Demonic Submission Ch. 02byTheLastChaosLord©
Hello again everyone. This is Demonic Submission Chapter 2.
Thank you for all the positive comments from the previous chapter, I'm glad that several of you have enjoyed it and looked forwards to this chapter.
This chapter will see the introduction of several new characters that will be prominent in the story as it goes on. Note that Celestine and Tristan are still the main characters, but beyond perhaps one or two others, I won't be putting names to other characters that may show up after this chapter.
Some of you may notice that I haven't filled in a lot of the background by the end of this chapter. If anything this chapter may raise more questions, which will be answered eventually. Please be patient as it's planned for chapter 3 and other future chapters. I've left questions open on purposes to get you wondering about the characters.
I hope you all enjoy it.
I'm always open to suggestions as well. Thanks again.
When Celestine awoke she realized that she was being carried by someone going up stairs. The sky was dark so she knew she was outside during the night, but more importantly, she also realized that the haze that had been clouding her mind so badly had lifted greatly... It was still there, but she could at least focus and think. Unfortunately when she focused and began to look around, she found Tristan was the one carrying her. She immediately began to try and squirm away before he could befuddle her with his magic... or drug her again as she still believed he had. Unfortunately she found much of her strength was gone, and all she could manage at the moment was to feebly push at his chest. So much for breaking free and booking it...
Tristan noticed the actions and paused before looking down to her with a slight smile. "Awake already hum? Very good, you can begin getting to know the place right away. Can you walk?" Celestine seemed floored that this man, who, in essence had just abducted and violated her, was talking to her like nothing had happened at all... regardless it meant he might let go of her, and that might be a chance to escape. But just as the thought formed in her mind a little voice in the back asked "why?". Trying to ignore the voice that would betray her she nodded to Tristan and he slowly set her down. Once she got to her feet she could feel the dampness that still coated her legs and crotch... She only vaguely recalled the experience before she passed out, but even that was enough to bring a rush of arousal that needed to be forced down.
Once on her feet Celestine looked about and found that she had to keep her eyes from popping out of their sockets. She found she was on the grounds of some moderately sized mansion... Specifically she was on the marble stairs leading up to what seemed to be the front door... Looking around she found that the grounds were quite large, and that the road leading to the edge of the grounds was at least two hundred meters... The lawn was immaculately cared for, and there were many statues adorning the gardens. Looking back to the building itself it appeared to be made of marble in some sort of Victorian-esk style... Looking closer though, she noticed that almost all the statues were of men and women who were either largely naked, completely naked, or in the process of coupling with a partner...She also noticed not all of them appeared to be human... but some seemed to bear horns or devilish tails...yet all were somehow beautiful...
As she stared in awe it seemed as if she could see the motions that the artists had pictured those captured in stone would be conducting, and she could almost hear the cries of passion and climax. As her imagination began to rev up she forced herself to tear her eyes away and look elsewhere. Unfortunately she looked strait back to Tristan who was watching her with an amused smile. She tried to control herself and glare back at him, but memories of him fingering her kept boiling up and made it hard to glare at him. Her thoughts were broken when he spoke up.
"Shall we?" he asked offering his elbow to her like he was a gentleman. She looked at it and forced a sneer, and walked past him trying to put on a huff. Really the little voice in her head nagged her to take his arm in thanks... However even her rebellion seemed to amuse him as he followed her up the stairs. She was still quite weak so the pace she could set wasn't exactly high. As Celestine climbed the stairs she found herself being greeted by two individuals: One a smallish woman, about 9 inches shorter than Celeste, and an overly tall man that was easily seven feet tall.
It took a moment for Celestine to realize it but both were quite beautiful in their own ways. The man was tall and strong, and held an air of authority that only came with the experience of ordering around subordinates. He had a prominent jaw and was bald save for the odd tattoos that crisscrossed across his scalp. Celestine tried to follow the lines of them, but found she couldn't for long... The woman, well the woman seemed to Celestine to be jail bait... At first glance she hardly seemed to be older then 18, but she had a full bosom and narrow waist, with a full bottom and pouty lips... her hair was black and glossy in a long braided ponytail.
A piece of Celestine looked to the woman almost with jealousy... who was she to be greeting Tristan? What was she to him? Horrified by the thoughts Celestine buried them under confusion and distrust... Both of them were dressed as if they were a butler and maid... the man in a black suit, which while near perfect, was also tight enough to reveal a strong frame underneath, and displayed the fact that his pants were quite full around his groin. The woman's garb was in the style of a maid, but designed to tempt... the skirt was very short, hardly even covering her crotch, and the top was cut so low her bust nearly fell out. Like the male, she had several tattoos, but they were far less dense in nature and seemed to draw attention to her tempting features.
As Celestine looked the small woman over, the maid seemed to flaunt her features as if to intimidate Celestine, arching her back to push out her breasts and the like. Despite herself, Celestine's blood boiled as she realized the little whore was trying to show her up. However Tristan's voice came from behind her before she was able to take any action against the sluttish maid.
"Now now Rena, there is no need for that. Celestine is my guest, and she will be accorded with the respect that a guest deserves. I hope I am clear?" His voice wasn't threatening, or even demanding, it was simply asking a question. Celestine watched as this 'Rena' woman considered her options, but a moment later she smiled pleasantly and curtsied to Tristan. "Of course my master, I will see to her every need." Rena looked up to Celestine with a polite smile. But Celestine could see in the small woman's eyes some jealousy and spite. Beyond that though there was mischievous curiosity as well.
"Claude," Tristan spoke up and the butler gave a slight bow. "See to it that Celestine's Room is prepared, and draw her a bath. I'm sure she'll wish to clean up after tonight's activities." Claude nodded once and crisply turned and disappeared into the mansion. Celestine blinked once and turned to Tristan trying to stoke her growing anger. It was the only thing keeping back thoughts of being taken again by this man who claimed to be a demon.
"Now you listen here!" Celestine barked, "I am not going to be staying here! I refuse to be your prisoner or captive or whatever it is you think you are going to call me. So either you let me go now or so help me I wi-" her angry words were cut off when Tristan spoke, somehow silencing her with but a light chuckle.
"You'll what? Please tell me, I'm curious how you plan on punishing me..." his voice was gentle and amused, but mostly it was intrigued. Celestine tried to think of something she could do to get back at this man. She could go to the police maybe? But then she had no idea where she was right now... or how long it had been since they had left the club. She had guessed it was the same evening but what if she was wrong? Still she racked her mind trying to think of something to do to him, something more immediate, and painful. But instead of images of punishing him, the only things that came to mind were thoughts of him taking her... Violently thrusting himself into her cunt... or stuffing his thick cock down her mouth before pulling out and cumming all over her face...
Celestine blinked, and tried to focus but found her mind was growing foggy again, and looked to Tristan accusingly. "Y-you... b-bastard... you are doing that thing again a-aren't you?" She couldn't even get all the words out clearly but he seemed to understand. He nodded gently before again offering her his arm to take. Still she resisted and tried to walk forwards on her own, but found she was stumbling before she got two more steps. Again, before she hit the ground Tristan caught her, and began helping her inside, an arm around her waist. Celestine's head lulled onto his shoulder and she couldn't help but inhale his intoxicating scent. It wasn't as powerful as it had been, and she was able to resist the urge to simply start tearing their clothes off, but only just...
As they went inside she hazily saw that the front hall was a large room with more of the sexual statues, each more provocative then the next. However her attentions were drawn away when she heard a light mewling coming from behind them. "M-master?" Rena's voice came out weakly. "I... I am sorry, but your power has affected me again..." Tristan paused and turned towards his maid with a slight smile, shaking his head gently but shrugging as if amused.
"No, I should apologize Rena, I forgot that Celestine requires me to exert more of my power then you are used too... Will you be able to manage?" While he was speaking, Tristan moved Celestine over to one of the lounging couches in the front hall. Celestine noted with some irritation that Rena was following him like a puppy... What irked her even more was the fact that the little slut had one hand under her skirt, and the other groping her own chest. Rena responded though.
"I don't think so master... I'm... I'm so hot... Please master, will you ease this pain I feel? Will you?" By now Rena was panting almost like a dog in heat, a trickle of wetness could be seen oozing down her legs and staining the long white stockings she wore. Celestine raged at the audacity of the request, but with the fog settled around her mind she couldn't focus that rage and sat weakly where she was, watching the interchange between them.
Tristan sighed but shrugged. "I suppose it has been a while... very well Rena I will al-" He paused mid sentence as Rena almost jumped with joy and moved over to one of the lounging chairs across from Celestine. Once there, she sat on the very edge and leaned back while pulling up her feet up to her head. This cause the already short skirt ride up further and revealed Rena's perfectly shaved pussy lips and ass. Celestine's breath caught as she watched the wonton display of Rena, seeing the small woman's already swollen pussy as she apparently wore no undergarments. "Please master," Rena begged. "Fuck Rena's naughty pussy... Take your fuck stick and ram it in and stir up Rena's insides!" Celestine watched enthralled at Rena's actions. Yes, she found the little tramp detestable, but the wanton lust in her voice was not utterly unlike the one in the back of Celestine's mind...
"You want me to fuck your sopping cunt do you?" Tristan asked as he stepped over and laid his hand on her bare pussy and began to mead the sensitive flesh there. Yet despite the words uttered, Tristan's tone was relaxed, almost like he was talking about nothing more interesting then the weather. Rena moaned at his touch and nodded vigorously. Tristan continued. "You want me to fuck you out of your mind, and leave you a shivering wreck?" Celestine quaked at his words... Rena was asking Tristan to ruin her, all for the sake of sating her desires... She didn't think about tomorrow or anything except this moment and the thought of Tristan's cock deep inside her.
"You want me fill you to the brim with my cum and impregnate you?" Tristan asked with a smile that sent a jolt like ice water down Celestine's back... Rena snapped a response out quickly. "Yes Master! Fuck me and pour your hot cum into my womb! Let me bear your children! Please!" Rena begged as one hand reached down to her pussy and spread her wet lips for Tristan to see into her. The question of impregnating Rena seemed only to drive her own all the more, as if it bore special meaning beyond simply spilling his seed inside her. Tristan only chuckled and shrugged reaching for his belt. Rena begged him to hurry, and Celestine found herself leaning further and further forwards in her chair, waiting for him to reveal himself. But Tristan suddenly paused and she realized he was looking to her.
"Humm... perhaps it is inappropriate to do this in front of our guest?" He asked with perfect ease. In response Rena wailed and whimpered. "But Master!" she whined but a single look from Tristan silenced her, and a moment later he looked to Celestine and spoke. "Of course if our guest does not mind waiting for us to finish before we she is seen to her room, I don't see a problem." He left it to Celestine to decide if Rena would be fucked... be ruined by him... It took a moment for her to realize it as her heart thundered in her ears... Celestine glanced to Rena, who looked back to her with begging and pleading eyes...
Celestine eventually stammered out, "I... I don't mind... I will just leave you two it..." She began to get up on weak legs, which protested her leaving. Her responsible and sensible side told her to take this opportunity to flee, but the rest of her, which seemed to be growing, was demanding she stay and watch. However the choice was robbed of her when Tristan spoke. "Oh but my dear, I think I would prefer an audience in this instance... wont you stay and watch?"
Celestine looked to him confused, and upset... His words brought back memories of Cameron being fucked in front of her very eyes, and how hot it made her... Before she even realized it she was sitting down and staring... Tristan smiled and nodded before looking to Rena, who was panting so hard it was a wonder she didn't pass out... "Please Master! Please fuck me with your thick cock! I can't stand being empty anymore!"
Celestine watched as Tristan's hands moved to his belt and pulled the strap out. Following that he undid the button of his pants and let them drop to the floor. Celestine and Rena both gasped as they saw that first he wasn't wearing anything underneath the pants, and then second watching his thick cock becoming firm... Even soft he was at least quite impressive... The two women watched as he slowly began to stroke himself hard and Celestine gapped at the size of him... He was at least 9 inches long now... and several inches thick... Looking at Rena, Celestine wondered how on earth it would fit inside the small woman. Her thoughts were broken as Rena pleaded with Tristan to hurry.
All her cries were silenced however as he aligned himself with her sopping pussy and began grazing it with the mushroom head of his cock. Before he ripped into her though, Celestine noticed that Tristan was looking to her with a slightly amused look to his eyes... as if he was waiting for something... It only took a moment or two as Celestine wrestled with herself before finally giving in, and nodded only once to Tristan... showing him that she wanted him to continue.
Tristan slowly began to enter Rena, just getting the head of his cock into her wet cunt. Once that was done, he looked to Rena and grinned viciously before stabbing himself into her as deeply as her body would allow. There was enough force behind it that it made the chair he was fucking her on skid back a few inches. Rena cried in ecstasy as he bottomed out in her with several inches still sticking out, grinding her insides violently. The small woman was panting as hard as she could, as she watched her masters cock pull back again and then thrust in once more, forcing himself even deeper now, and threatening to rip her apart. But that didn't seem to dissuade her.
"MUUMMM!!! Thank you Master! Thank you so much for fucking my dirty cunt! Thank you for the opportunity to be your cock sock! Please, PLEASE, harder. Break me in two! Impale me on your scalding cock! Mark my cunt forever yours! Mark it with your hot spunk!" Rena continued to cry her thanks as Tristan continued to fuck her deep and hard. Celestine watched as Rena began to buck to meet her master's thrusts, as if trying to force him even deeper. By now words were lost to her; the only thing that came from her lips was lusty panting, throaty moans and whimpering that only begged for more.
Celestine watched from her perfect position, trying to resist the urge to touch herself but failing miserably. One hand was inside her pants playing with her clit and pussy, still sticky from when she had cum before. The other hand was in her shirt playing with her breasts and tweaking her already erect nipples. She watched each stroke slam in only to pull out again... She was transfixed on his thick hard cock, covered in Rena's cunt juice. She was startled however, when Tristan reached for Rena's top, and ripped it open and off her like an animal. Buttons popped and rolled away on the hard floor, revealing her large breasts and erect nipples. Rena, seeing this grasped her large tits and offered them to her master, to suckle or bite as he saw fit...
Tristan did not set aside such an opportunity and immediately latched his mouth upon one of Rena's erect nipples and began to pull at it as he suckled. His thrusts had changed from pulling almost all the way out, to short stabs. Each of the rapid thrusts set Rena screaming, and Celestine realized that Tristan was grinding against one of her G-spots. Celestine also realized now that she was panting too... not as hard as Rena, but the sight of Tristan fucking her was mashing one of her buttons...
Tristan only suckled for a short while before he moved to the other tit. This time however he bit hard into the soft flesh and Rena screamed in pain and arousal. Celestine didn't notice it at first, but as Tristan feasted on Rena's breasts, it began to click. Rena's eyes were glowing a dark purple... But they hadn't always been... they were brown before. What's more, the tattoos that Rena bore glowed a pale red, and almost seemed to be moving of their own volition. Rena wasn't human... Despite the horrifying realization, Celestine couldn't look away, nor did the heat in her cunt that demanded attention dim at all. When Tristan was finished, he leaned back and withdrew almost fully from Rena's pussy. Just looking at Rena, Celestine could see she was on the cusp of a shattering orgasm. Looking to Tristan, Celestine again found him looking to her, and smiling, catching her in the act as she fingered herself wantonly. She was immediately ashamed... He was getting what he wanted... and he knew it. Yet despite this, the voice in the back of her mind told her to keep going... to bring herself to climax... Celestine tried to stop thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy, but couldn't, and could only watch waiting for him to stab into Rena once more...
She didn't have to wait for long, as Tristan turned back to the shuddering Rena and invaded her pussy once again. Rena gasped and then began to shake almost violently as the orgasm crashed over her... Tristan could feel her pussy squeezing and pulling at his cock with an almost iron grip, trying to drive it deeper and deeper, even though there was nowhere else left to go. He could feel her body desperately trying to milk his seed from his cock and spill deep into her womb, but Tristan was not finished yet... he was an incubus, a demonic incarnation of lust... This was hardly enough to satisfy him.