Demonic Submission Ch. 16byTheLastChaosLord©
Hello again all.
This chapter primarily deals with Celestine trying to confront Tristan, and coming to terms with what has happened to her over the last day and some. Not overly much erotica in this chapter, but I think it is important for the story. If anything we see a shift in Celestine's resistance from simple passive resistance to actively seeking a way to beat Tristan. As to how exactly, you'll have to read to find out. I don't know how I feel about this chapter. There are some things I like but others I'm iffy on. But as I can't think of any other way of putting it, this is what we get.
I've had a few questions and requests recently for this story to elaborate some on what Fell Born are. However I want to make it clear that I've left it vague and unclear for now for a couple of reasons. Chief amongst them is the fact that the demons are not entirely sure what the fell born are either. All they have are stories from past generations.
I will eventually elaborate on what they are in time, but that won't be for a little while yet. I'm hoping it will come up in two or three chapters but we'll see.
Several people have also expressed that I should find an editor. I again admit that I'm hardly skilled when it comes to correct grammar and spelling. The issue I have with this is that I don't have the vaguest idea as to where to find one. I know literotica has an editor system but I don't have a clue how it works. I'm open to ideas and suggestions if anyone has any.
Here is the next chapter in my story and I hope you all enjoy.
Claude entered his lord's study and saw that Lord Durial was currently looking out the wall sized window that dominated one side of the study... He wasn't drinking at least, which was a positive in Claude's eyes. The last time he had found his lord here alone, Lord Durial had already polished off half a bottle of liquor strong enough to kill most mortals and put most demons under the table after a few swigs. Then again, Lord Durial had gotten him to drink his fair share that night too so he wasn't like he could criticize... That said however, Claude knew his lord... he was contemplating something.
Claude knocked gently on the door frame to announce his presence. He knew his master probably already knew that he was there, but it was protocol. Durial turned to Claude and smiled to his butler. "You'll ever get over doing that will you?"
Claude shook his head. "No my lord I don't believe I shall." Claude returned his lord's smile, but it was troubled, and Tristan saw that quickly.
"There is something bothering you Claude." Tristan simply stated, already knowing that Claude would speak if Claude felt that he needed to know. Claude seemed to pick his words carefully as pondered, though eventually he spoke.
"Indeed... Forgive me for bringing this up yet again my lord but..." Claude glanced over his shoulder slightly, as if worried something may be there listening... but he continued regardless. "...Miss Celestine... I don't think it is wise for us to keep her alive... I know she is a side project of yours my lord, but I also know that you were... less then successful earlier this evening... Beyond that though I fear her influence is growing. Earlier this eve I had resolved myself to keep a distance from her... Yet within moments of talking to her, she coaxed me into a sense of ease... Something about her is..." Claude grasped for words, trying to think of something appropriate.
"Disarming?" Tristan asked and Claude looked to him surprised that he understood... Still the butler nodded once and Tristan sighed slightly. "She is indeed that. The disquieting thing about it is that she isn't even aware of it. If she was she might be able to control it, or we could see if she was using it against us or not... But like this, it is surprisingly effective." Tristan didn't sound threatened, but simply seemed to be in a expressing a point.
Claude soon spoke up again though. "Indeed. I doubt that Miss Celestine is intentionally trying to use her quirks against us, but frankly it is unsettling at times. I do not know how much longer we can tolerate it. It the other demons in your employ begin to grow closer to her, they might catch on and that could cause trouble later down the road for you."
Tristan shrugged. "I doubt that anyone I have under my employ would betray me. Then again we are demons, so I suppose I should be less trusting in that regard... Still, I have to have some measure of faith in my people. Beyond that though, I doubt Celestine would attempt to get close to many of them... Beyond those she already knows anyway."
Claude sighed. "But what happens if her powers start affecting us at random? You know the stories about the Fell Born even better then I do. But despite that we only have theories as to what actually sets her powers off. Nothing concrete or anything we can test without putting ourselves in danger." Claude reasoned.
Tristan again shrugged. "It doesn't matter... If it becomes too much I'll handle it Claude, but until then we'll leave it be. This has gone too far for me to simply kill her out of the sake of my own safety."
"But... my lord..." Claude began carefully. "You didn't succeed tonight... she ultimately resisted and turned you down... I understand why you didn't force the issue... If you had, the chance of igniting a new wave of hunger for souls within you would be too high... But that is part of my point! Using your powers, indeed any us who use our powers on her, holds too great a risk!" Claude implored.
Tristan shook his head. "That is part of the reason I am doing this Claude... As demons we rely on our powers in almost every situation, we expect that we will always have the advantage. That we'll always come out on top against mortals... Frankly? That's boring as fuck... Sure it's fun playing with your food now and again, but having some measure of a challenge is fantastic... Am I angry I was denied tonight? Of course I am. Could I have forced the issue? Yes, I could have, just like when I actually did get to fuck her. Though that was a special case... Do you know why I used my powers on her in that instance Claude?" Tristan asked, curiosity growing in his voice.
Claude frowned and tried to ponder the reasoning, and eventually spoke up. "I can imagine a few reasons... though the most obvious would be that you got tired of waiting for her to break."
Tristan smiled lightly. "Indeed that would be a perfectly logical and reasonable answer. But I have to tell you it isn't the case, or at least that it is not the only reason. I won't deny that the idea of drilling into her sex drove me to the limit of my restraint... But the primary reason I did it was because she wanted me to do it..."
Claude frowned. "I'm confused my lord. My understanding was that she declined... and that was why you had to use your powers."
"Correct." Tristan began. "She wanted it, but she couldn't accept that she wanted it... Hence why she said that it would only happen if I used my powers... It was an out for her, even if she didn't realize it. Maybe she subconsciously gave me the opportunity or maybe she simply denies that she really meant for it to happen that way now that she looks back on it. Regardless, I forced what she wanted onto her, and as a result, gave her a taste of it. As much as she might try, she'll never forget that experience, and it will plague her mind for the foreseeable future."
Claude followed along and nodded when Tristan was finished, before he spoke up himself. "So, by doing this, and by creating the memory of the experience for her, she will be tempted by the memory in the future."
"Exactly. But beyond that, the question of whether or not she acted as she did entirely because of my power, or because that is part of whom she really is will cross her mind. She'll resist the notion at first... but as the memories plague her, she'll inevitably have to ask herself if it is the truth or not. But the only way to be sure however is to test the theory, which is what happened this evening." Tristan said grinning to himself.
"But... my lord... She denied you tonight. Won't this prove to her that it was your powers that made her sex crazed in the first incident, versus it really being who she is? I apologize but... this seems like it was a failure, even if it was well plotted out." Claude didn't want to discourage his master... Then again he doubted that he even could. Tristan was surprisingly determined at times, despite his seemingly whimsical nature.
"Hum... is it? No... I don't consider tonight a failure. You see Claude, even if Celestine denied me, it doesn't mean that the end result won't be the same..." Tristan paused as he considered what had happened. "She tried to egg me on Claude.... No... 'Tried' is wrong. She did egg me on. More then that she stoked the fires of my libido into an inferno that burned for her. She resisted at first, specifically to see that happen... She wasn't afraid after I kissed her; instead she was horny and ready to fuck. But it wasn't enough... She could tell I was just playing with her... That I wasn't mad with lust over her... But she wanted me like that... She wanted me to become un-controllably aroused over her... So she did exactly what it would take to get that to happen, what she knew would cause it to happen. She knows that her resistance only drives me on, and she used it to make me take what I wanted... She used it to spur me into conquering her and simply overwhelm any of her resistance."
"In essence Claude, Even if in the end she said 'no', she will be forced into accepting that she enjoys being controlled. That it is in fact one of the greatest means to arouse her..." Tristan finished looking to his friend to see how he felt about it.
"... That... may be the case my lord... but then why did she say no when you broached the subject to her? Indeed I have to ask why you did such a thing at all my lord?" Claude asked, clearly not fully convinced.
Tristan chuckled slightly embarrassed. "It was a bit of a flub on my part wasn't it? I should have just taken her and been happy with that... but no, I had to get all greedy and try and corrupt her completely..." Tristan sighed before continuing. "Looking back on it, I asked for two reasons... The first was because I wanted her to accept it... completely and utterly. If she had said yes, she would have had no ground to stand on in the future... She couldn't claim that I used my powers or anything... she would have to admit it was her, and nothing more. That it was her own desires that led her to accepting me. The second reason, is because I wanted to accent the significance of the decision she was about to make... I wanted her to realize that by doing this, she was giving in... That I had won the last battle in our war for her desires... That I had conquered her last hold out..." Tristan said amused at his own words.
"That still leaves the question as to why she said no..." Claude reminded him slightly amused by his enthusiasm.
"Ah yes... that." Tristan shrugged. "I don't know why she said 'no' Claude... I honestly don't. She might have remembered something that convinced her not to or something that that manner, but ultimately she did... But that doesn't matter so much. When I left she was left feeling empty and unsatisfied. But beyond that she was left with the realization that she truly did want it, even if her morals and way of life told her it was wrong. I could see that she regretted her decision almost immediately after making it, though at the same time I don't feel that she would have changed it if given the chance that evening." Tristan reported calmly. When Claude cocked his head Tristan continued. "She tried telling me that if I used my powers on her she wouldn't be able to resist. She wanted to have it happen without giving in... However this proves that last night was similar, even though she didn't go to such extremes to excite me. This will force her to acknowledge that last night and tonight was entirely an attempt to let me into her pants without her giving up her morals or pride... It's a self delusion that has been shattered now, and she won't be able to be used again. Beyond that, now that she realizes it was a self delusion, she can't deny how she feels."
Claude pondered his words for a long moment and nodded lightly. "It makes a degree of sense my lord. And I must admit it is a fine trap you maneuvered her into. I can only see one alternative to giving into you when the end eventually comes." Claude said easily.
"Oh? And that is?" Tristan asked cheerfully, wondering what fault Claude found in his plan.
"Such forced epiphanies might shatter her psyche, causing her to lose her mind entirely... In that instance no one wins but... You see where my concern comes from." Claude answered as frankly as he could.
Tristan stared at his friend and realized that he wasn't wrong... If he pushed Celestine much harder she might just break... And not in the good way either... She would be ruined if her mind simply fractured and her sanity was lost.... Tristan fell into his chair and grumbled. "Damn it... That's going to take some figuring..."
"I apologize for raising the negative point my lord." Claude said with a slight smile to his features.
"No no... You were right to do so. I was too focused on the steps she has taken forwards to realize that I was leading her onto thin ice... It is good that you reminded me... I believe I would be quite pissed with myself if I broke her... What's worse, I think I've seen some symptoms starting to form already..." Tristan said unhappily.
"My lord?" Claude asked, confused by his masters words.
"I'm not surprise you've not noticed it Claude... She tries very hard to keep it hidden. I've only seen it rarely, and usually I'm distracted and don't focus on it... I don't claim to be an expert on the human psyche, but I've heard her mumbling to herself. Beyond that I've seen her stare off at nothing, as if listening to someone unseen and unheard by the rest of us..." Tristan elaborated. He was not worried, as much as he was contemplating what could be done to prevent further damage.
Claude wondered too but spoke up first. "This is... problematic. We can't simply take her to a human specialist as the information needed for a proper diagnosis would result in information about us being leaked out. That would result in clean up and likely a fair amount of collateral damage..."
Tristan nodded. "Indeed. And given the fact that we've been responsible for almost a dozen people disappearing in the last week alone, it might not be a bad idea to tone it down some... But there might be another way of dealing with this other then simply making them disappear..." Tristan said with a growing smile. Claude cocked his head curiously but Tristan continued. "I'll go into it later Claude... suffice it to say any progress in that front will require action on Celestine's part. Though I might give her an encouraging push..." Tristan gave a low chuckle and Claude couldn't help but frown slightly.
"My lord... Again I must beg your forgiveness, but... The amount of effort you put in this one mortal... I do not understand it. I agree she is an astounding specimen and a fine prize... But is she worth this much effort? I have no doubt that she'll eventually break, but consider the cost associated with it? Never mind the danger to not only yourself, but all of us. Rena has nearly died once already... I've been fooled into bringing in that Cameron girl here without confirming it with you first. What other dangers are in store for us? All for one soul? I do not doubt it will be a mighty achievement but..." Claude paused unsure how to continue.
Tristan finished for him. "But what if she is the end of us all?" He posed to Claude and his butler sighed, unable to deny that he wished to ask the question. Tristan nodded. "I don't doubt there is a risk... If she is a Fell Born, which I don't doubt at all, she could twist us upon ourselves and scour our souls... if the stories are to be considered true. And given what happened to Rena, it is fair to assume they at least have some truth to them. But I don't think I can stop any more Claude..." Tristan admitted calmly.
"... Beg your pardon my lord?" Claude asked, confused...
"I don't think I could stop any more." Tristan repeated. "If put to the test I could likely pull away, but as it is now, with no immediate life threatening danger, I can't." Tristan wheeled around and faced the darkness outside once again. "I can almost hear it Claude..." He said as his hand stretched towards the looming dark. "I can almost hear her soul... calling me. It's like a siren's call... I can feel it pulling... tempting me. And despite myself, I've tried to find ways to plug my ears to it... Alas nothing I've tried thus far works..."
Claude got to his feet as Tristan spoke, his face one of shock and concern. "My lord! Why have you taken so long to warn me of this!? If I had known I would have helped you search for a way! I could have done something to assist you!"
Tristan turned back to him, an easy smile on his face. "It does me well to know you care my friend." Tristan said, stunning Claude. "But the fact of the matter is... I don't want to stop hearing it." Claude looked to his master as if he was greatly saddened by his words. "Do not fret my friend. I am still me... I will not spare her, simply because her soul sings to me. Inevitably, the human Celestine will die." Tristan said simply.
Claude was relieved to hear that much at least... He stood upright and straightened himself out... He realized that in his rapid motions his clothes had become slightly ajar... When finished he looked to his master and spoke again. "Very well my lord. I shall, as in everything, trust you in this. Before I take my leave, is there anything I should prepare for tomorrow? I will also remind you that in two days time the Sovereign's court will begin..." Claude's voice was polite and formal again. The loyal butler had returned.
Tristan pondered but spoke up soon enough. "Prepare a meeting with Sig... We'll have lunch and then talk business afterwards. We have to get money set aside for Rena's pet and the fashion line he'll be working on. Otherwise? Have a few shadows ready for some work tomorrow. I think Celestine will appreciate the opportunity to go out for a while. Rena will likely enjoy it too. After lunch they will be free to go about their business for a few hours while I talk with Sig."
Claude bowed lightly. "I shall see to it my lord." And with that, Claude turned and left the study. Once gone, Tristan turned back to the window, and stared out into the darkness of night...
Rena came into Celestine's room the morning after, trying to sneak in... She had left early yesterday evening to do some hunting as her master suggested and wasn't able to get in again until early this morning... She planned on waking Celestine up by jumping into her bed and what not but as she approached, she realized Celestine's bed was already empty. "Oh... Damn it all. She's up already..." Rena pouted to herself.
"I'm sorry; did I ruin your elaborate plan?" Celestine's voice sounded from her walk in closet. Rena immediately turned to see Celestine wearing a cream shirt and matching set of slacks. A darker vest hung from her shoulders and remained unbuttoned. Celestine herself looked slightly amused and her voice teased Rena some.
Rena chuckled. "Maybe just a little." She admitted sitting upon Celestine's bed. "But you are up early, and already dressed and cleaned up to boot. Got to admit, I'm surprised." Rena said grinning. "Usually by this time you're still fast asleep."
Celestine smiled slightly, though Rena felt... something was off. Still Celestine responded. "Well, I have to say that isn't the norm for me. Usually I'm up bright and early. Sleeping in has only become a thing after Tristan abducted me..." Celestine shrugged and looked to Rena. "Feel like getting some breakfast?" Celestine asked as she began to head towards the door.