TITLE    : Demonic Submission Ch. 02
STORYID  : demonic-submission-ch-02
SUMMARY  : Celestine is forced to watch as he enjoys another woman.
AUTHOR   : TheLastChaosLord@lit
DATE     : 2013-01-18
CATEGORY : non-human-stories
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |demon|maid|servent|cumshot|big breasts|masturbation|


<em>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. </em>



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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. 

<hr pg="2" />Before Rena could come down from her orgasm, Tristan lifted her up, swept all the decorative pieces off the table that laid between the two of them and Celestine, and then placed Rena upon the table after flipping her over. Now, Rena was facing Celestine directly, and Celestine had a better view of her face... Which was a tapestry of pleasure and lust... her eyes were empty of rational thought, all that mattered was getting ploughed. 



"Cock! Cock cock cock cock!!!" Rena screamed over and over as she tried to push her hips back against Tristan. Celestine watched Rena and found she was in complete ecstasy as her begging demands were fulfilled. Tristan slammed into her again making the whole table shake and groan. Each thrust crushed Rena into the table's top, her breasts mashed against the old wood. Tristan held Rena's ass up to his waist as he drilled into her, driving his cock against her cervix and sending shocks of pleasure through Rena. "Fuck! I love your cock Master! I love it boring into me! I love how you stretch me and fill me completely!" Rena screamed during a moment of clarity, which was quickly obliterated when Tristan thrust into her again. 



Celestine could see that Rena didn't even see her any more. The only thing in her world was Tristan fucking her on the table, and nothing else. She could also see that Tristan wasn't slowing down at all. He had been almost viciously fucking her for almost ten minutes and he showed no signs of tiring at all. Hell, there was hardly even sweat upon his brow... 



However with Rena prostrated as she was before Tristan, the sex took a different turn. Tristan lifted one of his hands above his head before bringing it down to Rena's left ass cheek, spanking her with enough force to leave a red handprint. The blow made her cry out in pain but Celestine also saw Rena's eyes nearly roll back into her head in pleasure. She was enjoying being abused... and began begging for more. 



"Yes Master, please more! I deserve it!" Rena begged back towards Tristan. He paused in fucking her for a moment to lean over and speak into her ear. He whispered it, yet somehow Celestine was able to hear it perfectly, as if it was into her ear he whispered... "Oh, and why is that my loyal maid? Have you done something wrong, something that deserves to be punished?" Rena gave a wanton moan and nodded lightly. "Yes, I have. I've been very bad... I have been dreaming of you fucking me when I should have been working or serving your guests. I've dreamed of sitting at your feet and worshiping your hot dick. I've beaten the other maids for even speaking about you, because I want you all to myself! I've even sent them away when they could serve you, to keep them from catching your eye and taking my place as your favorite!" 



Tristan smiled as she spilled her failings to him and when she was finished he raised his hand again and spanked her again. This sent the little maid grinding her hips against his hips, his cock still imbedded within her. Tristan spoke firmly, but not as if he was surprised. "Oh is that so? Well that is hardly acceptable." The hand came down again and Celestine could almost feel the stinging sensation herself. Rena almost arched off the table as she gasped at the sensation. "But this will not be your punishment." Tristan continued. "This will be the beginning of your punishment. By the time I am done you will never risk jeopardizing my status in the court ever again..." The words were lustful and hungry for more, but Celestine could hear an undercurrent to them... angry and hateful... This was confirmed when she saw that Rena seemed to recognize the undertone as well, and fear began to form in her eyes.



"M-Master, please no, I'm sorry! I only did it so I could serve yo- Ack!" Her words were cut off when Tristan, who had grabbed her braid and yanked back on it hard, bringing her almost to a standing position. "No, please!" Rena begged, as Tristan reached about and violently grasped one of her breasts. This was still sex, Celestine could tell that much as Tristan continued to pump in and out of her, but something else was happening. A haze was forming around Tristan and enveloping Rena, and while part of Rena was still very much loving being pounded by Tristan, the rest was terrified of something. 



"Look at me <em>Servant</em>!" Tristan demanded, and when it took a moment for Rena to do as she was told, his grasp on her breast began to burn her for reasons beyond Celestine's understanding. No physical marks were left, but Celestine could see the smoke rising from his touch, and could smell something burning... It took only a moment of the pain for Rena to turn and look to her master, and when she did Tristan violently kissed her. Celestine was confused, wondering why she would have resisted this, when she willingly let him plough her... only to see a moment later as Tristan pulled back and reviled that he was sucking something out of Rena. To Celestine's mortal eyes, it looked like a greenish mist that glowed with power. Celestine wasn't sure how she knew, but it was clear this was akin to Rena's own energy or spirit or something like that, and it was being ripped out and consumed by Tristan... Each passing moment Rena appeared weaker and weaker. It was then that it dawned on Celestine.



Tristan claimed to be an incubus... a demon that fed on sex, but more importantly, on souls... Tristan was taking Rena's soul, or at least the demonic equivalent of it. That alone drove home how dangerous Celestine's situation was... Tristan was consuming his own servant's soul, what was stopping him from consuming hers? A whim? Regardless of these revelations, Celestine could not look away from the display in front of her, nor could she stop the pleasure her body was deriving from the feeling of her fingers pounding her pussy, while she pretended it was Tristan's impressive manhood... 



Even while Tristan seemed to be feasting on Rena's soul, he was still drilling into her pussy. He was holding her up by one leg and her braided ponytail as he viciously stabbed his cock into her over and over. Each thrust brought a gasp of pleasure from Rena, even as she shook with fear. Tristan's free hand was kneading one of Rena's breasts, while the other breast giggled and bounced with each thrust. It didn't take long for Rena to reach climax again, and Celestine saw her shake violently before crying out. As she finished, Tristan let her go, and after a moment of balancing weakly on his erect cock, Rena fell forward with a harsh thud onto the table... Tristan's erect cock sliding out of her with a wet popping noise. 



Celestine could see Rena was still alive, but her breath was weak and quick. Though after a few moments she seemed to be regaining her strength. Soon eyes began to refocus and remember where she was and what was happening. But apparently it wasn't fast enough as Tristan once again grabbed her ponytail and hauled off the table before pushing it aside with his foot. 



"On your knees slave, I'm not finished yet. You are going to suck me off, and after I feed you my seed I'm going to cover your face in it. On your Knees Damn it!" Tristan's voice thundered in the large hall even as Rena scrambled to hurry to her knees. Once there her hands darted up to his slick cock and began to stroke him devotedly. She looked up to him and whimpered, as if begging for forgiveness for the failings she admitted to. Tristan's own eyes were cruel and vicious, and from what Celestine could tell, even in her foggy minded state, Tristan didn't actually care about what Rena had done, but he liked to make her suffer, and to make her fearful of disappointing him... It was clearly working. 



Whimpers from Rena drew Celestine's attention back to her as she watched Rena lean forwards and begin to lick along the length of his shaft, starting at the base and working her way up. When she reached his head her tongue swirled around it a few times before working its way down again. Tristan chuckled as he glared down at her. "Do you have something to say you worthless whore?" Celestine wasn't even the target of the words yet she felt them cut... As much as part of her wished she was the one worshiping his cock right now, the rest of her did not envy Rena's place... Rena simply nodded however, as if not daring to speak out of turn. "Then speak up you wretch." Tristan allowed. However as Rena tried to speak her words were muffled at first, as Tristan was constantly poking at her lips with the head of his cock. Eventually she was able to get the words out though.



"I-I know I do not deserve it master, b-but I beg you, please... won't you cum inside my cunt inst-" Rena was interrupted as Tristan slapped his cock across her face. His voice was a roar in response, "You would dare ask me anything you useless cunt!? After you admitted your own failings?! More so you would ask me to risk impregnating your worthless whore hole?!" Rena, pulling away in fear quickly tried to apologize. "I'm sorry master! I did not mean to upset yo-" Again she was silenced with a harsh slap across her face. "Enough!" Tristan roared, "As you clearly shouldn't be using your mouth to speak, I'll use it for my own purposes." Before Rena could pull away, Tristan violently grabbed her by the hair and dragged her face to his crotch and forced her mouth open. All that escaped was a pitiful yelp before he began to force his cock down her throat. 



Celestine watched in awe as Tristan forced more and more of his meat bat down her throat... Given Rena's already small size, it was a feat that even half of his cock reached down her throat. Celestine could see and hear her gagging, but also noticed that she was fighting to get more of it down, as if she was enjoying being violated like this... or at the very least was doing her very best to please Tristan. It was also then that Celestine realized she had long since left her chair and was much closer to the pair then she was before... Like Rena, she was on her knees, and hardly even a few feet away from what was going on... Her hand was in her pants furiously working on her own clit while her mouth was open and her breath quick and wanton... As if offering herself to Tristan to take Rena's place...



Celestine realized, somewhere in the back of her mind, that the air was thick with Tristan's musk, so much so that the air seemed to be bending with it... He was exerting his power, and he didn't care who was under its influence... Rena's fear and hesitation had clearly been wiped away by his ability to destroying any inhibitions or concerns for personal safety... All that mattered to Rena right now was pleasuring Tristan, even if it meant surrendering her soul... Rena had managed almost three quarters of Tristan's manhood down her throat, but by now she was running out of air, and her eyes were beginning to roll back. Tristan saw this as well, and withdrew himself from her throat. When his cock nearly escaped her lips, Rena suckled hard trying to keep him within her mouth, and it made a loud popping noise when his cock finally escaped. 



Celestine looked to Rena and something inside her screamed at her to beg for the same treatment, to ask to be abused and violated. She wondered if these thoughts were her own, or another part of Tristan's power... Looking to him she realized that he seemed to have forgotten she was there... She knew she should feel annoyed... angry at being forgotten but she didn't care, as at the moment, he was pleased. That he was using Rena to please himself was beside the point. Upon the thought forming in her mind, she immediately balked and tried to become angry, but found she couldn't. She realized his power was more of a carpet bomb effect then pin point accuracy. The fact that she was getting hit was just happenstance. Still she forced herself to be quite despite the desire to be the center of his attentions... She was in danger... in more than one way. She feared if she gave in, she might never escape. More so, she feared for her soul... yet despite her mental protests, her body looked to his twitching manhood, dripping from Rena's throat... and part of her wondered what it would taste like...



"Please Master," Rena spoke, "Fuck my throat some more!" Rena begged almost blindly. Celestine could see rational thought was almost utterly gone from the female demon. "Let me pleasure you more!" Rena continued as she leaned forewords, still not having caught her breath, and she began to take him in her mouth again. Tristan all the while smiled victoriously at his sex crazed maid. He didn't stop her as she tried to deep throat him again, but already as exhausted as she was, she wasn't getting any deeper. Still it amused him to see her try and fail. Feeling her throat work tightly around his cock sent jolts of pleasure through him, nothing that would force him to cum just yet, but it was working up to it... Rena put an extra touch to it, when she cupped his balls with her soft hands and began to work them as if trying to encourage him to spend himself now. 



Eventually though, Rena was forced to withdrew in order to stay awake. When she did she started coughing hard, while trying to apologize for not being able to take him all the way down her throat and begging that he forgive her. Tristan didn't respond at first and Celestine saw tears begin to roll down Rena's face, as if she were devastated that he wasn't happy with her. But it all stopped suddenly as he reached out and cupped her chin. "Enough, you have done just fine... lay on your back, and I'll use gorgeous tits to unload myself..." The vicious tyrant seemed to have receded for now, and the alluring man Celestine first met had returned.



Rena nodded vigorously as Tristan positioned her to lay right alongside Celestine. Celestine was so close she could reach out and grasp Tristan's cock, and part of her desperately wanted to... But her own inhibitions were keeping in her place... the growing voice in the back of her mind was begging the rational side to simple lean over and steal his attentions from Rena, but in order to do that, she would have to pull her fingers away from her own sex, and it would leave her feeling desperately empty. 



Rena laid out and took hold of her own breasts, and Tristan straddled her lower body, laying his cock between Rena's breasts. He was long enough to reach up and out of her cleavage, and Rena immediately lowered her mouth to the tip of his cock before mashing her breasts together and used them to stroke his cock. Celestine watched as Tristan didn't even need to move as Rena desperately did all the work. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock as her soft breasts worked up and down...



"Mumm... very good Rena. You have gotten so much better at this." Tristan said groaning lightly. His words of encouragement made Rena smile around his cock and work all the harder. "Your breasts are so soft... I love how they feel around my dick... and your mouth is so hot, it feels like I'm going to melt!" Tristan continued and Celestine couldn't help but lean forwards... By now she was dripping wet, and it was likely that her pants were ruined... 



Rena spoke up, taking a moment away from sucking Tristan's cock. "Master... I can feel it, your cock twitching between my titties... Are you close? Please say yes, I want to taste your delicious cum! Please won't you let me? Won't you paint my slutty face with your cock cream? Oh Master, Please?!" Rena continued begging when she wasn't sucking Tristan's head. Celestine was astonished that Tristan hadn't already burst but it seemed Rena's slutty talk was pushing him over the edge. She saw his back arching slightly and he began to groan louder and louder... 



"Here it comes my lovely little maid, drink up!" Tristan warned her and Rena quickly locked her lips around his cock and sucked hard while she moaned onto his bucking cock. With a roar that echoed in the large chamber, Tristan began to spill his seed into his maid's mouth. Rena worked quickly to swallow as much of it as she could, but each spurt was quickly filling up her mouth and it was so thick and sticky that it was hard to swallow. By the third spurt, she couldn't keep up any more, and his spunk began to leak out the corners of her mouth. Tristan pulled out of her mouth and aimed himself at her face. Rena's hands quickly grasped his cock and helped continued to stroke him off as he continued to cum, Rena purring in delight as each jet of seed painted her face and chest.



The volume easily outstripped any mortal man, and it took several more jets of his seed before he was finished. The first outside of Rena's mouth drew a thick white line across her face from cheek to cheek. The next burst drew a curving line down her forehead and over her left eye and cheek, the amount easily enough to force her eye closed. The third spilled across her mouth and chin, before spilling into the hallow of her neck. The final burst Tristan aimed at Rena's breasts, and quickly gave her a large pearly necklace... 



Celestine had a front row seat and the sight of him cumming all over Rena which set her over the edge and into her own orgasm as her fingers plunged in and out of her dripping cunt... Or it would have if Tristan hadn't taken her wrists with his free hand and pulled her hands out of her pants. Despite herself and her shame, Celestine almost screamed at the lack of fulfillment as she teetered on the brink. But before he was finished spilling himself onto Rena, he let go of her. Shame made Celestine keep herself from simply stuffing her hands back into her pants, but before she could stop him, Tristan did it for her...



"Seems someone was enjoying the show..." he said low and huskily as he leaned over to whisper it near her ear. All the while his fingers began to dive into her already sopping cunt and sought to bring her to even higher reaches of pleasure. Celestine couldn't form words... All that came out were gasps and whimpers of shame... She had been found out again... She knew he was aware that she was masturbating while watching him take Rena, but having it thrown in her face made her head spin in shame and lust... The fact that she was aroused by being discovered would horrify her later, but now, all that mattered was his fingers inside her pressing against her most sensitive spots. 



Celestine looked down to see Rena gently suckling from Tristan's cock, cleaning away the last vestiges of spunk... But what sent her even higher was that Rena was also watching her, as Tristan fingered her... Celestine saw that Rena seemed to be enjoying the sight of her bucking on Tristan's fingers as they danced inside her... But without warning, Celestine's world suddenly felt very empty as again. Looking down she saw Tristan was beginning to pull out of her pants, leaving her on an even higher cliff of ecstasy, yet not giving the final push she needed to fall into climax. Desperately she looked to him as if he was making some sort of mistake... But all she saw was him looking away as if nothing was amiss... 



Celestine lost control then, and didn't realize what she did next until much later... "Damn you!" she snarled as she grasped his arm and shoved his hand back down into her pants. "Finish me! You can't leave me like this!" Celestine heard the words, and knew she was desperately begging him to make her cum. To touch her and fulfill her need for ecstasy. "But Celestine," Tristan said as if pretending to be confused. "Just earlier tonight you said you didn't want me to-" Celestine cut him off as she pressed her pussy against his hand and screamed frantically at him. "Shut up and Fucking DO IT!" 



Tristan didn't reply in words, but instead with actions. At first he was completely still, as if not giving into her demands. Need pressed Celestine and she was about to scream at him again, but her words turned into an ecstatic gasp as his fingers began to work her again. Her back involuntarily arched so far she latterly fell over and onto her back right beside Rena. Her climax hit her like a sledgehammer and made the whole world spin, but it wasn't abating... Tristan continued to play her pussy masterfully, as if he knew exactly where to touch at exactly what moment. It stretched her orgasm on and on, and with each passing second it became more intense. 

<hr pg="3" />Celestine was arched up on her head and the tips of her toes, so extreme was the pleasure. As the world began to blur and all Celestine could hear was the roar of her heartbeat and her own panting, she realized that this was the most intense orgasm of her entire life... and he was just using his fingers... She longed to know what he could do with his tongue, and even dared to wonder what his manhood would feel like deep within her... Those were her last thoughts as the world blurred and was consumed by darkness. 



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Tristan chuckled as he played Celestine and gave her what can only be described as an explosive orgasm. He knew she didn't hear him, but that was okay, because even as she passed out from what he guessed was the most intense climax of her life, he knew he was making progress with her. Yes, when she regained her senses she would feel shame and disgust with herself... That just seemed to be the person she was... Yes she was experienced, and while she didn't find sex to be evil or disgusting like some of the puritans he had utterly broken in his time. Instead she was the sort who rarely just let loose and gave in entirely to pleasure... She had to be in control of herself always... And even if it was only for a second, he had taken that control away...



It had only been a few moments since she passed out but already he could tell she was coming out of it bit by bit. He looked to Rena and was pleased to see her scooping his still hot cum off her breasts and face, and into her mouth as she worked to swallow every last bit. Each mouthful seemed to make her purr and squirm in pleasure as she swallowed it down. She may have known what she was doing to a degree, but he had carved away a piece of her soul and taken it, leaving her much more susceptible to his suggestion and desires.



"Rena." He said gently as she was about halfway finished. She quickly swallowed her latest load and looked to Tristan still somewhat dazed herself. "Yes Master?" she perked quickly. "Celestine will be waking shortly... I want you to save the last mouthful for her... Take it and give it to her forcefully if that's what it takes. I am going to bathe and get some rest. Make sure to bring her to her room and hand her over to Claude uninjured and unspoiled. Am I understood?" Rena nodded obediently and smiled to Tristan. "Good." Tristan rose and stepped into his pants, which Rena quickly moved to pull up and loop the belt back in. With that, Tristan took his leave and disappeared, leaving Rena and Celestine alone. 



Rena looked to Celestine and saw that she was coming around slowly. Her eyes were open and blinked occasionally. She wasn't really focusing on anything yet though, and was clearly still very dazed. She probably couldn't even hear anything. Rena smiled as she continued to shovel Tristan's seed into her mouth... She was disappointed she hadn't gotten him to cum inside her pussy, to mark her and allow her to bear his children, but she would work on him until he finally allowed it. For now though, she would enjoy the taste of his seed instead. 



It didn't take long before she was down to her last mouthful, and by now Celestine was beginning to mumble incoherently. Rena smiled and leaned over Celestine before taking her face in both her hands. Celestine seemed confused, but that was fine, as Rena brought her lips against Celestine's, and kissed her passionately. Celestine resisted at first, as much as her fogged mind would allow anyway. But despite what her waking mind might want, as she was she didn't resist for long and began to kiss Rena back though Celestine was probably unaware that it was Rena...



It was then that Rena forced Celestine's lips open and shared her master's seed with her. At first the mortal balked, but within a few moments Rena could feel Celestine's hands in her hair as Celestine weakly held Rena in place as she tried to force more of Tristan's seed into her mouth. Rena knew that to Celestine, the cum would taste incredible... so good as to almost be addictive with one taste... Rena knew that better than anyone... 



But soon it was all swallowed up, and Rena broke the kiss and pulled away from Celestine despite Celestine's addled resistance. Rena quickly took Celestine into her arms, and lifted her up and began to head towards the guest chambers. To one such as Rena, Celestine hardly weighed anything at all. It was almost comical that the little maid could carry the taller Celestine like she weighed as much as a feather pillow... Rena knew Claude would have the bath ready for her by now, and by the time Celestine came too entirely, Rena would be long gone... She preferred that... Celestine may have been her lords new side project, and that would take away attention from her, but it didn't mean they had to hate one another... Rena enjoyed the taste of Celestine herself after all... 

