Demonic Submission Ch. 04byTheLastChaosLord©
Hello again everyone!
I hope you have enjoyed the story thus far. I know chapter 3 didn't have that much in the way of erotic content, but it was more to get a lot of the background information out there. Hopefully this chapter will be more satisfying in that regard.
This chapter starts its focus on Rena and a glance at her true demonic form and exactly how vicious and hateful she can be. Further, we will see a bit of Celestine's past in this chapter, which will hopefully bring to light some of the issues she has but with a twist shortly after.
Again, I am always open to comments and suggestions. I know I am hardly the best writer in the world but it's encouraging to hear you all like what you are reading. Also, any suggestions or ideas for what could happen are always welcome. I have a loose ending in my mind, but getting there is still going to require a lot of work.
Hope you all enjoy this chapter.
Tristan sat lounging in his throne as he heard the sounds of Rena changing into her true form and disappearing down the halls of his manor, leaving her tattered clothes behind her. He pondered what he had done and knew that Claude wouldn't exactly appreciate it later, but like the perfect Kavakas Demon he was, he would not complain. Instead he would simply point out what would need to be done to remedy the situation and any concerns he may have. Tristan knew he would appear from the shadows in a few moments, but for now, he pondered his recent actions and their potential consequences... His thoughts slowly turned towards Celestine however, and he found himself excited for sleep... Tonight he would step into her dreams. Partly to see what she might dream about after this initial experience, and see if he could twist them to his ends...
It was nearly dawn now, and Tristan had just finished pouring his potent cum into the womb of one of the serving demons of his household. Earlier in the evening Tristan had planned on simply taking Rena and then turn in for the night. However something made his libido boil up only a short while later and he felt the need to bury himself in a woman again. Seeing the opportunity to goad Rena's rage and continue her punishment for past failings that didn't really matter, he ensured she would be present while ploughed the young demonic servant.
Once he was finished he told the young demoness to take her leave and once she was gone he looked to Rena and observed while she literally shook in rage. She had her eyes cast down and was biting her lower lip to keep herself from screaming out. He spied a small line of blood running down her chin and was pleased to see Rena was at the point of exploding.
"Rena." He said gently as he lounged naked in his throne.
Rena slowly looked up to meet his gaze. Her eyes blazed in a dark purple glow, her pupils were narrow slits. Tristan hat to keep himself from smiling as he could see her grasp on her human form was already beginning to slip... Rena didn't reply of course, she couldn't. At the moment the only thing that might escape her lips would be a howl of rage. So Tristan spoke for them both...
"Do you hate me for what I've done?" He asked gently and almost apologetically.
Rena's eyes went wide for a moment and she quickly shook her head no. No matter her rage, Rena couldn't hate him. She wasn't actually even capable of it any more. Too much of his soul was within her... To her, this man was perfect in every way, and anything that was happening was either her own fault, or much more likely, the fault of the servant that just left. Then again Tristan knew that was how Rena felt, but it still helped to reinforce it now and again.
"I'm glad to hear that." Tristan said before taking a long pause. But eventually he spoke again. "Do you hate her?" He asked calmly.
Rena nodded once, and Tristan could see her body tensing as if ready to pounce.
"Do you want to kill her? Rip into her soft flesh and maim her? Spill her blood and consume her soul?" Tristan asked with growing intensity, trying to add fuel to the fire that was Rena's wrath by giving her images to focus on.
Rena's voice came out harsh and sharp. "Yes."
"You want to vent your rage at her?"
"You want the world to shudder, as your wrath sweeps over her?"
"YES!!" Rena howled at the top of her lungs, making the chamber echo.
Rena's response wasn't with words, but with a bestial bellow that made Tristan very pleased. She didn't look back as she hurled herself towards the exit, her body already twisting into its true form, the curtain of her human shape disappearing under her own wrath and rage as she vanished into the dark. Tristan leaned back into his throne as he thought what this would bring... She would consume the soul of the servant demon and grow stronger which was perfectly fitting for one who served him so dutifully.
Rena thundered through the halls of the mansion, her heart set ablaze with rage and hate. She no longer was hiding herself in the human form she wore to please Lord Durial, and instead appeared in her true form as a lean bipedal predator. While only slightly taller, Rena's body was a mass of dense muscle and strained tendon and slightly hunched. She still did have an impressive bust and perk ass, but the layers of muscles drew attention away from those assets. Her fingers were no longer soft and gentle looking, but instead were covered in hard bone like plating that ended in barbed claws. What's more, her arms were quite a bit longer now... long enough that if she absolutely needed to, she could drop to all fours and reach speeds that rivaled any predator on the planet. Her legs and feet were designed for sprinting, much like that of a cat or wolf's hind legs, her knees having reversed already. From her brow two sets of curved horns sprouted and curled forwards, as if to impale any foe she ran headlong into. Her maw was full of short sharp teeth, made to rip and tear and cause as much pain as possible. Her eyes blazed in a purple haze as her black hair now shone as if drenched in blood. Her skin had gone from pale to very dark tan, which have numerous small curved bony spikes protruding out.
Rena was on the hunt, and the target of her wrath was not far. Part of her exalted in this, the blind pursuit of venting her rage upon the world, as she had regularly before Lord Durial claimed her as his own after winning her from her previous master. This was what she was built to do... to run down her foes and tear them asunder while she feasted on their souls ripe with wrath and pain. She could smell her target as she turned another corner. The musk of sex still hanging from her...
Rena didn't know her name... she didn't fucking care what it was. All she knew was that the bitch had gotten something Rena wanted, something she deserved. In the small part of Rena's mind that was rational, she knew that this too was part of her punishments... her master had forced her to watch while he took another one of the maids, probably at random, and coupled with her until he spilled his seed within her. The maid of course didn't understand what was going on and didn't care. She was potentially receiving the seed of a demonic lord, and potentially bearing him a child. For a young demon that was like a dream come true as it was almost a guarantee of at least some increase in status. It was one of the reasons Rena desired it so strongly as well, but there was more to it then that. Rena honestly believed she was the best suited to bear her lords' offspring. Honestly believed that anyone else simply wasn't strong enough or as willing to please him as she was.
It was because of these things that Rena's rage was stoked into an inferno. And it was because of these things she was going to butcher the young servant demon...She turned another corner and spotted her target. In an instant the world went red, and Rena hurled herself into the air at her target. The young demoness was quick though, and managed to avoid most of the blow. But that was enough, Rena had already won...
Rena's claws had scratched the other demon, drawing blood and caused pain. Pausing only long enough to exert her own powers, Rena watched as the serving demons face quickly go from one of confusion and fear, to rage and hate. It was easy to force pained confusion into blind rage, especially for a demon like Rena who excelled in turning others emotions and desires into anger and the urge to murder. What's more, it forced the servant to focus on a sphere of power different from what she may have been accustomed to, which limited her power greatly. Rena let out a low rumble at the servant as her opponent shed her mortal form. Unlike Rena however, her natural body was much like that of a humans. She bore short horns and a whip like tail exposed itself from her lower back. The tail would be the most dangerous, as at its end was a venomous tip meant to paralyze the target in euphoria and bliss. Long slender talons grew from her fingers as well as she hissed at Rena.
Rena could feel the rage and hate emanating from her foe like waves and it empowered her. Now her foes' soul would be tainted with wrath, making it far more appetizing... Rena moved to strike, but was forced to dodge the lightning strike of her foe's tail. Twice more the barbed stinger lashed out and again Rena was able to avoid the crippling sting. The third time though, Rena' snapped out and caught the tail, tugging it and swinging her opponent around like a rag doll, slamming her against the walls and floor. Eventually Rena let her drop to the ground and pounced on her tearing into her with claws, horns and teeth, before stabbing her clawed hand into the demoness's chest and ripping out her heart.
Rena brought the vital organ to her mouth and began to suck on the ripped out arteries as the life blood poured down her naked form. Even as the other demon lay dying under Rena, she saw her soul being pulled from her torn out heart and being consumed by Rena. It didn't take long... and by the time Rena had consumed the last vestiges of the other demons soul, she found that her wrath had not been sated... which only made her angrier... What was worse was that the only thing to take it out on was the dead corpse... Hardly enough, but Rena didn't have anything else. This too stoked her rage and it quickly spiraled out of control...
By the time Rena's anger had played itself out, the hallway looked like a bomb had gone off inside it... Floors and carpets had been torn up, and what wasn't torn up was coated in gore. Bones ripped from the body had been tossed away with such force that they had been imbedded in the walls and ceiling or simply hurled through, leaving gaping holes. Every square foot of wall, floor and ceiling was painted red within five feet of the now ruined body. Rena looked at her handiwork indifferently, uncaring about the carnage she had sown now that it was complete. Turning away she began to leave the site for Claude to deal with later.
Rena spied one of the other maids peeking around a corner with several of the others and barked at her to come forwards. Grinning Rena saw that they were all terrified, and rightly so, still they did as they were told by the much more powerful demon. Rena looked them over and realized they were all taller then her, as she shrunk down back to her human form. Oh well, it would have to do.
Rena reached out and began forcefully tearing the clothes away from several of the other demons, leaving them roughed up and half naked once she was done. They could have objected, but they didn't. Rena was only one of the maids because she chose to dress like them, and because she believed it pleased Lord Durial. She didn't do a lot of actual work, unless Claude requested it, or her lord told her too. Even then, she often bullied others into doing her tasks and then reaped the rewards herself.
Regardless, now that she was at least partially clothed with tattered bits Rena began to skip happily towards her own chambers. She would get some of her actual clothes before going to Celestine's room to stand guard. The fact that she was soaked head to toe with gore didn't seem to weigh into her mind at all, or the fact that the scarps of clothes she wore hardly covered her at all.
True to form, Claude appeared within Tristan's main hall only a few moments after Rena left. Glancing towards him, Claude gave a light bow to his lord and then offered a house coat to Tristan. Tristan put the coat on and loosely tied it up before taking a deep breath and letting out a satisfied sigh. Eventually he spoke. "Alright Claude, out with it." He wasn't angry, but simply putting voice to his urge to get over the report.
"As you wish my lord. I notice that you have riled up Rena's rage. I assume she is hell bent on killing someone? I do hope it is not Miss Celestine; I would hate to see the work I've put in thus far be wasted. You know I take pride in all my works, especially those done in your name." Claude was perfectly respectful in his tone and manner. Though if anyone else in his household had questioned Tristan's actions, they probably would have had their lives ended at the very least. Claude was an exception, in that Tristan relied on his practical and almost callous views of things at times, even if he didn't agree with them all the time.
"Indeed she is off to kill, but it isn't Celestine. It is one of the maids from the west hall, though I must admit I do not recall her name." Tristan said casually as he retook his seat. Claude nodded and moved up to be fully in front of Tristan.
"I see. Is there some reason for this my lord, or has Rena simply given into a fit of anger simply for the sake of it?" Claude smiled lightly at his own question. As behaved as Rena had learned how to be, the concept of her doing exactly what he described was not foreign idea to him. Further, he could recall at least two other occasions where Rena had butchered someone simply for the sake of it. Tristan smiled back at his loyal butler.
"No, I gave her a reason... I forced her to watch as I had sex with the maid in question. I even went as far as to spill my seed inside her. But before you ask, I only did it because I planned on loosing Rena on her. It has been too long since she has been allowed to exert her powers, and I do not want her rage to wane."
"Of course my lord, I shall see to the clean up once she is finished. However I must bring up that if this continues, even at the sparse rate it has been so far, it may become more difficult to attract future servants to your household. Many demons, even weaker younger ones, will have difficulty rationalizing serving a lord who allows them to occasionally be torn apart by a Wrath demon. Which I must also point out is something your enemies may use against you."
Tristan looked to Claude curiously before speaking. "Are you suggesting that I get rid of Rena? That I kill her and consume her soul completely even after all the work you and I have put into teaching her how to behave outside of a fighting pit or off the battlefield? If that is the case, I must say that is cold, even for you." Claude chuckled and shook his head.
"Of course not my lord. Personally I take great pride in the success we've had with that wild creature, and I know you do too. Besides that fact, she is a powerful demon, and has actually grown stronger for our education rather then weaker as many might expect. Instead of being a creature of only a single sphere, she has expanded into lust and to a much lesser degree envy, even if she doesn't realize it." Tristan listened to his explanation but eventually replied calmly.
"She wishes to bear my children Claude, desperately so at times. I think she has convinced herself that she would be the only worthy to do so in the whole world. While I am pleased to know she thinks this, it also worries me. As far as I was aware we never taught her anything about child bearing, and even instinctually it's a bit of a stretch to assume she would understand it completely. So unless you gave her a private lesson..." Tristan let his suggestion hang in the air for a moment and Claude nodded quickly.
"Indeed Lord Durial, I did instruct her that it was possible for her to bear children. I was hoping to insight a measure of pride within her, though I must admit so far it hasn't taken well. She wants it more because she feels it would make her more important to you and the honest belief that she could successfully do it, despite the dangers. I hope I did not overstep myself. If I have I will accept any punishment you wish to lay upon my head." Claude said bowing to Tristan again.
Tristan listened passively and once Claude was finished he nodded lightly. "No punishment will be necessary Claude. There is no reason for it after all. If anything this is a positive result, as I have another handle to control her. Plus, it leads her to even more carnal acts in an attempt to please me. There are days the lust literally radiates from her. So much so I have to wonder if she is actually using demonic powers based within the sphere of lust." Claude nodded at Tristan's suggestion and responded.
"It is possible my lord. There have been occasions when she has left the premises of her own volition and gone hunting for souls to consume. Usually she targets the wrathful and angry, but there has been at least two occasions that I know of when she has used her sex appeal to lure in victims and consumed them while riddled with lust. As far as I am aware she doesn't consume them after conducting sex, but before. Perhaps she doesn't want to risk impregnation from a human."
Tristan understood that. Impregnating a human or impregnation by a human was a potential way for demons to reproduce, but it was a slow and taxing process. The offspring usually grew up at the pace of a normal mortal, and that put them in a great deal of danger from both their parents and other demons. Fortunately for him lust demons almost always had control over how virile they were or how receptive their bodies were to the seed of males and could prevent it from occurring. But being a wrath demon, Rena was less fortunate, at least for now. Still, he was pleased to know she was consuming lustful souls, as it would broaden her powers and desires.
Tristan however turned the discussion to a completely different direction. "What of Celestine my friend, what do you think of her?"
Claude pondered that for a long moment but eventually spoke. "She is a unique prize my lord. She is beautiful but isn't quick to flaunt it, a rare commodity these days, though I personally think that quality adds to her attraction. I would even hazard a guess that she doesn't quite understand her full beauty, or is afraid to admit it to herself. Further she seems to be made of sterner stuff then most mortals. She continued to ask questions about her situation even when it would frighten most mortals away. I must admit the pride I feel as the teacher as she seems to be learning quickly." Claude said smiling lightly. Tristan chuckled back, knowing he had chosen the right teacher for Celestine. It gave Claude a chance to flex his pride, while he was specific enough to be a great teacher for her.
"I must ask however, what are my lord's intentions?" Claude asked carefully. It was rare that he wasn't able to discern Tristan's intent, and right now he had no idea what his master was up to. Allowing Celestine to ask questions as she pleased was odd enough, but to answer them all truthfully was a complete surprise for Claude.
Tristan looked to his friend and pondered the question himself. Eventually he shrugged. "I intent to corrupt her, but beyond that, I have no idea. It is clear to me she strives for constant self control, and denies herself a great deal of pleasure because of it. I plan on destroying that control and turning her into a wanton vixen willing to allow others control her as well as dominate others. However, somehow I feel as if there is something more at work then me setting aside a fruit to ripen before plucking it and consuming it. But enough of intentions and what have you. I am a creature of spontaneity, and long winded plans in matters like this hold no desire for me. Instead I wonder if you have noticed it yet Claude, or if it is perhaps my imagination." Tristan looked to Claude wondering if he had come to a similar conclusion as himself.