Demonic Submission Ch. 01byTheLastChaosLord©
Hello all, this is my first attempt at writing erotica and you may notice that this is not exactly a short story. This chapter alone is 10 pages in word so I expect it will be even more anywhere I post it. I apologize but it's just how I write, but give it a chance.
Thoughts and ideas are welcome. Hope you enjoy.
P.S. While writing this, I am not exactly sure what tags this story would fall under, but initially it will be Non Consent/Reluctance but we'll see where it evolves to from there. One of the main characters isn't human but that is more of a side note versus the focus of the story.
Celestine was having trouble remembering exactly how she got into this situation... all she could really focus on at the moment was the cool glass against her forehead as she blurrily looked out the window at the world passing by. She recalled that she was in a vehicle of some kind, but she didn't think it was her own... So whose was it? She tried to focus but it was hard... she was warm, not overly so but enough that she enjoyed the cool feel of the glass. Wait... what was she doing? Right, trying to figure out what was going on... Celestine reluctantly pulled her brow from the glass and began looking about the vehicle. She was in a truck... it was clean but from the sound of it, it was a larger one... it certainly wasn't her small car. Taking a breath to try and clear her mind she shuddered gently, and realized she was hot in more than one way. She could feel that her panties were moist, and not from sweat. Further, her hardened nipples chafed against her bra... Again, how she came to this state she didn't recall. Blurrily she realized that she wasn't driving, which meant someone had to be... She slowly looked over and who she saw cut through the warm haze to bring back the memories of how she got here...
An hour ago:
Celestine sighed as she watched Cameron flirt with several men all at once... This is why she dreaded coming to the bar scene... Cameron was a complete flirt, and because she was beautiful, she could get almost any drink out of almost any guy she wanted. Her bubbly personality helped a great deal as well. For some reason men all seemed to think she was into them whenever she started talking to them, even if she was just saying "thank you", or "hi". Then again it might have also helped that Cameron dressed provocatively. Tonight she was wearing low riding jeans that were tight enough to show off her ass. Her top was a simple Tee that showed off her toned stomach to display the charm that hung from her belly-button piercing. Again Celestine sighed as Cameron came back with another set of drinks that were bought for her by men she honestly had no intention of spending any time with.
"So, I don't know exactly what's in these, but they taste good. Here have one." Cameron sat down as she slid the drink across to the table to Celestine, who looked down to the last drink Cameron brought them which was at best only half finished. Cameron watched Celestine simply look at the drink like it was an alien or something and shook her head.
"You are not having any fun at all are you?" Cameron asked Celestine.
"I'm Sorry Cameron but... no not really. I appreciate you taking me out and everything but... I'm just not feeling it tonight." Celestine replied apologetically. She knew she was being a downer, and that she was not following Cameron's script of how the night was supposed to be going.
"It is okay honey," Cameron said sliding up along side Celestine. "It's just I had hoped a change of scenery would help get your mind off that asshole. Plus, I was hoping we could tear up the club like we used to. You know, make everyone drool as we danced with each other." Cameron ended on a happier note.
It hadn't always been like this. Once not so long ago, Celestine loved the club scene. She and Cameron would always come and within moments they would end up with free drinks in their hands as guys tried to get into their skirts. It rarely led to anything more than that, but occasionally it would, usually with Cameron more then Celestine. Even at the height of fun while clubbing, Celestine rarely let loose to the extent where she would sleep with a complete stranger. Instead she was the level headed of the two young women, and made sure Cameron didn't get too out of control. Usually the two of them would dance just with each other because it was fun to be the center of attention, and they would end up leaving together.
"I know... I really am sorry... it's just... I was so stupid! Why didn't I see it? I mean normally I can spot them a mile away!" Celestine emoted as her voice rose with anger.
Cameron jumped in immediately. "Hey, it's not your fault at all! No one thought he was gay, not even Derrick saw it, and I'm pretty sure he holds the patent on Gaydar. I mean, everyone thought you two were dating for god's sake! Then that Fucking jackass pulls that shit!" Cameron fumed aloud, which made Celestine feel somewhat better, even though it made her remember how it all came crashing down.
Celestine had been spending a lot of time with Gabriel and much of it in romantic situations. There had been plenty of pecks on the cheeks, hugging and what have you. They went out to dinner almost regularly, and shared a great many interests. Hell, they even fought like a couple, much to Celestine's friends teasing. It all seemed to be going perfectly. Gabriel wasn't pushing for things to go fast like so many guys did, which suited Celestine just fine. She was curious of course, of what he was like in bed, but unlike Cameron, she had always been somewhat conservative, so she could wait a while.
Then, during a party where Celestine was planning on encourage things along and hopefully at least get him to make out with her, Gabriel came with what she assumed was a friend. Turns out it wasn't... Turns out it was his boyfriend, whom he wanted to introduce to his best friend Celestine. Stupefied, Celestine told him she didn't understand, that she thought the she and Gabriel were dating. Turns out she, along with everyone else at the party was wrong... Gabriel tried to apologize, saying he never meant to mislead her, and went on to explain that as they had become better and better friends, he realized he was not heterosexual. This of course didn't help, because it came out sounding very much like she had scared him gay... In the end he walked out on her, and hasn't talked to her since...
Still, despite the memory, Celestine shook it off and smiled to Cameron. "Enough about him, we came here to dance right?" Celestine downed her drink and stood up taking her friends hand. "So let's go dance. No more moping around for me tonight!" Celestine said, only half hoping that it would make her feel better, half faking it for her friend's sake. Cameron jumped up with her and they both rushed out to the dance floor.
Like always Cameron was dressed provocatively, but really, she probably didn't have to. She had a healthy set of breasts, a trim waist and a bottom that men would love to grope. Even in normal every day clothes, Celestine was convinced her friend would be the desire of many men. While they danced, the pair kept close to one another, but didn't crowd each other so much as to keep others from joining in for a short while. Cameron had no shortage of men trying to dance with her, which she happily allowed. During those times, "dancing" often devolved into making out to a degree. No clothes came off but groping most defiantly did. Celestine wasn't exactly short of suitors herself though. Like Cameron, she was trim and fit, and while her bottom wasn't as perfectly grope worthy, she was better endowed in the chest department. Her breasts were not ridicules, but they were more then a handful for most and unless she wore a sports bra, swayed and jiggled just enough to draw attention. To top it off, Celestine had a natural fiery mien of hair and green eyes to match. In a Nutshell, both women were quite beautiful. Regardless of appearances though, Cameron always came back to Celestine.
Until she didn't... she had been gone for over two songs, which was usually enough for Cameron to enjoy a dance and come back. Celestine, who had been avoiding dancing with men do to her dour mood, began to look about and eventually found Cameron standing near the bar with a fellow Cameron had gone to dance with. Both had fresh drinks in one hand, while the other hand was occupied exploring the other person. When Celestine came up Cameron smiled to her apologetically and introduced the two of them. Celestine could see why she had wandered off with him... he was quite attractive. Dark blond hair, strong looking shoulders and he seemed very fit. Unintentionally Celestine glanced down to his crotch and could already tell he was half hard, and given how Cameron was almost rubbing herself against him, Celestine could tell they were likely going to be leaving with each other. Celestine forced a smile to her best friend and gave her a nod, letting her know it was okay. They were supposed to be hanging out, but she wasn't going to cock block her best friend. Cameron smiled thankfully and then turned back to her new man friend, leaving Celestine to go get her things from their booth and leave.
On the way back to the booth she couldn't help but think about what Cameron was going to end up doing with him that night. Once before, Celestine and Cameron had taken someone back to Cameron's place, given that Celestine was driving it left Cameron and this man to their own devices during the ride, which made it difficult to drive because it was somewhat distracting. How Cameron still had her clothes on by the end of the ride, Celestine wasn't sure but somehow they all ended up in Cameron's apartment and ended up drinking more. Cameron and he began to make out again and when the clothes started coming off Celestine was getting up to leave. Thing was, she had gotten herself drunk and couldn't just drive off. She was going to call a cab but when the man asked if she wanted to watch, she found she couldn't leave, even though she knew she should.
Watching the two of them fuck was hypnotic, and surprising. Celestine knew Cameron enjoyed sex, but didn't expect that she liked it rough, and liked to be used. While they were fucking, Celestine tried not to start fingering herself, but found it was impossible. The dirty talk was enough to make her hot. The young stud called Cameron things that if were uttered anywhere away from the bed, likely would have resulted in a swift kick to the balls, yet in this setting, it only seemed to drive Cameron on. The two of them fucked like animals, Cameron begging to be fucked and abused, the stud driving into her harder and harder with each stroke. By the end, Celestine came almost as hard as the two of them...
Celestine shook her head clear of the raunchy thoughts, trying to ignore the heat spreading from her crotch. She cleared the crowd and got to her booth, but stopped as she realized someone was sitting in it along side her and Cameron's things. This someone turned out to be a man who appeared to be in his early twenties, much like Celestine was, she was about to chew him out for taking their booth but found that she was preoccupied looking at him. He was handsome... no... that word didn't really do what he was justice. Strikingly sexy would probably be a better description. 'Fuckably hot' would be even better... The first thing she noticed about him was his eyes... they appeared to be a hue of brown, so pale they were almost golden... The second thing that she noted was his smile: it was calm and relaxed, but held the sense that he knew something, and that he couldn't wait until whomever he was smiling at to figure it out. His short hair was black and looked soft as silk. Somehow Celestine wanted to run her fingers through it, and as she thought on it, she suddenly had images of this man screwing her, her bouncing up and down on his thick cock with her fingers running through his hair as she screamed for more.
She blinked and wobbled some, somehow losing her balance for a moment and catching herself on the table. Looking up again she saw he was firmly built and well muscled, but not so much so as to be unappealing. A clear complexion which seemed just lightly tanned. She again blinked and realized that she was leaning over the table and staring at him like a deer in the headlights and that some might think she was showing off her cleavage. Again trying to shake off the heat in her crotch she spoke as firmly as she could as she stood up strait. Yet she was surprised at how nervous her voice came out.
"This is my and my friend's booth, why are you sitting here?"
Her heart jumped when his smile seemed to grow a bit and was turned fully towards her, as if he was impressed with her. "It looked like it was open when I sat down. Sorry about that, but you'll notice that there are not exactly a lot of open places to sit." He waved his hand around the club as if to make a point, and eventually Celestine followed his motion, but it was difficult to tear her eyes away from him. Regardless of that he was right, the place was pretty packed. She also noticed more then a few eyes were pointing their way. Some looking to the man hungrily, others looking at her upset that she was talking to him first.
"Alright," she said, still surprised at how her voice was coming out. She wasn't usually nervous like this... maybe what happened with Gabriel had damaged her confidence... Normally she would be smooth and calm, but with this man she felt like she was in the ninth grade asking the high school quarterback out again. "I... I am just about to leave though... could you pass me my Jacket and Purse?" she asked nervously holding out her hand to take them from him.
He blinked once and cocked his head a little bit, apparently confused. A moment later he glanced down to the jackets and purses and then to her. "Which one is yours?" he asked with his smile still upon his lips.
Damn it Celestine thought to herself, cursing herself for some reason. Both her and Cameron's bags were very similar, only little things that the two of them could pick out would set the purses apart, which would be hard to describe and harder to see in the dim club if you didn't know what you were looking for. It was then that she realized she cared about what this man thought of her. Still she shook it off and began to enter the booth to pick out her things.
"S-Sorry about that. They are kind of similar so I'll just grab it." Did I really just stutter? Oh god really? Celestine thought to herself as she pulled the bags out and picked out which was hers. She didn't dare look back at him, fearing she couldn't take what she knew would be an incredulous stare. Instead, she began to look through her purse and make sure everything was still there...
"Hummm... Do you think I've stolen something from you?" he asked with prefect calm.
Celestine suddenly looked up to him startled and beginning to panic. "W-What?! No! No I don't think that at all!"
What she found when she met his eyes again was a little bit of amusement, but more then that, she found that his eyes were hungry... hungry for her. Lust wasn't appropriate... this was more controlled, at least for the moment. Still, she found she was getting wet at the thought of it... It was so unlike her, she wasn't usually so easily set off...
"Oh, I see." He replied easily, "it just kinda seems that way when you check your purse and everything. But hey, I suppose that makes sense, you don't know me after all. But I assure you, I wouldn't steal anything from your purse."
Celestine realized that she had missed it earlier, but this man had a sweet fragrance to him... She couldn't put her finger on what exactly it was, but she found herself leaning towards him and inhaling it slowly and savouring it.
"Are you okay?" he asked gently, but it was enough to snap her out of her daze, only to realize she had moved deeper into the booth and was sitting right beside him. He had an arm draped along the back of the booth behind her back and while he wasn't touching her, it almost felt like she was being pulled in by this man... Then again he hadn't put it up there when she moved closer, it had already been there.
"uh... yes... yes I think so." She replied slowly. Something was going on... the warmth from her cunt had spread over the majority of her body and while it was relaxing and felt good, it was keeping her from thinking clearly. Combined with this man's scent it was nearly impossible to make a coherent thought, other than tearing off his clothes and fucking him right here.
"I... I think I need to go..." Celestine said as she began to pull herself away from him. It was like trying to wade through sand, like something was trying to keep her in place. Regardless Celestine managed to stand up and get out of the booth, though she was panting by the time she was out.
"Can I ask your name before you go?" he asked and Celestine's heart skipped a few beats. He wants to know who I am?
"M-my name is Celestine ..." She managed to stammer out. But despite her stammering he smiled wide.
"Somehow that is a fitting name. My name is Tristan. Goodnight Celestine, I look forward to our next meeting." He said with perfect ease, and like that it was a sure thing they would meet again. Part of her desperately wanted that to be true... the rest knew something was wrong... and needed to get away.
She didn't reply to his words though... The farther she got away from him the more coherent her thoughts were becoming. But she was also becoming woozy as she moved away and found she was getting more and more dizzy with each step... She only made it about halfway to the doors when suddenly she found herself falling backwards after catching her foot on something.
But there was no stinging impact with the ground. Instead she found herself being lifted off her feet by a pair of strong arms. The world was spinning too fast to see who it was at first; all she knew was that she was being held up, and that there was a warm strong chest for her to bury her face into. As the spinning world began to slow down she found she was almost purring in delight... the warmth had returned and spread throughout her body and she couldn't recall exactly why she was resisting it in the first place... One of her hands slid down, trying to reach between her legs as she vaguely realized someone was walking while carrying her.
"Now now..." a familiar masculine voice said to her, "none of that just yet... You've surprised me so far with your resistance, though it has been a pleasant surprise... To think I would find someone like you here and one as beautiful too... I can't wait to get you alone... and explore all your hidden desires." His voice was gentle, almost caring, but something told what little there was left of her coherent mind that something that he was anything but those things...
The dim club turned into dark sky and from dark sky into the cabin of a truck... She had a short moment of respite after he put her in the passenger's side and walked around. She knew she had to get away, but something kept her there. She resisted the urge to accept the thing that kept her there was that she wanted him and fiercely... But her moment was lost when he got in and the warm haze rolled over her again... She could only manage to mumble out a few words...
"Wha-...What have you done to me? Did you drug me?" Her voice didn't seem to be her own... instead it was wanton and desperate...
"Drug you? No, not really. I entranced you... though I was only able to do that because you want me." He said with even confidence.
Celestine blinked. "En-... En-... Entranced me?" she was confused... it sounded like he was talking about magic... What madness was this? It was an age of smart phones and electric cars, magic wasn't real... "Magic is-...is- isn't real!" Celestine managed to get out.