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Up upon one of the many tall columns in an old broken down cathedral, sat an imp by the name of Imp, with skin a light hue of grey and purple, eyes yellow and half-lidded, ears long and flopping against the pillar at his back, and a scarf covering his mouth as he mused to himself mentally. Imp sat there pondering of his people, and who he served. His people were divided by a caste of the five senses, those who could feel beyond the veil with different senses were considered more or less powerful. This applied for all imps, except those who felt the veil through touch, they simply died as they meandered and tore into the veil haphazardly. The original magic being born from a starved imp tearing into the veil for the first time. He himself with his sight being what he used for his magic wasn't too far from the top, but even then he was below the scent based imps who managed rare and powerful artifacts, and tasked lesser imps to serve those at the top. Even then, none were more powerful than the taste, and none could defy them. Those who could use taste to sense beyond the veil found themselves high above the rest to the point where even Imp himself was essentially a disposable body. He hated this system, and yet it was all he had ever known, all he had ever lived with, all he would ever know in the end, and part of him accepted that as simple fact. The great doors of the dilapidated cathedral suddenly swung open with a bang, Imp's head turning before his shoulders sank, a soft and yet commanding voice ringing out into the cathedral, "Imp! I require your service! I have found something from the other side and require your attention. Come!" Those words belonged to his master, the other imp he was forced to serve, and so before she became upset with his absence he slid down the pillar.

Vivi, a dark purple skinned imp with ears as long as his garbed in a flowing robe of white violet and burgundy, began her stride towards him once her eyes spotted where he had been. Imp of course was less eager so his pace was slow compared to hers. As they met at the center of the old cathedral her eyes held above him she asked in almost insultingly mothering manner, "Were you slacking off again? You should've had a bit more to do...Regardless you're here and I require your assistance."

Begrudgingly Imp bowed on one knee as was custom, he knew giving her as much respect as possible would be important to maintain her mood, though she was never truly violent unless he disobeyed, "Well...Aren't you going to ask me about what I have for you today Imp? Or perhaps you have no interest in the greater things in our society?" She asked, her tone gentle and yet something about it carrying an air of self-importance that Imp found annoying.

Imp sighed and opened his mouth to speak, "What did you find mistress Vivi?" He could only guess as to what she found, if she was talking about something from the other side or perhaps something else entirely. Imp's of the taste variety were not only the top of the ladder, but they sought relics and artifacts from the beyond the veil where they made their pacts with demons of all sorts. Imp had his own pact, but he could never contend with the power of Vivi, another reason why he simply knelt there without question.

Vivi boasted, apparently pleased with his question, "I'm glad you asked. I found us a beautiful gem from the other side, gaze upon it and even you can see the beauty in it." From the folds of her robe she took out a multi faceted green gem with black smoke billowing around it. Staring closely at it he could see many eyes inside of the gem. Blinking he wondered what in the world it would do, and what could Vivi could possibly want him to do. Already he saw that she held it clasped with her unprotected fingers so she knew that nothing would happen from touch. Just as his thoughts were turning to what she could possibly want from him, he gasped as she tossed the gem up in the air, his own two hands reaching up to clasp it as if it broke something terrible could happen. In response to his little motion Vivi clapped her hands together, "Good work! Who knows what could have happened if you let it hit the floor. Could have cracked and killed us both, could have taken root like a seed and spread a corruption throughout our world, but you did well for your lot in life, now please crack the thing between your fingers like a nut."

Imp's eyes grew wide as he looked to Vivi who was simply standing there with a smile, her fangs on display as she stepped back from him, her hands folded neatly just at her stomach. Standing he felt over his ear as a nervous tick, and stared at the gem and back at Vivi who simply brushed him off with a flick of one of her wrists as if to tell him to get on with it. Imp wasn't entirely sure if it was a good idea, but then again what choice did he have? He was a servant under his master, and if defied her she would most likely simply force him to do it, or worse. With a sigh he gripped tight onto the gem between two claws, a sudden screech sounding off as he pressed onto it, "Uh! Is that enough?" He asked, panic rising through his body as that screech continued on and on.

Vivi shook her head, knowing perfectly that it was dangerous, but knowing he was disposable to her and to their society as a whole, "No, I want you to shatter it..."

Imp shut his eyes tight as he continued to press with his claws, the screeching growing louder before suddenly a loud crack sounded off and the gem shattered the screeching turning into a shrieking hiss. For a moment everything seemed to grow silent, the smoke that had been spiraling around the gem suddenly growing more violent, spinning and reeling around until it began growing, Imp opening his eyes to the sight of the smoke slamming into the ground and forming into a great mass of tendrils with green eyes that seem to grow bigger and bigger. Imp was too late in his attempts to escape, his body coiled by the great mass of tendrils as it hisses and writhes bringing him high in the air.

Among the noises of the mass of black tendrils and green eyes, Imp heard Vivi's laughter piercing through, his head managing to turn enough to see her bringing a hand up and calling aloud a bit more grandiose than usual, "Face me demon! I wish to sign a pact with you! I who tore you from the other realm and sought you for myself! I who owns the lesser imp you hold in your grasp!"

The demon turned its mass, eyes focused on her as it began to calm down, the sound of its hissing dying down as suddenly a booming voice sounded off as if from every single corner of the room, "You? You were the one that freed me from that minuscule prison...I accept your pact...If only for the fact that you tore me from my home realm where only the strong may exist...I respect that...Now should you not need me, I'd enjoy the chance to leave this realm."

Imp would be glad to see the giant mess of tendrils and eyes leave. The constant squeeze on his ribs wasn't comfortable, and though he dealt with demons on an almost daily basis, he'd rather not hear a fat pile of tentacles hissing and writhing in his home, though, he wasn't sure what was better, being up in the air held up by a strange eldritch creature from another dimension, or being alone with Vivi.

As the tendril holding him began to lower, Vivi called with a small smirk, "Hold! I do have one request...I'd just like to test you out for a little moment, not that I have any disbelief of your power, but you see, I think that you would like a bit of a stress reliever, and perhaps toying around with my servant here...I would enjoy seeing what you could do to him."

The creature seemed to purr at the notion, its tendrils tightening around Imp even as he was lowered just before Vivi. Imp's eyes were wide and now he was actively trying to struggle, to tug and pull away from the grasp of the tendril that held him in place. He tried to open his mouth to protest, but Vivi's words were quick, firm, even in her soft tone, "Know your place Imp. I wanted to test that gem on you...And this beautiful creature is part of that gem, so please complete the experiment my darling Imp."

Imp's ears drooped just a bit, his eyes shutting as he felt the tendrils loosen around him, a separate tentacle coming forth to dip into both his top and trousers, tearing the cloth off of his body to reveal his nude form. He gasped out then as the creature fastened upon limbs, holding his limbs out so his entire body was on display to Vivi who was standing there with the biggest smile on her face, a bittersweet look as she ordered, "Good...Now please, toy with him as you desire...This is a perk of our pact."

The nameless demon that held him up in the air by those tendrils brought a single tentacle before Imp's face, dragging the thing against his cheek causing Imp to recoil at the soft, cool texture of the tendrils dragging at his skin. He shuddered then as it pulled away just before his face to split and opened to show a red and slippery thing dripping with something sticky and white. He felt the blood rush from his cheeks as it passed along his lips before it spiraled down his body slowly, feeling between his rump and against his puckered hole. He then let out a cry of distress as it suddenly pushed deep inside of him, the soft and strange tendril suddenly swelling and growing larger as it pushed and writhed inside of him, the demon writhing and purring as it toyed around with his rear.

At the same time Vivi stood there, her eyes focused on him, her hands slipping her robes off to reveal her body before she brought two fingers to take to her slit, rubbing and spreading herself open as she watched with half-lidded eyes, her mouth fixed in a smile that brought shivers down Imp's spine. He felt his own body react in terrible ways, in ways he'd rather not admit to himself, his spiraled cock twitching and growing firm as his master watched the demon penetrate him with that slick tendril. As she placed two fingers inside of herself Vivi spoke out with a hot breathe, "Harder...Don't be frightened, he can take a lot."

Imp whimpered, "Please..." But to no avail, the demon obeyed Vivi and thrust deep inside of him, another tendril pushing in between his firm rump to spread him further and push inside as well. At this he gasped out, his struggling doubling even though he knew it was futile, his eyes shutting as he did not want to see his master watching him with those hungry eyes. He only wished now that the beast would hurry up with him, that it would end his suffering quick rather than toying with him, but at the same time some deep seated portion of his body enjoyed this torture, and so a wave of shame slammed into his body again and again with every single thrust of those multiple tendrils pushing deep inside of his rear, each thrust make his cocks twitch, each push causing him to gasp out and moan, more and more shame hitting him as he felt his own body betray him, his hips pushing towards the tendrils, driving them deeper and deeper inside of him as he felt his shame build and boil over as the pleasure began to overtake it, his moans sounding off loud and without control now.

Vivi herself was purring as she watched her servant enjoy receiving the reaming of the demon, loving the way that Imp struggled until he caved in to his body's needs. She had always treasured that feeling of superiority as she broke down his every little defiant streak. It was deviant and oh so wrong, but she had the right of way simply because she was superior, and she loved being on top, she loved being the one at the top of the ladder commanding those who were lesser than her, especially her precious little Imp. As she continued her viewing of the situation, she pressed her fingers deep inside of herself, preparing herself for what she wanted, her eyes focused on Imp's spiraled cocks, wanting them to feel them inside of her, and having a darling little plan for his cum.

Imp could fight, struggle and cry out as much as he wanted, but he was at the mercy of the demon's power, and to be more precise, Vivi's will. Every single action he took had to be mandated by Vivi, every waking moment he could be suddenly ordered to go off somewhere to fetch something, to drop to his knees and grovel for his place in life, and yet such thoughts brought him a sick and twisted sense of pleasure and belonging, since it was all that he knew, all that he had ever lived in. He hated his society, hated the way things were structured, but how could he ever fight against it? How could he ever break himself free of Vivi? Even if she weren't more powerful he wasn't sure he could break himself of those chains, and so there he stopped struggling, moaning out and thrusting his hips back with force as the demon continued to press those two slick tendrils further and further inside of his rear, his ass stretched by those massive things, his eyes growing hazy as he simply gave in to his pleasure entirely.

Vivi felt herself growing more aroused by the second, her cunt twitching, hungry for something to dive in, but rather than call another demon to please her she pull her fingers free of herself, her eyes focused on her fully broken servant as she began to step by step make her way to him, "Hold him flat on his back please."

Imp barely registered as he was set on his back by the tendrils, the tentacles in his rear pounding at his senses and insides endlessly. He did manage to notice that his master was approaching, her eyes half lidded, her body on full display as she stepped over him. He shuddered as she lowered herself over him, her pussy touching his cocks, her fingers moving to feel over his cheeks, "Look at you...Obeying every little order without a fuss, and you seem to be enjoying it...Tell me...What do you want?"

Imp shut his eyes to try and regain any semblance of self he had, but his twitching cock along with the tendrils pounding at his insides still forced his lips to part and utter those words of submission, "I want you to ride my cocks."

At the same time those tendrils pushed in as deep as they could manage causing him to let out a pathetic groan that had Vivi grinning from ear to ear as she set herself on his cocks, edging both of them inside of her. As soon as the tips were inside, she began ramming her hips down to him, her hands cupping his cheeks as she moaned, "You will not cum inside of me."

Imp clenched his eyes tight and grit his teeth, his body arching up to the sudden warmth he felt coming from his master, his cocks twitching again and again wanting so badly to blow, but he had received an order and he couldn't refuse, even now as he could simply thrust inside of her and fill her with his cum he couldn't do a single thing against her will and so he simply bore with it, holding back with all of his might the torrent of cum that was ready to burst. His breath was growing ragged at this point, his hands clenched into fists, the tendrils in his rear making it far too hard to control his cum, but he did, he did for his master and for the order of things as his master pounded her hips down to him again and again without remorse, her fingers so surprisingly soft against his cheeks, his heart yearning for that soft touch, though he felt a great shame about even admitting how it felt on the inside.

Vivi was simply using him like a toy, simply rewarding him for being a good pet, and yet he loved it, he loved it all and couldn't hold himself back from moaning out and thrusting to her to keep her pleasured. The tendrils in his rear writhing and twisting a constant reminder of her power, of her presence, her body upon his doubling that effect causing him to shudder as he recalled her power, as he recalled his purpose in life as her servant. This moment reaffirmed that feeling and thought he kept at the back of his mind, that he loved the pain, loved the torture, loved being in service to her and fulfilling his role in society, in life. He hated it, hated it all and yet loved the pain the most, loved the suffering, and so as his revelation came, his lips curved up into a lust-drunk smile, his masochism fully surfacing and Vivi's pussy clenching tight upon his cock.

Vivi's body grew hotter, her eyes shutting and her fingers moving to claw at his chest as she felt her orgasm coming close, and so she brought her hips down again and again as fast as she could, her pussy clenching tightly upon those two cocks that belonged to her pet before she let out a squealing moan, her body shuddering, her pussy becoming sore as she felt her orgasm hit completion, but she wasn't done there. With shaky legs she pulled herself from him, her mouth near the tips of his cocks as she cooed, "Cum my darling."

Almost as if her words were magic Imp's cocks spurted a thick load that sprayed straight into Vivi's open mouth. She caught every little drop on her tongue, savoring the flavor and enjoying the fact that he obeyed so easily after a little bit of proper encouragement, but she did not swallow.

Imp was panting, his body coated in beads of sweat, his eyes opening slowly to see Vivi standing over him, her lips coming into contact with his as she forced his lips apart and twisted her tongue with his, his own cum slipping onto his tongue and being pushed into his throat, he had no choice but to swallow, swallow as he felt a huge load of something thick and warm pour into his rear from the demon's tendril, his body shuddering and arching up. As she finished kissing him she pulled away with a breath and spoke in a rather chipper voice, "You're free to go demon...I'll call on you again should I need you."

The demon only purred yanking its tendrils from the abused imp's rear. Imp laid there as Vivi tore a hole in the veil with her claw, the demon slipping through it, leaving Imp upon the cold stone floor. When they were left alone Vivi stepped to him, still nude, "Get up Imp...I'd like you to dress me."

Imp stood slowly, his body shaking and sore, his rear dripping something sticky as he walked to take her robes carefully and walk back to her, placing them upon her and helping her slip into them, her eyes shut as he did this. Vivi then turned to give his cheek a soft stroke, "Clean yourself, find something to wear, and come find me outside, we have much to do today." With that said she began walking away from him, Imp left to stand there and shudder, his mouth wanting to open to say something defiant, but his body turning to begin walking further in the cathedral to retrieve suitable attire. This was his lot in life, this was the life that any imp had to deal with who wasn't on the top, and yet he couldn't escape, and on the inside he loved it.