed it carefully, getting all the soap from her hair, then stood up, feeling the water sliding down her body. She stepped from the water and looked for a towel to dry off with, and, finding one, dried herself off then wrapped it around her hair. When he appeared again with her dried off but still naked, he smiled, uttering his pleasure at the sight of his naked new slave, "Mmmm." He was in his human form again but he too was naked his body nothing but muscles, iron corded muscles that twitched with need to be used. As he moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to his chest, his shaft pushed apart her ass cheeks as it rested there. He was large, but not huge as most demons are noted for. "You have two choices, pleasure me willingly... or be taken," he told her as his finger slipped around her nipple, his other resting on her sex. The scene would be romantic, if there were any emotions were between them. He pinched her nipple softly as he waited her answer. Alexis shivered as he held her close to him. His body felt so strong holding hers, yet she had never been with a male before, and she needed something a little more than being taken, but she didn't know how to pleasure him. For the first time since he bought her, she spoke, her voice soft and, keeping to her status of a slave, full of fear. "Master, I have never been with a male, so I know not how to pleasure you, but I do not want to be taken against my will. I beg your forgiveness for my lack of knowledge on this, and would beg of you to be patient with me while I learn what you like, and how to pleasure you." A low moan slipped from her as his fingers pinched her nipple, his other hand so close to her core, resting just barely above it as she leaned herself back against him, leaving herself open to his hands and desires as her eyes closed some. Gabranth chuckled at this. "Good," he whispered into her ear as he pulled on her nipple a little, his fingertips squeezing the bud harder and harder till her skin was all that separated them. "Virginal demons are rare to come by," he whispered to her. "It only seems fitting that a demon take that innocent passage from you." He leaned a little more into her neck and bit into her skin softly sucking on it before letting up. "And have no worries I'll educate you, in all forms of pleasure." She would feel something slimy and cylinder shaped slid around her waist and pull her body harder into his. Alexis groaned as he pinched her nipple harder and harder. Shivering at his words, she let out a small whine as he bit her neck and sucked on the spot. The suddenness of something wrapping around her waist, pulling her firmly against him, caused her to let out a startled squeak, her fear starting to build inside her again. Gabrath's skin started to shift, becoming dark and red, bleeding to the deep crimson. It over took his skin and long claws slipped out of his fingers. The tentacles slipped up and around her breasts and squeezes them hard. "Don't fear, little one, just tentacles." He bit harder into her neck, then let his lips go of her. Alexis glared at the air in front of her, trying to take back control of herself, but his comment about not fearing... it just sent her over the edge. "I'm not afraid of the tentacle. I was startled. But I am afraid of what you want to do to me," she said as his mouth again bit her neck, causing her to cry out. She pulled away, spinning from the tentacles as she stood defiant in front of him, her hellfire springing up around her, almost like she was covered in it. "I'm more scared of the act than the tentacles. And I... I'm sorry, but I can't be all that willing today. I'm just not that into losing my virginity today." "You have little choice," he roared, his full demonic form appearing before her as he shot demon fire at her using it as a projectile. "A true demon uses demon fire as a base attack for it is weak." He told her as he fired a second volley at her stalking closer and closer. Alexis flung her hair away from her face, not willing to back down from him, she moved closer, her hellfire seemingly fed by his demon fire missiles, the fire around her getting bigger. She never let on when something got through her hellfire to actually damage her, so it was hard to tell if he was striking her or not. "But for me, it protects me, and gets fed from more being thrown at me. I may not be a full demon, but I am a true demon on that side of me." Gods how she wanted to hide from him, to go back in time, and hide on her wedding day so that she had never been captured and sold as a slave. But wishes had never come true for her before, why should they now? Elsar chuckled at her. "Not demon fire. Something stronger. Interesting." He chuckled and vanished. "I'll let you win with this parting gift." Something burst from the floor, living lighting, and it lunged at her trying to electrocute her, to knock her out, to overtake her. Alexis felt the lightning penetrate her hellfire, shooting through her, short-circuiting her nervous system, and causing her to collapse to the ground. She fought to stay aware of what was going on, calling out to the air, "My hellfire was a gift from my father. He knew I would need something stronger than demon fire. My father is..." She passed out before she named her father, leaving him to wonder what she was about to say, her hellfire dissipating as her control on it slipped into nothingness, leaving her laying naked on the floor. Elsar sighed as he let his body slowly recede back to the body named Gabranth. "Grrrrraaach" he yomped, his finger curling into a fist as he hit the wall and dusted back to her, in his Gabranth form and lifted her naked, appealing body off the floor and moved some of the dust from his leaving. Not that she would notice such a thing. Laying her down on the bed he looked at her. "I could have stolen your innocence now, but I have not," he whispered into the darkness of her dreams before walking over to the small sweeping of dust, collected it and reusing it to vanish. He put himself many miles away from her, in the mists of a bloody battle in the planes of hell, one thought to be Valhalla by Viking souls but there was no great hall only blood battle and death but you die here there was no coming back. Taking up his spear and sword, he rushed into battle, seeking to avenge himself fully of his failure with the demon girl. Alexis moaned softly as she heard his voice in her dreams, telling her that he could have taken her while she was out, but for some reason he hadn't. Slowly, she woke up, finding herself on the bed, wondering how she got here when she remembered collapsing to the floor. She looked around, and slowly got up from the bed. She wondered if she could leave the room, or if the door was locked to where she couldn't leave. Thrusting hard with his spear, Gabranth roared out in anger, in pride, in wrath bound rage borne from the lack of sex, the sex that his new slave denied him. He slashed hard cutting a man from shoulder to hip and panted softly as the area around him cleared. He chuckled softly. "I'm finished here," he whispered as he dusted away letting the winds carry him back to his room and into his bed, which was draped in soft silk and warm covers. "Hmmm, it's good to be evil," he murmured to himself. Alexis could find no door, no window in her room, though there was a series of small vents that pumped in and out air from her room, too small for her to slip through. She grumbled about not being able to wander the place, to find out the lay of this building. Still confused about why he didn't take what he wanted from her, she was more than grateful that he hadn't. Granted it had started out feeling good, but then her fear took control of her, and kept her from being able to do anything other than fight back against him, unable to let him take control over her body. It was her body, and she would find a way to make him woo her before just giving in and letting him use her for sex. A small feast appeared suddenly along with a table and chair, silverware, all the fixings needed for such a feast, including a decanter of wine and a pitcher of ale. When the table, chair and feast arrived, she sat down quickly, ate as much as she could, seeing that he was trying to feed her well by offering so many choices to her. She poured herself some wine, and drank it, then poured another, and carried the glass and decanter to the small stand next to the bed, drank it, then laid herself on top of the covers, falling back to sleep again. Alexis woke a while later with a heady hangover and a half decanter of wine left. The mess and food gone from her room and replaced with a steaming bath and a steaming tea kettle and a cup with a pair of aspirin waiting for her, but no clothes this time. Apparently she was to take her meds, get a bath and wait for him nude, or in her towel. Discipline + Pain = Control Ch. 01 Elsar snorted as he stalked around the oversized mansion grabbing up demons and slaves alike and whipping them against the wall, their bodies unharmed from hitting the flesh walls and landing on muscled floors. "Castle Blood, the legacy of my father who used 100,000 human souls and bodies to make," he said aloud to himself, "One demon I care never to see again." Dusting to his room he laid down and snorted again, thinking about imbibing some earthy drugs and floating about till Alexis was ready for him again. Alexis looked at the bathtub, and smiled. Maybe she didn't have to make him woo her too much, he seemed to have the right idea, something to help take away her hangover, some hot tea, and a nice hot bath. It would feel so good. She poured herself some hot tea, and took the aspirins, then drank the first cup of tea, and poured another cup. Slipping into the tub, she soaked for a while, sipping this cup, finally truly taking a look around the room, admiring it. Setting the empty tea cup down, she scrubbed herself again, turning her skin a rosy red shade as her blood, both from the heat and the scrubbing, rose to just under the surface of her skin. Stepping from the bath, she wrapped herself in her towel, and headed over to her bed, pouring herself a glass of wine, thinking it would help her loosen up some. She drank it quickly, then poured herself another, and sipped it slowly as she dried off, then dropped the towel next to the tub. She poured the last of the wine into the glass and sipped it as she waited, naked, believing that he would come to her again. Alexis saw that the tub vanished after she was done with it, as well as the decanter and the wine glass, but still he didn't come to her. It seemed like forever passed her rosiness of her skin faded in her wait and then finally Elsar appeared to her eyes, his demon form looking at her. "Enjoying yourself, slave," he asked her as he moved to her bed looking over her nude form. His body looked strong, too strong. It was like his muscles had muscles, up close. "For I have no quarrel in taking what is mine this time," he said to her. "You had your chance to come willingly." A pair of tentacles popped out from his sides. It looked painful but he didn't even wince in response to the action. Alexis bowed her head, laying sprawled out on the bed, saying softly, "I am sorry, Master, that I behaved the way I did earlier. I got scared. I felt pleasure from what you were doing, but my fear overcame me. Could you, possibly, take it easy on me the first time? Please? I don't want to get scared again over nothing more than heavy petting." She remained laying on the bed. "I can't promise that I won't fight back, but I will try not to, Master." Elsar chuckled as he climbed up onto the bed, his tentacles slithering around her ankles and pulling her legs apart and his hard core hovered over hers. "That's a good slave." She felt his maleness grow over her and dip to gravity and slowly get closer to her sex. Alexis got scared when his tentacles suddenly pulled her legs wide apart, and she fought down her fear, trying not to fight against him, though she squirmed some on the bed, her eyes watching as he got harder, growing in length, moving closer to her core. She felt a sudden sharp pang of fear, her eyes wide as he slowly got closer to her, her lower lip caught between her teeth as she bit her lip trying to keep herself from screaming out before he even touched her with his hard shaft. When she felt that she could talk she cried out, in a soft voice, "Master!! Please? Please don't make it hurt for more than it has to." Elsar was a demon who knew that a scare slave is a obedient one, but a grateful slave is a faithful one. He smiled at her and held himself over her his tentacles attaching to her nipple and clit, sucking on them softly for a moment before letting suck hard on the nubs. "I'll be gentle for now, my slave, but if you do not do as I say... much pain is seen for you," he told her as he leaned closer to her and licked her neck. Alexis tried to relax as she felt his tentacles attaching themselves to her nipple and clit, sucking on them softly, yet eagerly, then taking hard pulls, bringing a cry of startled pleasure from her. Her eyes started to lose their wide-eyed doe in headlights look as her back arched up under him, his body pressing tighter to hers as he leaned closer to her, licking her neck, sending another wave of pleasure through her. Her fingers dug into the bedding beneath her as her back arched even more as pleasure raced through her, another low cry slipping from her. Elsar smiled when her first cry of shocked pleasure, his shaft dipping again and rubbing her entrance with his tip, as the eager tentacles continued to rack her body with pleasure. as he lowered his head a little further and bit lightly into her neck, suckling onto her soft warm skin. The taste of her innocence sent a shiver down his spine, too long had it been since he had taken a virgin to his bed, and too long will it be till he finds another. Alexis moaned softly as his tentacles continued to suck on her nipple and clit, his teeth biting into her neck gently as his mouth sucked some more at her, tasting her innocence. Her back arched into him some more, rubbing herself against the tip of his hard shaft, another moan slipping from her. Hesitantly, her hands came up from the bed, sliding up his arms, not trying to stop him, or even encourage him, but more for something other than the bedding to hold onto for the ride of her life that was about to start. He smiled feeling her need flow over him, the sudden strong pull of it. "Now then, my pet. Let's see what you like," he said as his claws raked lightly down her sides as he sat up, spreading apart her outer lips with his tip and pushing in a little. His lips parting as he slid his tongue sensually over them and thrust hard into her taking her virginity in a foul sweep of a move it wasn't as gentle as she was hoping it would have been, but with him inside her, it felt good. It hurt but felt right to have that large, hard, thick shaft inside her body as she felt it move in and out of her. Alexis shivered as she felt his claws raking her sides, a low moan of pleasure slipping from her. She felt him rubbing against her, the head of his shaft parting her slightly. His sudden thrust into her, hard and fast, tearing through her virginity, caused her to scream out in pain. But as he continued to move in and out of her, the pain started to fade, and she realized that his shaft felt good inside her, opening her to his possession of her. Elsar continued his thrusting motion. Human sex was boring but it worked, for now. His claws teased and excited her skin, which in turn excited him. Lust demons love sexual highs, their own more than others. His tentacles, more of them now, coiled around her thighs and held her legs up and wide apart. Alexis cried out softly as she felt pleasure building inside her from his thrusts into her and his claws teasing her skin with the lightness of their touch, causing small goose-bumps of pleasure to form on her skin. Suddenly, more tentacles started coiling around her thighs, pulling them fully open and up into the air. leaving her vulnerable to more of his wicked brand of pleasure. His thrusts gained speed and power with every passing moment, it seemed, as he dominated over her. His claws continuing to stroke her as his tentacles teased her sensitive flesh, heightening her pleasure, raising her lust to a new level. He never understood why demons find humans so pleasing. Sure, they're warm and tight and seemed to make great sex toys. But unlike his full lust demon father, Elsar just didn't get it. Alexis moaned as he continued to stroke her skin, making her shiver with pleasure; his tentacles stroking her clit and nipples, bringing cries of pleasure from her. His hard cock kept thrusting into her body, her pleasure building until it crashed over her like a wave, a scream of sheer delight and pleasure ripping from her. he sucked into himself the pleasure that flowed from her, the energy fueling him, as he plundered her sex, now needing the pleasure. It was weird. He never felt energy like this before. It was so pure, so strong. The more he thrust into her, the more energy poured out of her and into himself. Now he understood. Now he knew why his father went after humans. They're like a sexual battery, just waited to be used. His body now forced hers to feel pleasure; everything, even her breathing, felt like heaven rushing over her, even in the darkness of his hell, she felt heaven. Her juices flowed from her, around his hard cock, her body over-sensitive suddenly to the sensations around her, energizing her, giving her more pleasure keeping her orgasm going strong. Little did she know that her pleasure was feeding him, making him stronger. Elsar chuckled at her as he came inside her, then grunted as he slipped from her. "Hmmmm," he grinned as he moved from her his tentacles popping off her clit and nipples. The slight pain from the removal faded after a moment. "Alexis, you are my power now. Don't die on me," he told her as he vanished to let her recover, wanting to see how strong she had made him. Alexis lay there, panting for breath as she took stock of her body, realizing that she felt... satisfied for the first time in her life. Did it take someone like him to fill a hidden need inside her? Or was it just him specifically? And what did he mean by his last comment? How was she his power? She might not like being a slave, but she would not kill herself to get out of her position. Finally, she rolled to her side, curling up as she fell asleep again, the sheets behind her showing a slight charred outline from where she had been laying moments before. Some time later food and drink appeared in her room, as well as bathing and new clothes and sheets for her to change the bed with. But now she would notice a wooden door in her room. She knew it hadn't been there before. Alexis stretches out as she wakes up slowly, her body aching pleasantly from what they had done earlier, and spotting the bath, nearly jumped from the bed to get into it. The hot water soothed any aches she had left over from his possession of her, and, as she relaxed in the tub, her eyes wandered around the room. The door caught her attention since she knew she hadn't seen one in here before. She washed quickly then stood up in the tub, her eyes falling to the sheets on the bed, and she cringed, seeing the slightly charred outline of her body on the sheets currently on the bed. Stepping from the tub, she dried off, got dressed, and walked over to the bed. She quickly changed the sheets, then ate, and went to investigate the door. She would find everything in working order.. the food warm and delicious, the water warm and relaxing the sheets smooth and seeming just cleaned... as she noticed the door it cracked a little bit.. then flung open... Alexis jumped back from the door, her eyes wide as she looked at the door that was now open. Her hands covered her mouth as she held back a yelp of fear. Her shock would hastily fade as she found a walk in closet with clothes in every style and fashion she could imagine, even some she couldn't, as well as a powder room a modern standing shower. Alexis wandered into the closet, investigating it. Seeing nothing more than clothes and a shower, she smiled to herself as she carefully pulled down one loose fitting short dress. Slipping it over her head, it fell just above mid-thigh and draped from her shoulders, thin decorative chains running across her chest, keeping the fabric from fully revealing her breasts. The silver chains gave a small balance to the black satin fabric. Elsar felt the power thrumming through him, that sweet energy that he craved so long to steal from his father. Now he knew where he got it; sex with humans, or at least half humans. If he felt this from a lowly half breed, he wondered, what would happen if he drained a full human of there sexual energy while in the highs of sexual passion. He grinned at that as he shifted back to his human form, Gabranth. He might have fun with her in this form as well, but first, he had to test himself. Going back to the field of gore, he smiled. "Time to see what this power can do." Alexis loved the black dress, and slipped it off, going through the clothes that were available in the closet to see if they fit her. Everything seemed to cling to her body, showing off her figure more and more, the fabric getting skimpier with each item, revealing more and more of her skin. She blushed as she found a pair of shorts that seemed to have only a piece of string between her ass cheeks, but as she looked closer at them, she realized they weren't shorts at all, but a very tiny pair of panties. The power made him like a walking god among mortal souls and weaker demons. As the day drew long, he went after stronger and stronger opponents till he slowly felt he was losing the energy, the power, he had drained from Alexis, and smiled. "Six hours off of one dose was more than enough time," he said to himself as he vanished again and appeared in his personal room and striped and cleaned himself of blood and gore and Lucifer knew what else. "Dephra, I will be the lust prince and you, the court jester." Alexis sighed as she slipped from her closet and into the standing shower. She wondered where her demon master was, but the thought of a shower drew her towards the shower. It sounded like a much better idea than getting worried. It wasn't like she could do much about getting out of this room, and she didn't want to just sit around doing nothing all day. She was used to being active, and being confined in one room did not help her disposition any, but she tried to keep her anxiety from getting to her. He appeared behind her and let his tentacles slip over her suddenly naked skin just before she was to enter the steaming water of the shower. He smiled and licked her neck. "Hmmm, still sweet," he said to her. "Still powerful." Alexis nearly jumped from her skin as he appeared behind her, his tentacles wrapping around her, brushing against her bare skin. She let herself lean against him as he licked her neck, a low moan slipping from her. His words confused her. Powerful? Her? "Master, I'm glad you think so. But how am I powerful?" "Because you make me powerful," he replied to her. "So as long as you do, you have my full attention and full grace. Should it stop, then everything goes along with it," he told her coldly as he bit her neck softly, letting the pleasure and pain ripple through her. Alexis let out a soft cry of mingled pain and pleasure at his bite, her body trembling against his. "Then, Master, raise up my desire, my need, my lust. Feed from me, make yourself powerful off of me." He would already feel the faint stirrings of lust from her, growing slowly in strength, as he tormented and teased her. He was slow this time, letting her own need build slowly as his tentacles teased her skin and breasts. Her nipples were suckled slowly and softly as his fingers, long and wicked, pushed into her sex slowly filling her tight sweetness. "Tell me what you like, Alexis. Let me know your darkest sexual desires," he whispered to her as he licked the bite mark. Alexis moaned softly as his tentacles stroked her nipples, a strong suction on them making them harder, aching for more, as his fingers plunged into her hot, wet sex, her juices coating his fingers as they curved inside her, drawing out her desires, her needs. A whimper slipped from her as his tongue slid over the mark of his bite on her neck. "I never thought about it before, Master. You were the first male I've ever been with, and I liked what you did to me. I know I want to feel you inside me again, Master. Using my pleasure to make you stronger." Her back pressed against his chest, her body pliant under his fingers and tentacles as he teased and tormented her again, making her desires, her need, her lust grow stronger. "Do you know who your half demon blood comes from," he asked her as he nipped lightly along her neck, teasing her to greater pleasure, greater lust for the moment. He wanted her begging him to take her, to fill her to give her release, as his fingers stroked her sides. Alexis moaned in pleasure as she felt his teeth nipping her neck, his lips grazing the soft, tender skin of the side of her throat. She knew he could bite into her neck and rip her jugular out, killing her easily, but trusted him enough to not kill her, not after he'd found what she could give him from the sex they had. His hand stroked her side, while his other hand kept teasing her wet, slick pussy, making her ache for him. "M... my father," she panted as pleasurable moans slipped from her throat, her head resting against his shoulder, her eyes closed, her hips surging forward then back, her ass thrusting back against his hard cock. "Master, please.... I need you. I want to feel you inside me." She turned in his arms, facing him, gently running her hands over his chest then leaning towards him, licking his chest before softly begging him, "Please, Master, take me. Fill me with you hard cock. Make me cum for you again." She dropped to her knees, taking his cock gently in her hands and stroking him. After a couple moments, her head dipped closer to him, and she placed a feather soft kiss on the tip of his cock. Her tongue slid out of her mouth and hesitantly licked him, a soft moan slipping from her throat. "Answer my question, Alexis," he said as he took the hair at the back of her head and held her off his shaft. "Who sired you," he demanded now. She could tell the difference in him, his voice was harder, colder, not as soft or lazy as he kept it normally. Alexis whimpered as he pulled her from his shaft by her hair. Her eyes widened slightly at the pain as she gasped out, "My father, Master. I don't know who he is, but I know he was very powerful, I could feel his power from a distance, even when he wasn't using it. It radiated from him. I know him by sight, but he wasn't able to be around me that often when I was growing up. My mother wasn't either. But there were times when I snuck out into the woods, and hide from the humans that raised me, and was able to spend time with both my mother and father together, and the power from both of them always seemed to envelop me. My mother was always surrounded by a white light, and my father by a fiery light. He was the one who told me about my hellfire, Master. And the best I could do to tell you who he is would be to guess, but I don't think you would want a guess. But if so, I would say my father is the Prince of Hell himself, Lucifer." Little did she know that by saying her father's name would bring him to where she was, at least close by. He would hear someone, or something, pounding at the front door as she shivered, feeling her father's power washing over her. "Master, my father is nearby. I can feel him." Elsar smiled. The lord of lords, Lucifer, was nothing more than a Balor these days. His days as prince of hell long passed with the rising of Dephra the prince of flesh, but that didn't mean he still wasn't a powerhouse to deal with. Elsar outranked him, but only because Dephra was his father and that didn't mean much to demons in Hell. Grunting, he waved the once great Lucifer in as he pushed his cock into her mouth. Letting her father see his little spawn sucking on demon cock. Alexis moaned softly as he pushed himself into her mouth. She closed her eyes as she started sucking on his cock, forgetting the fact that her father was nearby. All she wanted to do was please Elsar. Lucifer walked in, his eyes going to Elsar, not paying attention to the female sucking the lust demon's cock. He knew that the demon was gaining power from the lust that was building inside the human female, so he dismissed her from his mind. "Elsar, I need your help. My daughter was taken and I need to have her back. Her mother is worried that something bad has happened to her, and I must get my daughter back. I must know she is safe, and the only one I know of that can find and return her is you." Discipline + Pain = Control Ch. 01 Pushing Alexis deeper onto his cock he smiled, knowing the irony of the moment. "Why is that, Lucifer? I'm sure even with your weakened power, you could sense your daughter's demonic energy. Surely you're not so out of contact with her that you have forgotten what her power feels like." He smiled as he grunted softly to the pleasure she caused him. "But if you find yourself so weak then I will indeed aid you in finding her. But you know what they say. In Hell, nothing is free." Alexis moaned again as she felt Elsar pushing her further down his cock, and her throat relaxed, letting him slide in deeper, her tongue curving under his cock, caressing him as she started moving over him. Her hand slid up to his cock, circling around his hard thick length, stroking him as she sucked on him. Lucifer started pacing, his restless nature preventing him from just standing still. "My daughter's demonic powers are not strong enough for me to detect them, especially when her mother was an angel. Her angelic blood hides her demonic blood from me, her demonic blood hides her angelic blood from her mother. Neither of us can sense our daughter's powers. It's not that I find myself weak, Elsar, but that you have connections that I don't. You would be better able to find my daughter than I could. And I would expect nothing more than for your help to come with a price, Elsar. It is the demon way, after all. What do you want from me for your help in finding my daughter?" Alexis looked up at Elsar at her father's first words, and nodded ever so slightly, her movement looking to Lucifer as if she was just adjusting her position on Elsar's cock, but her Master would see the confirmation of Lucifer's words in her eyes and her movement before she started devouring his cock in earnest. She couldn't get enough of him inside her, whether it was in her mouth, or her pussy. Her lust built up fast inside her, feeding Elsar with more power than he had felt earlier. Elsar let a moan slip from his lips and smiled at Lucifer "Aid me in dethroning my father," he replied. "That's the only part of the bargain I demand of you. You and all your resources are to aid me when I make my bid for the throne," he told him. "And if I do make it, Lucifer Satanis, you best hope you are on my good side, should you find that to much for you." Tentacles slipped out of his body, wrapped themselves around Alexis and started to tease her nipples and clit. Lucifer looked at Elsar, a slight grin of approval on his lips. "You know it is always the strongest, most cunning of the demons that rule Hell. Your father will be expecting a coup attempt on him, so you must prepare carefully your planned attack. For, if you fail, he will put you to death, and take all your possessions as his own, including your little sex slave there. I was not pleased when he beat me, and he put a geass on me not to attack him myself, but that does not mean I cannot attack his troops, or his personal guards. My minions, though, will be at your disposal to attack him." He paused as he felt the slave's lust building up, a wider grin of approval crossing his lips. "I see this one has more to give you in power, Elsar. Use her well, and she will help see you to your goal." He turned away as Elsar's tentacles went to the slave girl's nipples and clit, teasing more lust to build up inside her. A long, low moan slipped from Alexis's throat as Elsar's tentacles teased her, making her want him more and more. She cared nothing about the fact that her father was in the room, she just wanted her Master. Elsar waited until Lucifer left before letting out a long, body-shaking laugh, his tentacles pushing Alexis from his cock and onto her back on the floor, pulling her legs wide and high as he fell over her missionary style, his cock splitting her in half as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. The initial pain of his first thrust into her subsided as he started thrusting hard and fast into her. Alexis cried out sharply at Elsar's first thrust, pain filling her from the sudden penetration of his cock into her pussy. The pain-filled cry soon turned into moans of pleasure as she writhed under him, her body letting him know she was enjoying his possession of her as much as her cries of passion were. She felt her desires rise inside her as he continued to thrust into her, hard and fast. His body worked for the energy she built inside of her form, so much that it leaked out of her. He licked up those first drops of lust, of power, of desire and still more poured out of her. He grinned as he kissed her. It was hard and possessive, designed to make her cum hard from the suddenness of it. He stiffened, his pleasure at the maximum as he filled her with his seed. Then he drained her of her desire, of her lust, of her need. Alexis cried out in ecstasy as she came hard for her master, her body convulsing around his hard shaft still buried deep inside her. Her body slowly relaxed as her need, her lust, her desire flowed from her and into him, leaving her sated for now. But she knew her desire didn't fully leave her, since she still desired her master, but it was a soft gentle flame inside her, not flaring into lust again. Her hands slipped up his arms, and over his shoulders, her arms slip around his neck as she nuzzles into his neck, a soft growling purr slipping from her throat as she nuzzled her lips against his neck. "Mmmmmm, Master. That was even better than before. I love feeling you inside me, taking me." "Eat. Rest. Clean yourself. Find something reasonable to be presented to your father in," he said to her, slipping his still hard, cum covered cock from her, as he stretched his muscles, so corded, so strong, and yet so gentle with her womanly form. With a small layer of dust falling slowly onto the floor, he was gone, vanished into the abyss, to return Hell-knows-when, from doing Hell-knows-what.