Crossing the Line
#7 of Dealing with the Devil
Lila was curled up along the back wall of her small cage. Barely large enough for her to sit up in, she was cramp unable to stretch her legs. Her body shivered from cold and fear, having bore witness to two horrible acts upon other cell mates. One of which had not appeared to survive. The demons had left them alone after dragging the dying catgirl from the room, and had not been back for what seemed like days.
Witnessing what had transpired with the catgirl had sent the elf into a state of shock. The tiny creature had shoved herself as far into the corner farthest from the cage door as she could. She sat rocking back and forth there gibbering words in the native tongue of her kind. In another cage the angel was sleeping, which was what she for the most part did. Sleep and cry, almost like an infant, reduced to the demons play thing she had not even tried to remove the belt that kept her wallowing in their seed, or the device on her head.
In a slightly larger cage was the wolf creature, a Canis. She had tried to rip the bars open with her hands and with her teeth to no avail. She sat silently watching the door waiting for their tormentors to return. She had little doubt they would.
There was some regret on Lila's mind. Part of her hated that she had been abandoned by her lover, and blamed him for her predicament. Another part blamed herself for the stupidity of running off from her family. She did not know how this would end, she was not stupid though. The lives of slaves were short, and once one had been captured by the Bondage Bringers there was no easy way to freedom. Especially if one was branded. She was not branded yet, but she knew there was no guarentee she wouldn't be soon.
Time in the lonely cage, starvation, and thirst weighed on her. Slowly she was beginning to have trouble seeing, and sounds seemed so much louder. The elf's repeating phrases were wearing on her patience, and she found herself longing the return of those that had put her in the cage. She was going mad from boredom.
All of them jumped when the door to the dungeon opened, and the large gray demon entered the room alone. Dukan let the door close behind him with a loud click, as he turned his attentions to the cages that held his toys within. He considered each in turn, the Canis snarling when his eyes glanced over her form. The elf took no notice of his eyes trailing her. The angel whimpered and tried cowering in the back of her cage. But it was Lila whom Dukan's eyes came to finally linger on.
She watched the demon, terrified and yet intrigued. The beast was alone, without his aggressive friend whom seemed to be the leader of the group. Perhaps there was someway she could convince him to release her. Seeing the girl did not turn away or cower confused Dukan. He moved toward her cage, wearing only a loincloth made of some strange black fur, held on by a belt with a buckle of pewter carved into the shape of a skull.
Lila wore nothing, and she did not cower as he neared, only watched him silently as he stopped at her cage door, and opened it. She did not try to get out, but instead waited for permission. Only a few weeks into her captivity and she was already thinking like a slave.
"You have lost your tongue girl." Dukan said with a frown that showed his pointed canines. Lila tried to reply but her voice was gone from lack of water, her throat burned with the attempt quickly silencing her and making her cough for breath. Dukan smirked, and moved a hand that could easily crush the female's skull into the cage and drug her out by an arm.
She gave no resistance as he pulled her from the cage and dumped her unceremoniously onto the floor. She landed with a loud grunt and thud. She sat there were she was dropped, not looking up, her head feeling heavy on her shoulders, she barely had the strength to lift it so she settled with staring at the floor. Dukan considered her walking around the young nude female with a frown growing deeper over his lips.
"You are broken girl." He said as he circled her, "And I have yet to try to break you. What sort of creature breaks so easily."
She was silent to his words, which seemed to anger him. His foot came out and connected with her chest sending her flying across the room. Pain burst into white color in her eyes as his foot hit her chest and she fell backwards, landing onto the floor with a ragged pained cry. The wolf snarled at the demon as he kicked the starved girl, rattling her cage once more which only seemed to rile Dukan more as he stalked past the cages to retrieve Lila.
"Perhaps it is thirst that causes you to so easily wilt." He said, a wry grin spreading over his lips. "This I can help you with girl."
He bent over and drug the girl by her purple hair to sit up. Holding onto her hair he moved the loincloth over, producing his wilted member in front of Lila's face.
"If you want a drink here you will have to work for it." He growled, glaring over at the other cages. "That goes for the rest of you. This is the only source of food you are guaranteed here."
The angel began to sob again, and even the wolf fell quiet, slipping as far back in the cage as she could narrowed amber eyes watching the demon with hate. Lila said nothing, her eyes watching the demon's privates, both terrified and intrigued. She was not stupid enough to not know what the demon was suggesting of her. Nor did she question that the only way for her to live was to do was he asked so that she might coax some substance out of him. Slowly she reached to touch his privates with a hand softly.
Dukan released the girls hair glaring down at her as he let his loincloth cover himself again, he glanced away at the bed, planning what he would do with the female when a strange touch on his privates made even the steady demon jump backward, hand raised to slap the girl away. He paused though when he saw the female looking up at him with a look of almost lust. This took him off guard, he was not used to willing slaves. At least not without a great deal of breaking. He stood still letting his hand fall back to his side and watched the girl to see what she would do.
Lila cringed a little when the male jumped back and looked as if he would beat her. When his hand fell again she moved forward on hands and knees and settled back at his feet once more. Slowly, cautiously, she reached back under his loincloth and took up his manhood in her hands, slowly and delicately exploring it with her soft small hands as she had many times to her once lover's own cock. She explored its strange feel, bumpy, and hard in places, soft and giving in others. The feel intrigued her more then she could understand.
Dukan hardened under the soft touches, his tail began to swish contently back and forth as he let the female explore him, curious to see how far she would go with this. He was poised though to send her flying should she try anything. She continued her explorations, letting her hands trail down to cup his balls and gently kneaded them savoring their softness. Even this big hardened demon was softened there, his skin velvety in feel. After a few minutes of this touching Dukan was raging to pound this little human and explode within her depths but he held himself back, his tail lashing behind.
Sensing he was becoming impatient she moved her hands from beneath the loincloth, which sat over the demon's now ready member like a washcloth on the top of a pole. Her hands went to his belt, moving to slowly unbuckle it so that the loincloth would fall away. The wolf's ears perked up as the demon let his captive get her hands on the belt, waiting to see if the stupid girl's disgusting display was to garner herself a weapon. When the girl only removed the loincloth the Canis' amber eyes closed and she shook her head growling in irritation.
When the loincloth fell away exposing the large demon's hard penis Lila's hands immediately fell back to its tip, and gently stroked along its length. This was new to her, but she had a general idea of what to do. She sat up a bit more and carefully brought her lips to the thing. Hesitantly her tongue flicked across its tip and considered the taste. His manhood was hard, and bumpy in texture. But it was smooth, and had a salty taste. She liked the way it tasted, and her mouth watered as she began to lick a bit more forcefully around its tip and down the shaft, giving the soft balls a bit of a lick as well before she pulled away and brought her lips to the tip again.
Parting them she drew him into her mouth, and suckled the tip of his member which seemed to pulse with the effort within her mouth. Dukan gritted his teeth at the soft touches, grunting in pleasure as she drew him into her mouth he restrained the urge to push her head down upon him and hump her head. She did the work for him, drawing him more into her mouth, and then pulled away and came back again, her tongue running along the bottom of his shaft and touching the tip when she pulled back. It didn't take long under such attention before she got a taste of what was coming. He let out a rather loud happy moan as the barbs of his member poked out quickly and there was a contraction up his shaft spewing precum out of the tip into the waiting girls mouth.
She pulled back as she tasted the hot cum. Turning away her first reaction was to spit out the sticky mess but she didn't, she swallowed, and considered the strangeness of it as it soothed her aching throat. The texture of whip cream with the taste of salt water. Her stomach let out a growl she swallowed.
The female stopping before he was ready strained the aroused Dukan too much. As the girl sat considering the new taste he reached for her grabbing at her shoulder his claws dug in eliciting a sharp squeal as he drug her to a stand. Dukan lost all control, his hormones raging and so aroused he had to screw the girl. He pushed her into the wall hard, and knocked the wind from her lungs sending her into a fit of coughing. Dukan pinned her between he and the wall his claws drawing down her form touching her breast and slipping lower to push her legs apart.
Lila could not help but squirm under the demon's manhandling. Her shoulder hurt, blood dribbled from where the claws of the demon had punctured her skin. She found it hard to breath pinned as she was, but she spread her legs as he pulled at them knowing he would break them if he had to. She could see the feral lust in his gaze, and knew better then try to deny him now. His tail wrapped around her leg, the barb at the tip digging in just enough to warn her that if she tried to close her legs it would break skin.
He grabbed at her legs gripping them at just before the knee he lifted the girl effortlessly holding her legs so that she looked as if she were sitting in the air. He quickly moved between them, claws digging in slightly as his tail fell away. The uncomfortable position pushed her back further into the cold cement wall, but she bore the posing soundlessly. His member stabbed at her, once, twice, three times missing its mark. The painful stabbing made her bring her hands down since he could not use his, cupping his member she lined him up properly to enter her. The forth thrust spread her, and he discovered she was slightly wet, which made his passage a bit more forceful then he intended, as he slid through her hymen and into her cervix hard burying himself nearly halfway in the first entrance.
Pain blinded her as she cried out, her back arching body tensing as he stole her maidenhead. She had been told the first time hurt but she had been unprepared for just how much. When he pulled back out and removed the immense pressure on her wombs entrance the pain subsided some. She drew a breath watching him her purple eyes wide in pain as he stared back at her. His member was coated in blood, and small dribbles escaped her womb when he pulled out. But if there was any remorse there in his gaze she did not see it, only wild lust as he plunged back in and then out again repeating this with an increasing urgency. The first few times hurt, but slowly the pain faded into a strange sense of warmth. She moved her hands to rest on his shoulder as he worked to bring himself to release. Each thrust pushed her back upon the cement wall and each release let her fall back down a bit. His thrust became more urgent, but he held himself back as best he could from ripping past the girls cervix. He didn't want to cause the female any more pain then needed, she had been fairy willingly.
Suddenly she felt him jerk within her, and her body seemed to react by tensing. This was more then he could take, he plunged deeply into her up to the cervix, his member twitching and pulsing within her, as his barbs came out, pinching into her vaginal walls. A moment later a terrible hotness filled her and made her feel as if she would burst. She squirmed a bit as he filled her, and then once his barbs had retracted he pulled out, letting her sink slowly back to the ground his seed pouring from her.
She gazed up at him as he leaned against the wall panting, she had come close to orgasm herself, not necessarily despising what had been done, she found herself wanting more. After he caught his breath he reached down and plucked her to a stand by her arm and looked her over.
"You need a bath." He growled at her, as he drew her and himself into the Shadows leaving the others in the room wondering where they had gone.