TITLE    : Demonic Submission Ch. 10
STORYID  : demonic-submission-ch-10
SUMMARY  : She sees a new side of him, and shows him what he desires.
AUTHOR   : TheLastChaosLord@lit
DATE     : 2013-03-03
CATEGORY : erotic-couplings
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |demon|incubus|girl on girl|


<i>Hello again all.



So turns out that for whatever reason italicized text isn't showing up all the time in my posts online, even though they are in the word document. So, seems I'll have to change up my style when it comes to internal thoughts or what have you. 



You'll notice some sections of speech in brackets; this is intentional and should denote words communicated via demonic marks, or as parts of internal monologues, and so on and so forth. 



This chapter ended up quite a bit longer then I was intending but such is the way of things. Hope you all enjoy it. </i>



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Lavanna escorted Lord Durial and his group to their car as Tristan carried Rena once again, being careful not to rock her too much as he went down the stairs. She sighed inwardly knowing that Lord Durial was likely very unhappy with her right now... the fact that this occurred on her property, with someone she regularly employed was... damning to say the least. Once Lord Durial stowed the still unconscious Rena into the back seat he turned back to Lavanna. Thankfully his features were focused but not angry at the moment... 



"You are going to attend the next court Lady Lavanna." Ordered verses asked. Lavanna had to suppress the chill that ran through her... 



"Of course Lord Durial. I wouldn't miss it, especially after what happened this evening. I... I wish to apologize... I thought Odeon would question your mortal but... I didn't think he would engage in a full brawl with Rena... Please allow me to make this up to you somehow..." Lavanna tried to keep her voice even, but at the moment she felt like a child who knew a scolding was coming. She hated this... She was a noble, elevated to her status by Lord Durial, but still a noble. She once thought that such nervousness would pass with greater status... but if anything it had only grown, though usually only with him. 



"There is no need. This has afforded me the opportunity to show my foes within the court that I don't take attacks on my person or company lightly. Just be present at the court, and follow my instructions once the Clash is complete." His voice was calm and relaxed as he moved to the far side of the car to sit beside Rena and care for her. 



"M-my Lord..." Lavanna croaked out. "Do you... plan on punishing me after the Clash?" She knew it was a definite possibility... most demonic lords would. Hell most would have her flensed and barbequed for this failing... 



"No. Of course not, if anything I plan on making you more powerful." And with that Lord Durial got into the car and closed the door behind him. Lavanna just stood confused... unsure how he would do such a thing... also confused as to why he was not outraged at her... worry gnawed at her mind...



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As Claude began to drive Celestine looked back from the front seat and saw that Tristan had Rena's head in his lap as she laid in the backseat. She was still sleeping, but Celestine could tell Rena was in bad shape. She looked... frail somehow. Like a strong wind could scatter her. She was also covered in gore and dirt, much of the blood was likely her own. Even healing as she was Celestine didn't miss the gaping wounds in her body... Celestine held tightly to Rena's clothes... something she had picked up on her way out. 



"You are sure she's going to be alright?" She asked Tristan directly. 



Tristan looked up to her slowly and nodded lightly. "I believe so. Odeon wasn't able to break her will... Crack it... but not break it. With some rest, and a lot of somethings to eat she'll be okay." 



Celestine worried and continued to speak. "What do you think would help her most? I mean... I'm not a great cook but I can do some simpler things..." 



Claude glanced to her and Tristan shook his head lightly. "It isn't mortal food she needs Celestine..." 



Celestine cocked her head gently before it hit her like a brick. "... She... she needs to feed on someone's soul..." 



"Specifically a wrathful soul..." Tristan added. "She'll need it to kick start her own metabolism again. I've never seen anything like that though... for her to burn through everything she had so quickly... Have you heard about anything like this Claude?" 



The butler shook his head. "No my lord I haven't. Though I must admit it's a small miracle she's alive at all. That burst was all her power at once, how her body simply didn't detonate is beyond me." 



Tristan nodded. "Agreed. I've seen her at the brink of madness when she gets going... but never before have I seen that. Regardless... we need to get home. Once we do, I'll use one of the soul shards I keep in reserve... It should get her going enough to be able to hunt on her own again after a proper rest and bath." 



Celestine listened to their discussion and looked down to Rena again... When she saw her hanging limply in Tristan's arms back at the mansion, she nearly lost it... She couldn't just... watch someone she cared about die in front of her like that... not again... 



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Rena stirred groggily when She felt herself be laid out on a soft warm bed... she cracked her eyes open and immediately regretted doing so... It was too bright wherever she was. Still she focused on waking up some and glanced about... Claude was there, so was Celestine. Rena smiled lightly... happy to see that Celestine was okay. She heard muffled voices... Claude and Celestine were talking but she couldn't make out any of the words. Celestine seemed to notice that Rena was awake however and rushed over before she began speaking to her. Celestine sounded relieved... but Rena couldn't make out the words... She looked about for her master but was disappointed to see he wasn't there... However she was elated when she heard his voice in her mind... communicating with her through his mark on her.



<i>("I'm glad you are awake. Seems you are doing even better then I expected.") </i>He said sounding pleased. 



"Master..." She mumbled out... Celestine and Claude both looked to her confused and she heard them vaguely as they seemed to be speaking to her again. 



Durial chuckled in Rena's mind and continued to speak. <i>("Use the link Rena... I can't hear you if you don't focus on it. And I do believe you are confusing the others.")</i>



<i>("Oh... right. Sorry...") </i>Rena responded using the demonic mark <i>("I... I am sorry master... I should have been able to beat him.") </i>



Even via the link, Tristan could hear Rena's lethargy. <i>("Hush Rena. You did very well all things considered. From what I could tell you nearly had him once or twice. If his regeneration powers were anything less then what they were he wouldn't have survived.") </i>Tristan explained honestly. She had done very well after all. Rena was used to dealing with more direct demons... But Odeon was an oddball even amongst their kind.



<i>("... It doesn't matter... I should have been able to beat him... I hate him!") </i>Tristan could feel Rena's ire beginning to boil up but it sputtered out and Rena fell back weakly. <i>("I'm... so tired... need to eat...Master... I know I shouldn't ask but-")



("I'm already bringing you something Rena... no need to worry.") </i>Tristan explained to ease her mind.



Rena opened her eyes again and saw Tristan coming into the room, carrying something that glowed red and bright to her eyes. Immediately her heart began to race and she could feel her own hunger surge up and her body prepared to strike. However she never got the chance when Tristan simply offered it to her... Rena paused only for a moment and realized it was a soul shard... and a very large one at that... She wanted to ask if this was okay... It was very valuable after all. But instinct took over and Rena snatched it from his hands and began to gorge herself as she bit into the soft crystal. In an instant she was draining the container of its contents, and could feel the life begin to flow back into her. 



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Celestine watched Rena feed on the crystal Claude and Tristan had called a soul shard... Inside that stone was someone's soul... She knew she should be horrified by what she was seeing, but... any disgust she felt was being eclipsed by her relief at seeing Rena moving. Every moment the color was returning to Rena's features and her wounds began to heal faster... 



It didn't take long for Rena to drain the vessel dry, and it turned to glittery dust in her hands... Rena looked to Tristan and spoke... "Master... I... I want more." Celestine could hear the apologetic tone in her voice... 



"I know Rena... but we need to give your system time to reset itself. Even fed as you are, you are far from being full strength. You need time to digest this and rest. But before sleep, we should get you cleaned up." Tristan moved to pick up Rena and lifted her almost bridal style before turning to the others. "Claude, please see Celestine back to her chambers." He looked to Celestine. "You should rest as well. It has been an... exciting day don't you think?" Tristan asked with a slight grin. 



Celestine couldn't help but blush... Exciting was putting it mildly... She had pissed off a sloth demon, bit her own hand in an attempt to resist Tristan, got to meet several of her childhood heroes, who were apparently on the take from Tristan, get herself marked, watched a demonic gangbang at Lavanna's and nearly got herself killed by Odeon... Yes, A full day... "Fine... just... take care of her. G'night Rena... I'll hopefully see you in the morning." Celestine gave Rena a wave before following Claude out of the room. 



It was then that Rena realized she was inside Tristan's own bathroom. Looking about she saw the large stone bath, big enough for him plus five or six others... She also saw the massage table that she was laying on just moments ago, the shower. Ect... All told it was a large and well furnished bathroom, but Rena also noticed it probably wasn't as large as Celestine's... Regardless of everything else however... what she noticed most of all was how warm her master was against her as he held her up to his chest. She looked down to herself and realized she was utterly filthy... dried blood and broken stone were caked to her naked skin... 



Tristan brought her to the showers first and turned it on while holding her. "Can you stand right now?" Tristan asked her gently and Rena nodded before he set her down, and helped her into the shower. Immediately the warm water began washing away the grime of her battle and Rena watched as it all began to swirl the drain, like bloody rain. However she also noticed that her master was stripping as well. 



"Ma-Master?" Rena asked weakly, feeling dizzy just at the sight of him naked. Normally she would have been ecstatic to see him in the nude... but at the moment all she could think about was how weak she was... She knew that she wouldn't be able to keep up with him if he wanted to fuck her brains out... 



"It's okay Rena... I'm just going to help you bathe. You are still a little shaky on your feet so let me help you okay?" Tristan's words seemed to wrap around her and she felt safe... secure here with him. Nodding lightly he stepped into the large shower with a bath sponge and started using it and soap to clean away much of the gore and grime. 



Rena did her best not to be affected by his touch but try as she might; it was her master touching her... She couldn't help but get flustered, especially when he cleaned her breasts and between her legs. It did not take long before Tristan turned off the shower and began to lead Rena towards the main bath, which always seemed to be full of hot water and helped her get in. Already hot and bothered by her masters nakedness, Rena did her best not to look at his cock... if she did she wouldn't be able to help herself, and weak as she was, she didn't want to disappoint him by having to stop half way through... 



Once in the water Rena almost melted at the relaxing warmth of it... She felt a lot better now that she was clean and dipped in the water up to her neck as she sat on the underwater benches. Tristan got into the bath along side her and she tried to not blush again... However when she felt him lift her up and sit her on his lap she began to thrash lightly in frustration. "Master! You... I... You aren't making this easy you know..." She eventually managed trying to ignore the feel of his manhood nestled between the crack of her ass... He didn't reply but instead only pulled her back so that she lay against his chest... Even sitting in his lap the water came up to her breasts though her nipples were just at the surface. Tristan chuckled lightly at her words and kissed her gently at the base of her neck. 



"I know... forgive me... I'm being selfish. I nearly lost you today after all. I won't try any funny stuff... unless you want me too of course." He added playfully. 



"Mummnn." Rena grumbled out. "Master you're mean... Of course I want it... I always want it from you... I mean... I can feel the lust coming off you through the mark... You want to fuck me right now... don't you?" She wanted it... that much was clear just from her tone of voice... but there was something else too... 



Tristan sighed lightly and gently hugged her, just below her breasts. "Yes... it's because I nearly lost you today, which forced me to think what I would do if I had lost you. Fact of the matter is I don't have an answer for that question... But I know your tired Rena... I know that desire doesn't often listen to the body's needs and limits... Hell, it is because of that, that I exist at all. But you don't need to worry... I won't try anything unless you start it." Tristan assured her gently. 



Rena listened and once he was finished she nodded lightly and simply leaned back to relax. It didn't take long for the warm water to ease her tense body and while she didn't drift off into sleep, she did fall into a half waking state. As the minuets passed she felt her wounds close up and the pinching pain of them disappear. She was still relatively weak... she knew that, but at least now she would be able to move about without any major concerns. 



As her body finished healing itself Rena slowly awoke fully and glanced back at her master, who seemed to be napping himself. Smiling lightly to herself, happy that she had such a lord to serve. Rena couldn't help but nuzzle at his neck and give a satisfied purr. She loved him... despite the fact that she hardly knew what that word meant she still was sure she did love him. However her actions elicited a response. From under her she could feel Tristan's cock begin to stir and harden beneath her, making her give a slight yelp. 



"And here I thought you were too tired for anything like this." Tristan whispered into her ear and she blushed hard all over. "Oh my... are you embarrassed? So unlike you Rena..." She turned away from him as to hide her shame but a shudder went down her body as he nipped at Rena's ear. She could still feel him hardening under her, his growing member grinding up between her legs and grazing her pussy. "Do you want this? Or were you just cuddling?" Her Master asked lowly. 



Rena only gave the slightest nod before she felt his hands on her hips as he began to maneuver her to allow access, but as he pushed, flashes of what happened earlier in the evening ran through Rena's mind and she whimpered and jerked in fear. Tristan immediately stopped and instead simply hugged her for a long moment. Rena felt ashamed... she knew it wasn't Odeon... She knew it. But it felt like it... "I'm sorry master! I am! I just... it just... with him and-"



"Hush." Tristan's voice suddenly soothed her as he continued to hold onto her. "There is no need for apologies... I should have been more aware. Instead, let me try something else... Turn around so you are facing me..." 



Rena nodded and turned around in his lap, so that she was facing him entirely. However it meant that her legs were split open and left her quite exposed. She looked up to Tristan's eyes and smiled sheepishly as he looked over her body... She was about to speak when she felt his fingers gently dance along her pussy, inciting a low moan from her. The touch was only for a few moments and when he stopped Rena looked up to Tristan slightly confused. 



"I'll pleasure you this way... and using your breasts Rena. I will do all the work and you can just sit and relax. Okay?" Tristan asked happily. 



"But... master... what about you? How will get you off? I can't just leave you unsatisfied..." Rena asked desperately. She didn't want to be the only one getting off... she felt selfish for even thinking about it. She was going to suggest something but was quickly silenced when she felt several of his fingers dive into her pussy and begin to rock in and out of her. "Oh... Ohhh! Master!" Her back arched as he continued to play with her, forcing her breasts to rise out of the water slightly. Enough so that Tristan lowered his lips down to the hardening nubs and began to kiss all around the sensitive flesh, circling closer and closer to her erect nipples. 



Rena's mind spun... part of her desperately wanted to pleasure her master back... but his actions were simply too good to tell him to stop or even try to interrupt. Even if she could get out a coherent word, she wasn't sure if he would listen... In fact she was quiet certain he wouldn't. She pawed weakly at him but it only seemed to drive him more. However, unlike most of their trysts, this wasn't a fast and hard fucking... This was Tristan gently playing with her and stimulating the right spots at the right time to make Rena swirl with pleasure... Deep inside, Rena began to let go of her fears that Odeon had damaged her too greatly for her master to want... Despite knowing Lord Durial was relatively kind for a demonic lord, Rena feared that after being defiled by Odeon, her master wouldn't want her any more... Though this clearly proved otherwise... 



As she purred and mewled Tristan continued his gentle assault... his fingers were deep within her pussy, thrusting in slowly over and over, each time grinding against Rena's g-spot, sending slow jolts of pleasure shooting through her body. When his lips reached her nipple he kissed the tip gently before he began to flick his tongue over the sensitive nub over and over before alternating to sucking it lightly and then back again. His free hand played with her other nipple, gently squeezing and rolling it between his fingers. 



Rena did her best to focus enough to speak, though every movement of his hands made it more and more difficult. Despite herself, she began to rock her hips into his diving fingers and she writhed in pleasure. Just as she got the breath to speak it was turned into a long high moan as Tristan began to toy with her clit using his thumb... He had destroyed her ability to speak with one touch and it was all she could do not to scream... he pulled away from her breasts and looked to meet her eyes as he spoke, with a cool calmness that made Rena gush all the more. 



"Don't object... I want to do this for you after all. Proof that nothing anyone could do would ever make me want to toss you away Rena." He accented his words as he ground against Rena's clit and g-spot at the same time, sending her bucking as she sat in his lap. Her body arched against her will and a high pitched cry came from her before she gave one last gasping shudder and fell limp against him, panting hard. 



"But... but after what he did..." Rena began but paused when Tristan shook his head gently. 



"What he did only means that he guaranteed his fate Rena... I'll beat him... in front of the whole court I'll crush him and ruin him for all to see in the Clash. I'll make him beg for death... I promise." Tristan's words came out firm and assuring, and Rena smiled as she hugged herself to Tristan again, weariness taking her once again. 



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Tristan smiled as Rena fell asleep in his arms, and lifted them both out of the water. He dried her off and laid her out on the massage table before drying himself. He looked her over once again, making sure her injuries were healed. However once done he gave a sigh and then placed his hand over her abdomen. "Please let me be wrong..." He muttered to himself. He stretched out his senses and looked past Rena's soul to try and sense what may be within her... But it seems his initial findings were not incorrect... It was all Tristan could do not to roar out in rage... as he felt the new life stirring within Rena's womb... 

<hr pg="2" />He had lied to her back at Lavanna's mansion. He told Rena that she wasn't pregnant with Odeon's spawn... He knew back then of course that it was likely a lie... something said to protect her... plus he wasn't a 100% sure either... but now he was. Already he could feel its essence forming. If left to its devices... Rena would give birth within three days. That is if she didn't kill herself first as soon as she realized what was going on... Tristan sighed and looked to Rena's sleeping face, as he ground his teeth in frustration. He wouldn't let that happen... If he had his way, she would never know either... 



Tristan held one hand over her forehead and another over her abdomen, where he could feel the new life stirring... And he began to press his power as carefully as he could. On one hand, he was giving Rena pleasure, even in her sleep, to keep any pain he might inflict from waking her. The other hand... focused on the unborn abomination inside her... and began to tear its life force away from it... It was difficult of course... very few of Tristan's powers were capable of a high level of accuracy, and at the moment the thing growing inside her was little bigger then the head of a pin... 



Tristan looked to Rena as she seemed to groan in her sleep... He needed to hurry or she would wake soon... but if he mishandled his powers even a little... he would end up seriously injuring her... Something that he wasn't sure she could survive at the moment. Still, he could sense he was succeeding. The abomination inside her was flicking... its own life ebbing out of it and coalescing in Tristan's hand. 



Soon it was snuffed out... leaving only the small glittering light within Tristan's hand... Tristan looked at the sickly green light that swirled around his fingers and knew only contempt for it... It was created by Odeon... and like Odeon... it was meant to die... 



Tristan crushed it into oblivion with a surge of his own power, tossing away the small soul, not even fit for consumption.... With that he gently picked Rena up and delivered her into his bed, before covering her up with the heavy blankets and leaving her there to rest...



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Tristan entered his study and immediately headed to the liquor cabinet, before pulling out a large bottle of bourbon made specifically for demons, and poured himself a healthy amount in a crystal glass. Taking his drink he looked out the glass wall window out into the grounds that surrounded his home. The darkness of the night loomed outside, as if only held at bay by the few lights that were on during the evening... He drank the glass quickly before filling it up again. As he did so he heard the door to the study open and knew immediately who it was. 



"My lord... Miss Celestine has been seen to her chambers and is taking her rest for the evening." Claude reported calmly and simply. Tristan had his back to him but nodded lightly, before slugging back the glass of booze again and setting it down with a loud clank. Claude looked to Tristan and knew that something was off... it was rare that his master drank, and rarer still to such excess as Tristan poured himself another. "My Lord Durial... forgive me if this is too forward..." Claude paused fighting the instinct to simply withdraw. His master was unsettled and he knew it... The smart thing would be to back off and let him cool off... but Lord Durial was always slightly different then most demons. Leaving him to stew could be more dangerous down the line. "... but something seems to be troubling you. Is there anything I can do to help?" 



Tristan pondered Claude's words for a long moment before eventually speaking. "Odeon successfully impregnated Rena." 



Claude was silent for a long moment... but when Tristan heard Claude's knuckles popping as Claude gripped his hands tightly, Tristan was somewhat relieved to find that his butler and friend was as angry about it as he was. "... That bastard... Does... does miss Rena know yet?" Claude asked trying to keep his voice level. Tristan knew Claude looked at Rena as both a proud tutor and colleague, and while it was hard for Claude to admit it, or even recognize it, he cared about her in some obtuse way. 



"No. And she never will. I... killed it before it grew too large." Tristan admitted. "She'll never know it was there if I have anything to do with it." His voice was hard now, as he stared out into the dark through his window. 



"I understand my lord. I will not mention this to her, under any circumstance." Claude said firmly. "I wish I could join you in the Clash... I would enjoy knocking that whelp down a few pegs..."



Tristan chuckled lowly at Claude's words. "Indeed... I think Celestine would agree with you on that matter. But it has to be me alone..." Tristan drank back his latest glass and glared into it once it was empty... 



"My lord... surely you do not doubt... that you can beat him?" Claude asked, still confused as to why his master would drink so heavily. 



"Hum? Oh... no of course I can beat him. The only trick will be not to kill him too fast." Tristan admitted looking back to Claude before taking a seat in his chair. He waved for Claude to sit down as well, across his desk. "No. There is something else entirely that has driven me to drink, though I suppose it is connected with what happened to Rena." Claude listened and took a seat as his master directed, though he didn't speak. Tristan looked to Claude for a long moment and then quickly got up to fetch another glass for his companion. He took his time pouring it and then handed it to Claude. "You are going to want to drink that first my friend..." Tristan explained before taking his seat again. 



Claude looked at the heavy liquor and nodded before drinking the glass down. This was unsettling... never before had Tristan ordered him to drink in order to brace himself for whatever news was coming. Lord Durial usually took a relaxed approach to everything... for him to be this serious...



"This has been a day of ups and downs... As I'm sure you recall Rena's power almost exploded all at once just hours ago. Something neither of us had ever heard of happening before. Hell, we were half a building away and it felt like a punch in the gut at the sudden detonation of raw wrath... It was so abrupt and explosive it nearly killed her for crying out loud..." Tristan left it hanging and Claude only nodded lightly. "Then there was what happened even earlier in the day... with our resident sloth demoness. Even with what Celestine did, it's astounding how the sloth demon reacted. She actively tried to kill Celestine... in a way she knew that would lead back to her. Given she is only one of three sloth demons I keep in my employ and the only one who's had contact with Celestine thus far, she may as well have hung a sign over her head telling us she was guilty..." 



Claude nodded gently again, not entirely sure where his master was going with this. "Hell..." Tristan continued. "... Even Lady Lavanna's reaction is evidence of this..." Tristan downed another drink. "But really the strongest evidence stands with me... I mean... how subtle is this effect? Or perhaps it's part of the effect, for it to go so unnoticed... Maybe it's... maybe it's because unlike most of our powers, it's subtle and slow? Maybe that's why we missed it?" Claude frowned; confused... his master was losing him.



"My lord... I am confused... what are you referring to?" Claude interjected and Tristan blinked once as if realizing again he was trying to explain it to someone else. 



"I'm sorry Claude... I was ranting... I am referring to 'her' of course... Celestine." Tristan said solemnly. 



"Oh... you are referring to your hypothesis that she has an effect on demons? That she makes our desires and wants stronger? I see what you mean... more evidence of this has come to light though I do not see how it is connected to the sloth demoness or Rena's explosive actions..." 



Tristan sighed but nodded. "I understand why you don't see it Claude...Hell I wish I didn't see it... I am taking a leap after all and filling in more then a few gaps with guesses... I think Celestine is a Fell Born..." 



Claude's glass slipped from his fingers as soon as he heard the words. It was only because of his pride that he managed to catch it before it shattered on the hardwood floor. Shakily, he placed it on Tristan's desk and withdrew his hand slowly... Tristan could see the very light quaking in Claude's hand before he placed it in his lap. "... My lord... you do realize... what you are suggesting is..." Claude swallowed. "... Most dire... Please could you explain your reasoning?" Claude was clearly trying to keep his voice even, and proud of the fact that he was doing fairly well... Still, he didn't deny the fact that Lord Durial's suggestion terrified him...



"Well... Let's start from earliest encounters to oldest... First is Rena's sudden and explosive outburst... We know that Rena and Celestine are close... indeed so close as that they have willingly slept with each other. Out of all of us, Rena is the one who has spent the most time with Celestine. When Celestine asked Rena to kill Odeon, she acknowledged that she knew it wasn't right of her to ask that of Rena... yet she still did it. Her anger seethed to the point of burning away moral restraints and asked Rena to butcher Odeon... In essence, Celestine gave voice to her rage and let it flow freely... which, I hypothesize, had an effect on Rena similar to that of a catalyst... The reaction between the now unbound anger of Celestine and Rena's own power was explosive and blew away any restrictions Rena's body puts on itself...." Tristan explained though he paused when Claude looked like he wanted to speak up.



"Forgive me my lord but there seems to be a lot of assumptions in your explanation..." 



"I don't deny that Claude... but with Fell Born there are no absolutes. Even amongst our people they are considered a myth... However some of my assumptions are made with some measure of evidence to back them up. For example... on our way back I glanced through Rena's memories... Rena explained at length how much she hated Odeon, even before she transformed. That in itself is an oddity... Rena usually just attacks... rarely saying a word once she is committed, she rarely sees the point in it after all. But in this instance, she was fighting to protect Celestine... More then that, she was fighting to keep A friend from being taken away from her... indeed her only friend... Celestine put voice to her anger when she asked Rena to kill Odeon... it was likely that same anger that Rena drank in that forced her to speak, before she exploded as she did..." Tristan reasoned...



Claude could only sit and listen... his foot bobbing nervously as he couldn't deny his masters arguments with any logical facts of his own... Yes they were assumptions... but not so broad as to be dismissed out of hand...



"But you are correct my friend... lets move onto another example... Lady Lavanna... She noticed Celestine almost immediately and I had to physically remind her that Celestine was not to be touched. Something that I've never had to do with her... Ever. Lavanna has always been subtle in her envy... And she has never acted on it against me. She long since convinced herself that the results of such an act would be catastrophic. She isn't far from the truth, but even in her elevated status, she doesn't dare push too hard, and defiantly not directly. And yet she was about ready to steal Celestine away and lock her away in some tower, to keep Celestine all to herself." 



Claude grit his teeth... he didn't like how much his Master's arguments were making sense...



"But let's take a step back... I just realized there is another piece of evidence I've overlooked... Odeon himself..." Tristan said slightly surprised at his own revelation. "Odeon is, in all likelihood, spying for some other noble while carrying out jobs for Lavanna. We know he is gathering information on my vassals and those sworn to me so it isn't surprising that he would try and question Celestine... However what is surprising is that he would go to such great lengths to harass and almost assault her. He literally blew his cover in his actions and forced a confrontation. Something that logically he would want to avoid, even if he did think he could win in the short term. His job isn't to kill me or anything... His job was to collect information about those sworn to me... This was a giant blunder if anything. However the question is raised as to 'why' he did it. He had to know that pressing that hard in any other situation would screw him over so why? I think it's because he didn't have a choice... Even during his battle with Rena, Odeon's ability to speak coherently came and went several times... He often reverted to much his most basic nature. Screaming 'Mine mine mine' over and over again as he tried to claim what he perceived should be his. It was like all that mattered to him were his envy and greed, like all sense had been tossed to the wind despite his true objectives." 



"Humm..." Claude pondered, "It is possible you are correct my lord... his rapid rise in power suggests he has a mighty patron helping him after all. As for his actions and speech, it could just be that he isn't very smart. It could also be that his envy and greed simply got away from him. It isn't uncommon for such demons to be burned by their own powers." Claude countered calmly. 



"I suppose you are correct my friend... Still, I don't think we can totally discount it as evidence... What's more concerning is that if it is true that Celestine had an effect on Odeon, it means that length of exposure had nothing to do with her affects on demons... But for now you are correct in calling such an argument suspect. We don't know enough about him to be sure." Tristan admitted. 



"I think that would be the best stance to take for now my lord. We can't allow our preconceptions to color our judgment..." Claude chuckled weakly. "No matter how exotic a creature Celestine may or may not be." 



"Agreed. However let's examine the sloth demoness now... She attacked Celestine... indeed hunted her down and chased her about... Now, sloth demons are known for their near epic flights of revenge, yet even then they are not retarded. They don't strike against foes when they know the retaliation would cost them their lives. Surviving a counter strike is a lot of work after all... So why did this demoness work so hard on getting back at Celestine when she knew it would likely trace back to her? Further still, why would she use her powers? The answer to the second question lies in the fact that Sloth demons are particularly efficient in the use of their abilities. Simply put... it is easier to kill with her powers then it is to drum up the effort to lift her arms and crush her target..." Tristan reasoned out. 



"But my lord... just because it would be easier to kill with her powers, it doesn't mean the sloth demoness would give up any chance of escape later down the road... Wouldn't it be more difficult in the long run, enough so that it would outweigh any short term gain?" 



"You are right Claude, it would. But the premise around sloth is exactly that. 'I'll do it later' or 'it can wait' are fundamentals of being slothful. Further, if we accept the premise that Celestine somehow forces demons into following their natures, even to an almost self destructive extent, would it not make sense that the sloth demoness would do what was easiest right at that moment, even if it meant more work later?" 



"..." Claude looked to Tristan for a long moment before reaching for the bottle of bourbon and pouring himself another glass full which he quickly downed. "I think... I'm beginning to see why you are drinking my lord..." Claude responded shakily... by the sounds of it Celestine's powers were greater then either of them had expected... What's more, they were sinister in their subtly... 



"I'm afraid you may wish to save some of the bottle my friend... I feel like there is even more evidence... Even I am not free of her influence... Think about it Claude... other then Celestine herself, what is the longest a mortal woman has survived if I've kept her here, in my home?" Tristan asked wearily. 



Claude frowned and tried to think... but quickly came up with the answer he didn't want to hear. "At best... mere hours... Most don't even make it here..." Claude ran his hand over his bald head. "But... what does that mean?"



"It means... my friend... that I am being affected by her as well and not just a little bit... I desire to see her let loose and give into her own wants and cravings... However as you know I'm also a creature of impulse... The fact that my desire to see her give into herself is overriding any of my other impulses to simply fuck her and consume her soul is... concerning... What's worse is that I think she began to effect me the moment I started trying to influence her... I had planned on just fucking her and consuming her the moment I saw her. But as soon as I started exerting my powers her innate resistance made me pause and think... giving me time to change my mind about what to do with her..." 



"My lord... I... I cannot refute anything you've said so far... indeed I have no counter argument beyond the fact that I have yet to be influenced by her... Or at least I believe I haven't been affected so far. Yet I have spent some time with her..." Claude was cut off by Tristan.



"But you haven't used any of your powers on her... or even around her Claude... that is the difference. Me and Rena and all the rest... we <i>have</i>. Even Lavanna did when she tried to make Celestine feel envious of her when she took my arm... Just the tiniest push of her powers and suddenly it was all Lavanna could do to keep herself from scooping Celestine up for herself. Think about it Claude... I know it's terrifying but try and consider it... What if she honestly is a Fell Born, the demons' preverbal boogieman? We both know the stories... that the Fell Born are creatures that turn demons' greatest weapons against them... their own sins. Indeed they are supposed to be able to do to us what we do to mortals... Except unlike mortals, when we spiral out of control it quickly becomes explosive and catastrophic. Force us into excesses of sin so great that it burns us away... To a creature like that... what are we but tools to state its own desires?" Tristan asked aloud... not terrified but clearly pondering the question. He wondered if this is what mortals felt like when faced with a demon... This lingering sense that you're up against insurmountable odds hung in the air. 



A long silence filled the study, only broken occasionally when Claude or Tristan took another drink. Eventually Claude spoke up... He had found his center again and seemed calm, at least on the surface. "What does this mean my lord? In light of this... assumption, are we going to kill Miss Celestine before any more damage can be done? If it is in fact true that anytime we use our powers around her we are affected, it could be catastrophic for us..." 



Tristan took another drink and then looked to his companion with a grin. "That would be the logical thing to do wouldn't it?" Claude nodded once before Tristan continued. "But then I've never been a bastion of logic or reason have I?" Tristan stood and looked out the glass wall once again, smiling at the darkness that loomed outside. "No... leave her be. Treat her exactly as we have been thus far. She is my honored guest... I know it may be foolish my friend..." Tristan looked back to Claude and the butler could see his master's eyes glowing in golden light. "But something is telling me to see this too the end... no matter what that end may be." Tristan poured them both a drink, finishing off the bottle, before holding his glass up to Claude in a toast. "To an uncertain tomorrow, at least it'll be interesting." Tristan said with a slight grin. Claude could only chuckle at Tristan's words and clank his glass against his masters before they both slugged their drinks back...

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Rena awoke and looked about her master's room to find that he wasn't along side her. Glancing about she found that it was still very early in the morning only around one o'clock or so. Her stomach hurt for some reason but it was a passing pain and soon it faded completely. Regardless, Rena felt a pang of loneliness as she sat up and got out of Lord Durial's bed. She couldn't find anything to cover her nakedness up with and decided just to go without as she headed out the door. She knew she could have gone back to her own chambers to sleep, and probably should have, but at the moment she didn't want to be alone... It also dawned on her that she never got a chance to tell Celestine that she wasn't upset about what was said at Lady Lavanna's home.



It didn't take long for Rena to find herself at Celestine's door and Rena didn't bother to knock as she entered the room. It was dark of course but with the light from the patio Rena headed over to Celestine's bed and slid into it, trying not to disturbed Celestine as she slept. However despite her attempt to remain quite, the bed shook enough to wake Celestine. 



"Mnng..." Celestine blinked once or twice before realizing who it was that was curling up in the blankets of her bed. "Rena? Wh-... What are you doing here?" Celestine wasn't angry, but rather confused then anything else. 



Rena buried herself deeper into the pillow and blankets before responding. "Uh... you don't mind do you? I mean... I won't try anything or bother you while you sleep. I just... don't feel like being alone right now if that makes any sense at all." Celestine noted that her tone was slightly different then normal. Much of her strength had returned but there was still a frailty to her voice. 



Celestine smiled to Rena, before reaching under the covers and wrapping an arm around her to pull her closer. Rena looked confused but Celestine only smiled wider. "It is fine Rena. And you don't have to sleep way off over there either. I'm here for you if you want. Though I would appreciate no funny business, I'd like to get a halfway decent nights rest tonight if that's okay?" 



Rena nodded and snuggled up along side Celestine. Not so close that it was full body spooning, but close enough. "... Thank you Celestine... And I'm sorry about giving you the cold shoulder today... there was no way you could have known about me and my past..." 



"It should be me apologizing silly... Your culture is just... really different so it takes some getting used to is all... Well... Different and terrifying, but enough of that hum? I think we are both tired." Celestine said as her eyes began to close again, arm still hugging Rena's side. 



Rena curled up and almost purred as the warm bed did her good. It didn't take long for sleep to start encroaching on her. But before Rena tumbled into her dreams, Celestine spoke up again, half asleep herself. "Rena... you are naked right now aren't you?" Celestine asked slightly amused as her hand slide up and down Rena's naked sides lightly.



"Yep. Sorry... didn't stop by my room for any clothes..." Rena giggled a little before sighing happily. 



"Meh." Celestine replied, realizing she didn't actually care at all, before she snuggled a touch closer to Rena and let sleep take her. 



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Celestine awoke to the sounds of chirping birds outside. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that the sun had already begun its assent into the sky as her room was filled with pale light. Once again hunger gnawed at her, forcing her to sigh in resignation. She would have to go get food again... which meant facing Tristan and everything that came with it. However as she laid her head back down into the warm pillow she saw that Rena was still very much in bed with her. Still naked and cuddled up close. Compared to the sight of her from last night, Rena looked almost like an angel. But then again... last night she looked like a victim of a bombing... 



Celestine kept herself from shuddering as she tried to think of what would happen if Rena had died... She would have been alone again... without anyone in the world to turn to. What was worse... would have been the fact that she knew she would have been responsible for Rena's death... She had asked Rena to take Odeon down, something she had since come to regret. Never mind the moral implications of asking someone else to kill another person, but the fact that Rena had been violated and nearly died because of it frightened her. Up until the point where Celestine had seen Rena broken and bloodied, she had somehow been this invincible warrior in Celestine's mind. Strong enough to take on any opponent... Seems she was wrong about that...



However... something else happened that evening that Celestine didn't like thinking about... Seeing that demonic orgy was enough to make her hot and bothered... the fact that she nearly broke just by watching though... She knew she had to be more careful from now on... If she could she would have to excuse herself from sexually explicit situations... Yet even as she resolved herself to do so, it dawned on her that she didn't exactly have a lot of choice... 



Tristan... they were all demons... and she was their 'guest'. More specifically she was Tristan's captive... as he slowly... okay not so slowly... whittled her defenses down. Even last night, seeing him care for Rena, caused fresh chips to appear in her resolve. He was surprisingly gentle... and if nothing else, she could see that he was genuinely concerned. It was becoming quite apparent that unlike other demons, Tristan cared about those under his authority. He would fight to protect them... Maybe even die for them. Despite herself that fact alone struck a cord in her... Despite his vulgar tendencies, Tristan was, at least some of the time, a very noble man. 



Fresh images of him dashing and heroic began to creep into her mind and she had to bite her lip to keep them back. The pain allowed her to refocus and try and think of something else. She instead looked to her past and wondered if the world outside had noticed her disappearance. Cameron may have... After all she hadn't texted her best friend in over a day now... She wondered if Cameron was doing alright... Celestine knew she usually acted as Cameron's common sense, pulling her back from jumping headlong into bad ideas... 



Still, Cameron was an adult... Celestine should have to have more faith in her friends. Regardless she wondered if there was a police investigation or not... And if there was, were they closing in on finding her? Despite her best wishes, Celestine knew it was unlikely. Tristan seemed to have this abduction thing down to a science, and she hadn't heard of dozens of women disappearing from the region... But how could she get out of here? Forcing her way out was impossible... And while she pondered sneaking out, she only had a rough idea as to where she was... Plus that was assuming no one came chasing after her... which was quite likely. In fact it was certain... 



"Damn it all..." Celestine whispered to herself. More then anything she had to hope that Tristan got bored with her and would let his guard down... If he did that she might be able to escape without pursuit. Maybe... But in all likelihood... she was going to end up dead... or worse... some trussed up sex slave for Tristan to enjoy whenever he wished... Again, unbidden images came to her mind as she saw herself with her hands tied behind her back, laid out on a table with her ass in the air as he took her from behind... All the while she was panting and begging for him to drive into her deeper...



"Shit!" Celestine hissed out again. "Fucking imagination... why is it...so vivid?" Celestine asked herself, clearly frustrated... She knew it wasn't his powers at the moment... it was all her. At least her dreams had been markedly silent, no more phantoms trussing her up and fondling her. Not that she minded at the time... Even now she wished the dream hadn't ended before he drove his cock into her... What she wouldn't give to feel his thick hard cock splitting her... 



"Damn it all again." Celestine groaned to herself. She was beginning to realize that her frustrations were getting the better of her. She hadn't gotten off since Rena had eaten her out and while she had to admit it hadn't been that long, Celestine was not accustomed to her current situation, where sex and lust seemed to be everywhere, overwhelming her senses. If she wanted to think strait again, she was going to have to get off... Desperation began to cling to her and despite herself Celestine looked to Rena, wondering if she could ask her to help. However she was startled when she found Rena's eyes were open and she had a knowing grin on her face. 



"R-Rena! Uh... good morning!" Celestine stammered out, clearly flustered by Rena being awake already. "Uh... I hope I didn't wake you up as I moved around. I'm sorry if I did..." Celestine tried, her embarrassment keeping her from actually asking the question she wanted to. 



"Oh... that wasn't what woke me up." Rena replied, still grinning.



Celestine knew what that grin meant... Rena knew something was up. She might have not known exactly what it was, but she knew something was going on. "Oh?" Celestine replied weakly, trying to look away innocently to avoid blushing more... "What woke you up then?" 



Rena cleared her throat, and then proceeded to mimic Celestine. "Shit! Fucking imagination... why is it... so vivid?" She then stopped and grinned wider, fully aware that Celestine was sexually wanting... "No offence Celestine, but I'm lying right next to you. It isn't like I couldn't hear you." Rena giggled and shrugged before sitting up and looking over her shoulder to Celestine, who was still lying back in the bed. The covers fell down Rena's body and Celestine suddenly remembered her friend was very naked... Rena saw Celestine blush hard and it was impossible to resist playing with her some...



Rena pounced catching Celestine's arms and forcing them above her head gently. Rena meanwhile was just overtop Celestine, Rena's face a few inches from Celestine's, her black hair hanging down and tickling Celestine occasionally. Rena could feel Celestine's breath coming a little faster then normal and the flush was spreading. However Rena didn't take any further action. Instead she simply spoke. "You look like you wanted to ask me something..." 



Celestine gulped and began to look away but Rena simply darted to try and keep their eyes locked. Celestine tried to think of how to say it but eventually she just blurted it out. "I need your help to get off!" Celestine waited for Rena's reply but she seemed to only wait for Celestine to continue. "... I'm frustrated right now. Really badly... I can't... can't even get a coherent thought out without it being rife with sex or lust... will you help me please?" Celestine tried to keep the begging out of her voice but was only partially successful. 



Rena meanwhile purred in delight hearing Celestine's words, and thought to play with her a little more. "Hummm.... Are you asking me to fuck you Celestine?" 



Celestine bit her lip a little but responded, "No... I mean... It wouldn't all be one way... I'd return the favor..." Embarrassment still riddled her despite her obvious want. 



"Well..." Rena began. "I don't know... I mean I really shouldn't. Master might like you like this... all hot and frustrated. Almost burning with need... Plus maybe I don't really want to be objectified like this..." Rena gave a slight chuckle and was going too continue but Celestine let out a low lustful moan that shot strait to Rena's pussy taking her breath away. She looked to Celestine and her mouth went a little dry as Celestine writhed under her. "I... uhh..." Rena gulped as she tried to think of what she was going to say... it was something witty and would tease Celestine a little more, but at the moment, seeing Celestine vulnerable, beautiful and wanting made Rena's head go blank... 



"What's wrong Rena?" Celestine's voice came through low and seductive, sending slow chills running up and down Rena's spine... It was strange... it was almost like Celestine's voice was pulling Rena into embracing her. "Or maybe you see something you want?" Celestine continued as she arched her back, making her breasts stand out and prominent as she shifted and squirmed lightly. 



Rena blinked once more and realized that if she didn't stop this now she wouldn't be able too... Rena screwed her eyes shut, despite the veritable feast in front of her and slowly let go of Celestine's wrists and pulled away, leaving Celestine alone in the bed as Rena hopped out. Only when she was sure she was looking away from Celestine did Rena open her eyes again and was able to refocus. However Celestine spoke up, concern clearly in her voice. The low and sultry minx that was there a moment ago seemed to have disappeared. "Rena? I'm... I'm sorry. I know... that was weird and strange and I shouldn't have... Sorry... I made things really awkward didn't I? It's just when you jumped me... I... well switch got all flipped ya know?" 



Rena looked back to Celestine with a smile, having regained control of herself. "It's fine Celestine... I shouldn't have been teasing you like that... Listen... I would like to help... but at the moment I can't really. It wouldn't exactly be... safe." Rena tried to explain simply. Though just by looking at her, it was apparent that Celestine didn't get it. Rena fidgeted and continued to explain. "It wouldn't be safe... because... well... I might get 'too' into it and try and... well... eat you..." Rena said half-afraid Celestine was going to lose it. Instead she just looked more confused. 



"I thought you needed wrathful souls to regain your strength?" 



"I do... but... well lust is my next most powerful sphere... with my wrath so weak right now I might lose control over my own lust and try and claim your soul... I don't want that... Never mind the fact that it wouldn't really fix the problem, but I'd also lose you... I wouldn't be able to stand it if I ended up hurting you..." Rena tried to explain. 



However Celestine surprised her by not freaking out. If anything, it seemed as if she slowly was beginning to get it. She was still frustrated as hell, but she didn't exactly want to die either... "I see... Well damn it all."



"If it helps..." Rena tried. "I should be good to go by this evening. I suspect that I'll be out hunting most of the day... I'll be fine by this evening and we can romp all night... Though honestly... Master could probably relieve your... uh... stress better then I ever could." Rena smiled as Celestine glared at the suggestion that Tristan be the one to sate her wants. "Hey," Rena tried putting up her hands defensively. "You have to admit he is 'better equipped' then I am in that regard... No? Well, worth a shot..." Rena shrugged and chuckled. "Should we go and get some breakfast? I'll need to stop off at my room first to get some new clothes though." 



Celestine was about to go back to the subject of Tristan but her growling stomach silenced her before she nodded lightly and got out of bed...



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Celestine was eating another over easy egg as she listened to the others speaking... She had noticed early that the sloth demoness that had attacked her yesterday was no where to be seen. Additionally, she had paid attention to where they were going when Rena led her back to the dining room. Despite herself Celestine was slightly disappointed when she saw the place was perfectly clean when she first came in... She half hoped that it would still be a mess. 



Regardless, Celestine listened to the others as they spoke about their plans. Tristan was going to assist Rena in her hunting... She was probably perfectly capable of doing it herself, but he wanted to be sure nothing happened. Thankfully, Celestine noticed that Rena didn't mention a word of what had happened earlier in the morning, though she did occasionally give Celestine a knowing look. It was all Celestine could do to not stare at Tristan... Part of her was screaming at her to simply jump him and pull his pants down before stuffing his dick into her damp pussy. For his part, Tristan was completely polite and didn't make any innuendo or suggest any lewd actions... A small respite it seemed... However as a lull in the conversation came up, Celestine spoke. 



"Claude... are there any maps of this place? I think I'm beginning to get a lay of the land but a map would be handy..." She made note not to look directly at Tristan, though he had noticed her question. 



Claude shook his head. "I'm afraid not my dear. I suppose I could have one drawn up, but generally we avoided such things to prevent anyone from the outside getting to know the layout in the case of an attack." 



Celestine frowned but nodded. "In that case, could I get some paper and pencils? I want to get to know this place better and it'll help if I draw up a map for myself." 



Claude nodded lightly but when Tristan spoke up Celestine couldn't help but look to him, her heart jumping to a slightly quicker pace. "Just be careful not to go into the lower levels alone okay?" 



Celestine frowned. "...Why not? What's down there? I thought the mark would protect me from any of your people." 



"It will Celestine, it's just... well the basement has special uses. None of which should involve you so it's nothing you need to familiarize yourself with." Tristan reasoned, though Celestine could tell he was evading the subject entirely... She simply nodded once and then went back to eating. It didn't take long for breakfast to be finished, and despite knowing that Rena was going out to kill human beings... she went to see her friend off... and wish her luck.



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Celestine wandered the mansion making notes on her map as she went. She had started at the front door and gone from there, making notes as to passages to be explored later and noted locations who's function was either not immediately obvious or were locked off entirely. Wandering around alone at first unsettled her. She happened upon the staff occasionally but unlike before, they didn't look at her with hunger in their eyes. Instead they were cordial and polite, if not slightly distant. 



Regardless of that however, she was able to map out a few key paths throughout the building such as the path from her own room to the front door, Rena's chambers, The dinning room, and so on. That said however she knew that the majority of the building was still not mapped out. She did happen upon a pool however. It was strange in that part of it was indoors, while another section entirely was outdoors with a transition right through the wall. Once she was outside Celestine began to wander the grounds for the first time while it was still light out, and found that her estimation of the grounds size wasn't far off. Many of the statues that were scattered around the grounds however didn't help her simmering sexual frustration, given that they were all in provocative poses or two people intertwined in rough and occasionally violent fucking... 



Celestine went up to one of the many statues and touched the stone, surprised by its smoothness. At even first touch it almost felt as smooth as perfect skin. It was hard of course... it was still stone. But Celestine wondered how such perfect smoothness could have been created at all... She would have dwelt on the subject longer, but the statue itself was making her imagination run rampant, and she moved on. 



Celestine did happen upon several small gardens, several of which were being tended too by various individuals. All of them were attractive to the eye, and Celestine thought these were likely all lust demons of some vein or another. She didn't approach any of them, but she did enjoy the gardens themselves. Each was vibrant and full of color, and very much alive and well. Over and over again Celestine was surprised to find beautiful and breathtaking things, in a den of creatures most, including herself, considered almost wholly evil... 

<hr pg="4" />After wandering around outside for several hours Celestine eventually came back in and got some lunch. No one was about to make anything so she whipped it up herself. Nothing special really just a simple sandwich with juice. She was about to bring it up to her room in case anyone else came into the kitchens but as she was leaving, Claude happened upon her. 



"Good afternoon my dear, it seems you have beaten me to the punch. I was looking for you to ask if you wished for any lunch." Claude said kindly. 



"Oh... That's fine. I don't need anything extensive for lunch. I was just exploring so its no surprise you couldn't find me... This place is freaking huge! What do you do with all this space? Most of it is empty as far as I can tell..." Celestine decided to sit as they began to speak... eyeing her sandwich hungrily. 



Claude chuckled but sat with her. "Please feel free to eat miss, no need to stand on manners for me. As to answer your question, there is an abundance of extra room for visiting nobles and what have you who during occasions where such large gatherings are required. Most nobles have smaller abodes, though demons of envy and greed often go overboard in terms of size and grandeur. It is rare, but not unheard of for demons with the status of Lord Durial to hold their own private courts, specifically for those sworn to them. It also helps during galas and parties, which for demons can last several days." Claude explained simply. "In order to prevent any one demon from feeling spurned or unappreciated, most lords ensure they have enough room for each vassal and some of each vassal's sworn servants."



"Humm..." Celestine pondered as she took another bite. "So you are saying, that there are times when this place is full to the brim with the demons that are sworn to Tristan?" 



"Indeed Celestine, though it is not always just demons. Most often demonic nobles will bring several demonic servants with them, but also several marked mortals. To be perfectly honest, courts are often held simply for demons to show off to one another, as much as managing any other actual political affair. While it isn't an official method of measuring status, demonic nobles are often judged on the mortals they keep, especially by their peers within a primary sphere." 



Celestine pondered that for a moment and frowned before finishing one of the halves of her sandwich. "...After we got Rena back, Tristan told Odeon that he would confront him during the court of Vestiem the Sovereign... I have two questions... first, who is Vestiem... and second, am I going to be paraded around like a show dog too?" Celestine's voice was slightly sharp but she tried to blunt her anger as much as she could. 



Claude only smiled though. "Vestiem is the sovereign of the core demonic court of this region. His reign spreads across the west coast from Oregon all the way up to the northern reaches of Canada, and east claiming regions as far as Montana. He is one of the true kings of the demons across the world. There are approximately twenty of demonic sovereigns spread across the world, each holding great swaths of dominion, some over whole continents... They are not gods, and while they can be killed, it is usually only by the combined effort of at least a dozen other powerful demons. To put it as simply as possible, Vestiem the Sovereign is only demon to my knowledge which Lord Durial is willing to pay homage too... And it isn't out of courtesy... it's out of the honest realization that Vestiem could wipe my master, and all his allies off the map in a shockingly short amount of time." 



Celestine listened to Claude's words and found herself shaken by them... How powerful must this individual be to claim such great expanses of land as his domain, all under the noses of the human population? Celestine suppressed a shudder and continued to eat, though as she did she was finding her appetite had left her. Still she forced it down. Once she was finished Celestine began to clean up after herself. However she spoke up again as apparently Claude wasn't going to be forthcoming. "You never answered my second question." 



She heard Claude sigh lightly but he answered regardless. "Indeed I suppose that may be the case my dear. Though I do not know for certain... There is a chance against it I suppose. Lord Durial is known for not bringing any mortal servants to court so it might not be surprising for him to leave you out of it. Usually demonic nobles don't bring mortals that don't bear at least the second mark. Some are so wary they do not bring mortals beyond the third mark... Though those are usually demons of envy or what have you, paranoid creatures that they are. However the lack of a mortal companion for lord Durial is often a topic debate amongst the nobles and their servants at court. Some, notably the ones who support my lord, argue that he doesn't bring mortals simply because most wouldn't survive being near him that long, speculating that his passions would consume them. Others argue that for a creature like Lord Durial, there are few mortals that he would find worthy of being at his side during court, and he doesn't lower himself simply for the sake of showing off someone he would rather not for the sake of the other nobles. Those that speak against my lord suggest that perhaps he is incapable of finding a mortal to bring, or that he is soft and is too kindly to force a mortal to be his servant."



Celestine had to stifle a laugh at his last comment. "Oh yes, because abduction is so very kind, as is the near constant sexual abuse." Celestine laughed again but shook her head. "But regardless of the nay-sayers... what do you think Claude? Would I be a worthy trophy for Tristan to show off to his colleagues?" Celestine looked to him grinning lightly, clearly she was joking but his response surprised her. 



"Why of course Celestine... why would you ask such a thing?" his voice gentle and complementing. "Indeed you would be... You are beautiful; strong both of body and will, and you have an alluring charisma about you that I dare say complements my lord perfectly as well as being able to stand on its own. I honestly have trouble not imagining you walking along side him, arm looped in with his as you both enter the main chambers of Vestiem's court." He sighed pleasantly as if recalling the thought of it. "Indeed I think other demons of lust would seethe to see you on his arm, wishing they were you and held your charms, while demons of greed and envy would be brought to despair as they wished to have you for themselves." 



Celestine couldn't help but imagine it herself as Claude spoke... despite herself pride welled in her chest to hear his words, and she flushed lightly as she saw herself, almost gliding along Tristan, her wearing her blue dress that suited her perfectly, and him in his own robes and armor... like a king and queen marching forwards... Celestine had to shake her head to dispel the image... "I... see." Was all she could manage, fearing that if she said more her desires would betray her in her voice...



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Later in the afternoon Claude had shown Celestine around to some of the more out of the way rooms within the mansion. A gym of sorts along with an entertainment room to name a few of the rooms he introduced her too. Celestine was more interested in the gym and was surprised when Claude explained that it was originally for mortal servants and the like, though since Tristan kept so few of them, and none in his home, it was rare that the facilities were ever used. To Celestine it was perfect. Big enough to have any of the equipment she needed while not being crowded... One thing she hated about working out was always the crowds of people at the local gyms. It always felt like she was being ogled by brutes or glared at by other women...



Regardless Claude continued and was going to show her the way back to a location she knew. However along the way Celestine paused as she noticed a wide staircase leading down into what she assumed was the basement. At its bottom was a great door, made of some sort of black polished stone. Its surface was etched with runs that Celestine had trouble following with her eyes... But something down there made her want to explore beyond the doors... Claude paused as Celestine looked down the wide stone staircase and noticed that she was slowly cocking her head and could see her curiosity gnawing at her. Glancing back to Claude she spoke up. "I don't suppose it is possible for you to tell me what is down there?" 



Claude seemed to ponder for a long moment, his expression neutral and aloof. Eventually he spoke however. "I could... but I doubt words could help you understand. Plus Lord Durial said it had nothing to do with you, so I think it would be best for me not to try and explain."



"Actually..." Celestine began with a sly grin on her face. "He said that I shouldn't go down there alone... if you went with me, perhaps I would be able to understand hum?" 



Claude chuckled. "Indeed then it may be permissible, but I must still decline my dear. I agree with Lord Durial's assessment after all. It isn't meant for someone like you." Claude turned and began to walk again, and after giving one more glance down the stairwell Celestine began to follow Claude. 



"What could be so bad that even a demon wouldn't want to talk about it?" Celestine asked her curiosity still itching. Her voice covered the fact that she was marking the stairwell on her map... 



Claude responded quickly and calmly. "I could explain... or at least try. But I think you would prefer that I didn't my dear... Please just take my word on this." Claude wasn't pleading... Celestine doubted that Claude was capable of pleading, but he was clearly trying to get her to drop it as politely as he could. Unfortunately that just made Celestine all the more curious...



After a few more corners turned and what not Celestine got her bearings again and didn't require Claude's guidance, yet he still followed her regardless. When they arrived at her chambers he spoke up again. "Is there anything else I can get you or perhaps do for you Celestine? If it is within my power, it would be an honor to assist you in any way I can." 



Celestine dropped down to sit in her bed and sighed before responding. "Thank you but no. Not unless you can conjure forth someone for me to talk to about all this with..." Celestine said a note of depression sounding in her voice. 



"I'm sorry... I am not sure what you mean..." Claude responded confused. 



"I'm lonely Claude... Rena is great... Hell she's fantastic... but there are some things... well some things she just doesn't get. I miss my other friends... Cameron especially... She always had a way to cheer me up. I could always talk to her about anything... you know?" Celestine looked to Claude and realized that he was trying to understand, but failing. "It's... nothing Claude. Forget it. It's not like you can bring her here anyway so it is pointless to bring it up." Celestine smiled to Claude and he nodded lightly before turning and taking his leave. 



As Claude turned the corner he pondered what Celestine could have meant... He understood her being lonely, but it seemed the only way he could resolve that was to bring someone else here. She mentioned someone named Cameron... An idea formed in Claude's mind and he began to set to work immediately, his pride driving him on.



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Despite her best efforts she was still simmering with want, even as day gave way to evening... She had tried to get herself off a few times, but her fingers only succeeding in satisfying her want for a short while, before her imagination began to gnaw at her waking mind once more. She had tried napping a few times but she was never able to quite her mind enough to manage it... She had even used the newly discovered gym to try and burn off the energy but it wasn't enough. If anything it only caused her imagination to rev even higher. 



So when she heard the rapid footsteps coming down the hall towards her chambers Celestine almost leapt up in anticipation. She went to open the door and Rena leapt through and into Celestine's arms giggling happily, full of energy again. "Rena!" Celestine almost yelped out. "Take it easy would ya?" Celestine said as she tried to suppress her own laughter. Rena's happiness was almost infectious in its bubblyness. 



Rena chuckled once more before whispering into Celestine's ear. "Easy, but what if I like it hard?" Rena gave Celestine a slight nip before pulling away from her, a playful grin on her face. Celestine meanwhile flushed at Rena's innuendo. 



"Rena! Geez... you just get right to the point don't you?" Celestine sputtered out as she began to follow Rena, who had by this time bounded onto Celestine's bed. 



"Oh please Celestine! I can tell you are still revved up, if not even more compared to this morning. Hell I can smell it... And I can smell that you went and finger fucked yourself at least two... no three times while I was gone. You dirty girl you..." Rena stretched out on Celestine's bed and gave Celestine a 'come and get me' look. Celestine had been hoping for this all day really, but now that it was suddenly happening she felt very awkward. She shuffled up to the bed and fidgeted as Rena watched her. 



Without any real warning or preamble, Rena knelt on the bed and began to strip, pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it aside while she began to work her pants down. Celestine went red all over again as Rena brazenly unwrapped herself in front of her. Celestine was about to start following Rena's example, though she was markedly less eager but Rena pushed Celestine's hands away from the hem of her shirt as Celestine stood in front of the bed. "Nuh uh... I have an idea." Rena said with a wicked grin as she reached and took one of Celestine's breasts firmly, causing Celestine to gasp out. Just glancing down Rena could see Celestine's nipples standing up hard against the fabric... despite her embarrassment, Celestine was horny and clearly wanted a good fucking. 



Rena made sure that her eyes were locked with Celestine's as she slowly began to lean closer and closer towards Celestine's breasts. About half way though she opened her mouth and let her tongue lull out. Rena could feel Celestine's breath spike as her chest heaved. Celestine was about to object but Rena jolted to cover the rest of the distance and her tongue flicked over Celestine's nipple through the thin fabric of her pale tan shirt. Immediately a moan ripped from Celestine's throat, low and wanton and desperate for more. Rena grinned as she continued to lap and lick at Celestine's erect nipple. Celestine felt powerless to resist, not that she even wanted to. Rena didn't pause in her oral assault for a moment, and when Celestine's shirt was good and wet around her nipple, Rena moved onto the opposite nub to repeat the process. However as she did so, Rena noticed Celestine squirming, specifically she was pinching her knees together, trying to stimulate herself without actually using her hands... 



Rena slipped her free hand under the waist of Celestine's pants and dipped it low between her legs. At first Celestine tried to keep her legs closed to resist the forced entry, but it didn't take long before she was splitting her legs and giving Rena full access. It took her barley a moment before she slipped two of her fingers into Celestine's wet snatch and drove them deep into her as her thumb ground against Celestine's clit. Rena could feel Celestine's legs shake, threatening to give out under her as the onslaught continued. 



However Rena paused just long enough to speak to Celestine. "You've been waiting for this all day haven't you?" Celestine nodded weakly, having begun to nip at her lower lip... "Speak up Celestine." Rena demanded, her voice husky and wanting. 



A long whimper came out of Celestine and she didn't reply at first. Rena, convinced her to speak as she bit down lightly on Celestine's nipple, sending a shock of pleasure through her. "Fuck! Yes! I've been waiting for this all day! I tried to make it better by masturbating over and over but it didn't work!" Celestine's voice sent ripples of desire through Rena. It was just like this morning... smooth and seductive. "Now do me more!" Celestine demanded, her voice clearly dripping with lust. "Make me cum!" 



Rena nodded quickly and used her hand to bring both of Celestine's nipples into her mouth at once as she lapped and suckled them through Celestine's shirt. Meanwhile her fingers blurred inside Celestine's pussy as she drove them in and out hard and fast. Celestine's head lulled back as she let out another long loud moan, before her voice began to cry out. "Oh... damn it Rena! Just... A little ... Oh fuck me! FUCK! <i>AHH! AHHH!!!" </i>



Rena felt Celestine's pussy grip hard around her fingers over and over, trying to milk them and drive them further into her... Rena moaned into Celestine's nipples as her friend came and came hard... By the time she was finished and came down from her orgasm she fell down onto the bed along side Rena, trying to catch her breath...



"Was that good Celestine?" Rena asked hopefully as she pulled her fingers, wet with Celestine's sex into her mouth, sucking them clean before sliding her hand into Celestine's pants again. Celestine nodded before speaking again...



"Yes... but I want more... much more!" her voice clearly hungry and Rena knew she was in for a full night...



"I must admit... I'm impressed." Tristan's voice made Celestine almost leap out of the bed at its sudden invasion... Her eyes darted towards Tristan and immediately she wished she hadn't... He was sitting in a plush couch chair watching as the two of them lay panting in her bed... what was worse, was the fact that he had pulled out his cock and was slowly stroking it... He was completely erect and Celestine could feel her heart clench with desire and lust... what Rena said this morning wasn't wrong... he was very well equipped to sate any desire she might have had... Her breathing slowed and Celestine couldn't help but stare, even as Rena snuggled up and nipped at her collarbone. 



"Hey now... don't forget about me..." Rena cooed lightly. 



Celestine snapped out of it and looked to Rena, confused and while she was trying to deny it, clearly aroused... "What... what is he doing here Rena?" She asked as evenly as she could... which wasn't even at all really...



"Hum? Oh you mean master... he's just going to watch... He won't actually get involved unless we ask him to... so no need to worry there okay?" Rena replied hoping she didn't piss off Celestine... Celestine didn't know that while hunting today Rena had kind of let it slip that Celestine was so revved up. Her master already knew of course. He could tell just by being near her at breakfast... 



Celestine blinked once more at Rena and babbled a bit before finally getting it out. "No! Absolutely... Absolutely not! I won't... let him watch me... well... you know..." Embarrassment flooded back in, and Celestine turned away from Tristan... she knew that with the wet spots in her shirt, Tristan could see her nipples though the thin light tan shirt... 



"But why not!" Rena whined... "I don't mind... and I know you'll like it." Rena said aloud. 



"What?!" Celestine asked infuriated. "What makes you think I want to be watched while... while... relieving my stress?" She eventually managed. 



"Uhm... Celestine... I have my fingers in your pussy... The moment you heard him your cunt clamped down hard, and it's been squeezing my fingers and oozing all over them ever since you saw him stroking himself..." Rena responded amused but trying to be gentle in her words... Celestine didn't realize it at first, but when Rena mentioned it, she realized it was true... she did her best to stop, but could feel she only had partial success... 

<hr pg="5" />"I... I..." Celestine fought with herself as she tried to think of a response. 



<i>(Do you hear that? He wants to watch us... as we writhe in ecstatic bliss he wants to stroke himself off! Give in already... it's not like he'll actually be fucking us... You know we want to... Watching got us riled up so bad... Just imagine what being watched will be like!)</i>



"No... it's... it's sick... I'm not... a fucking porn... star..." Celestine whispered out, though with Rena so close she looked at her friend confused...



<i>("Oh Bull. It isn't sick, it's fucking hot!! Do it! Or are you gonna bail on Rena now that she did us so damn good!")</i>



"I... no... I don't..." Celestine stopped arguing with herself when Tristan spoke again...



"I promise I won't intervene unless you both ask... just like Rena said. I'm just an observer... nothing more. I swear." Tristan said simply and calmly... but it was hard to listen as she watched his hand slide up and down his cock... a bead of precum forming at its tip. 



Celestine felt her mouth go dry and shivers of desire wrack her body... Unbidden, her head began to slowly nod, and Celestine looked up to Tristan's eyes. What he saw there was a glimpse of the thing he had been working so hard to let loose... Her voice was like silk to his senses, and made his cock pulse hard in his hand... It was all Tristan could do but leap out of his chair and take her there and then... Her eyes burned with desire that easily reviled the horniest of succubi. She was stoking his desire by showing him what he wanted so desperately, yet denying him exactly that... 



"Yes... you can watch... But only watch... unless I invite you..." 



Celestine heard the words come from her lips... saw how he reacted... and it made her heart race as she turned to Rena and kissed her hard, inciting a moan from the small demoness... ready to put on a show for him...



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<i>And that is chapter ten! 



Sorry to leave you folks hanging but I figured it's time for the next chapter. I enjoyed writing this chapter a lot, and before you start roaring at me for having just more girl on girl for next chapter, believe me when I say the tag for the next chapter will not be 'lesbian sex'. The question remains though, how far will Celestine actually go?



Read the next chapter to find out!</i>

