Last Silence

A/N: Hi, so this is a story that me and my lover are writing. There will be a major change in writing every so often, just to tell you. Tell us what you think by reviewing. Please enjoy!

Chapter 1


Silence…at times it can be as soothing as a gentle breeze after a long day, yet for some, it moves them closer and closer to the edge. Sanity can be broken with the tools of love, chains, and cages… Only a true spirit remains bright in the darkest situations. Unfortunately, this is where our story begins. A boy, Zack sat in his cell, Lilly laying her head on his dirty chest. A constant dripping from the sewage pipes became a tempo to their heartbeat. Their bodies both drained of tears from constant weeping for freedom, yet being together, gives them the strength that no demon can take away.

Lilly sighed, a regular indication of despair, of wanting Zack to comfort her. He looked down at her pale form, seeking his own comfort with her in their few precious moments together. Zack ran his fingers through her hair. It seemed like it never got dirty, no matter how long she went without being hosed with the barely-clean water from the hoses. She smiled up at him weakly, giving another regular expressed message of love.

A door opened in the darkness, creating echoes in the silence of the cells. Another group of slaves were heard whimpering and weeping as they were driven into their new homes. The guards laughed at them in their demonic language, which they use only to make the slaves worry about what they are saying.

Zack picked his head up, an action easily noticed by his lover. Lilly looked up at him worriedly, knowing he heard something said about them. He recently learned a few words of their language so he could piece together fragmented sentences, much to Lilly’s dismay. Any time he took notice, something was about to happen.

“What is it?” she whispered, trying to hide her terror from the guards who seemed to be fed by it. Zack sighed lightly and rubbed his love’s shoulder with his hand.
“It’s nothing. I just thought I heard something about us. Go back to sleep,” he said to her. He always had the gift of making her feel at ease, something she needed as often as she could get.

Zack lay his head back on the cell wall. It wasn’t comfortable, but he would not take the risk of lying in the beds. They stank of rotting flesh, vomit, and mold, and were home to vermin and nightmares. He continued to listen to the conversation the guards were having. They were, actually, talking about them. He couldn’t fully understand what they were saying, but the message was clear. They were going to be sold to a different company somewhere to the west. The guards were discussing how much money they could get by selling them. Most of the slaves died within a month, but then, most didn’t have anyone to comfort them after a day of being brutally raped…

This was the reason Zack and Lilly were kept together. Demons are cruel, but they are smart enough to see that humans kept each other alive, which meant not having to buy fresh slaves.

A mouse quickly grabbed a scrap of something barely edible and scurried towards the door leading to the rest of the castle. A guard noticed it and snapped his fingers, engulfing it in flames. The last thing the mouse did in this realm was emit a pained squeak. The guards laughed, as though it were some kind of joke they were playing on it. They continued laughing as the new slaves were being locked in separate cells, children screaming for their parents. Zack couldn’t help but shed a tear every time he heard this. He was glad that Lilly was asleep; she was always affected more by the screams than he was. She was so fragile; almost anything made her cry for him. She made him feel more like a parent than her lover…

The guards locked the cells and walked out, leaving the room empty of all but darkness, moans, and the feeling of being alone. Even the position of the cells was cruel. They were just far enough apart so that the children were out of reach of their parents’ fingers.

Another first night…Zack remembered his first very clearly, mostly because he had the nightmare every night. It felt as though his insides were being crushed by thousands of tiny hands, choking the air out of his lungs. The only thoughts going through his exposed mind were of pain and torture, something etched into the room itself. His jailors taunting and growled at him like dogs to a piece of steak. This was when he met Lilly, the one person who gave meaning to his new life. Without her, he would have no purpose to live. She needed him, and he needed her in return. Almost every day she was taken away to be raped by a customer, and come back bearing new bruises, but never with a broken will. Zack took his treatments differently, though. Demons cared not if their purchase was male or female, that was just part of their nature. He came back to his cell screaming in his mind, but he had to act strong in front of Lilly, who easily saw his true feelings through his eyes. She would also, on occasion, cleanse his body of the feel of the demon’s strong hands gripping him, forcing him to do things he didn’t want. Zack couldn’t ask her about her visits, though. He was afraid of what she might tell him, for she never seemed to mind too much whenever a male bought her…

The cries and moans faded after around two A.M. like they usually do, the following sunrise exposing newly-dead corpses in the cells of children and parents. Most minds couldn’t take the first day; the rest never spoke again, as though their souls were lost to them. Lilly woke with a giant yawn, raising her arms near Zack’s head, where he bent down and kissed her forehead and held her sides. They never looked to the other cells for the sight was too depressing to stand.

“How long has it been?” Lilly asked, her voice an autumn wind over a colorful field.

“Since when, hun?” Zack smiled. “You have to be more specific.” Lilly always did this, making Zack ask what. She liked to hear his voice, the way he addressed her, usually as ‘hun’ or ‘love’.

“Since we’ve spent an entire night together?” she asked. They were always torn apart at strange times at night. They were popular with the customers, and were usually taken around three times daily.

Zack stretched, thinking about the question. “Must have been at least a month. Why?”

“I can’t remember waking up in your arms like this…I miss doing this, Zack.” She smiled at him. The sincerity of her voice, combined with the innocent smile had made Zack’s heart beat faster. Lilly giggled at him, she could feel his heart beat against her back.

The demons came in with their cleaning pets. They opened the cells of dead inmates and let them tear the bodies apart noisily. Zack and Lilly covered their ears and hummed together to drown out the sounds. The cries of the living starting up again—some vomited at the sight. The cells were then hosed off after the dead were devoured. Blood and waste were soaked and piled over the clogged drains. Zack and Lilly sat soaked on the ground, still humming out the sounds of the demons feeding off the dead children.

Regardless of the fact that this was a cruel act against the dead and even the living, it was a necessary process to which those that lived would eventually be grateful for. The stench that lingered in the air now would eventually fade away and bring a sense of a clean home. But in the end it always began again and the demons were allowed their simple pleasures of seeing blood and hearing screams. Some times that seemed to be the only reason for bringing so many new slaves. Every new shipment most looked weak from starvation, disease, and heart break. It was obvious that they would die within a few nights. There was no place in the world for the weak though. They had no where to go so they were put to use feeding the immortals.

Zack’s hands slid from his ears down to wrap around Lilly’s slender form. She was shaking. Even though she tried her hardest to drown out what was happening she couldn’t completely shut it out. He embraced her tightly, pulling her as close as possible, and stole a glance at the activity taking place. His eyes widened in such fright. Those filthy beasts were picking out the best looking dead bodies and stripping them. Their hands tore the decaying flesh and probed the inner walls of their entrances. When satisfied that the body was worthy, they undid their pants and thrust hardened erections into lifeless prisons of flesh. As long as he had been here he had never seen them do this. Even the dead excited them? What was that supposed to mean for he and Lilly? They did well enough alive but what would happen when they finally lost the will to live like this? Both were strong yet every day that passed drained them of life. Neither would say it out loud but they were becoming weak. It shone in their eyes and reflected in their services.

~A shattering heart will always fall…diseased and broken, submit to all~

He cringed at the pain. These fuckers were always rough during their ‘foreplay’. To them it was all a matter of abusing what wasn’t theirs. They paid for all the benefits of receiving anything they wanted and didn’t care if the person lived after or not. He wouldn’t die like this though. Zack had told himself long ago that if he was to perish it would be holding Lilly, not in the bed of a demon. Each day that promise seemed less and less like a reminder and more of a dream. It was customers like this that really beat him though. They liked hearing him scream and enjoyed seeing the blood drip from wounds. He was given the most masochistic of them all and was expected to make a name for himself. Business always went much better when previous guests would gossip about how good the sex was. If he was ever called anything less than satisfying he was beaten and raped by all the guards over and over again to teach him a lesson. It had happened once before when he first arrived. They had almost killed him. He had never repeated his mistakes since.

A sharp cry escaped his lips as a clawed finger entered his entrance roughly. It probed and scratched at the muscles within, tearing the tender flesh. He looked down to see the disgust on top of him licking the blood from his thighs. An image of what had happened in the cells passed through his mind. He remembered it all like a nightmare. It was a vision of rape that was burned into his eyes and forever carved into memory. The guards had taken turns with a young girl’s body. They slammed into her mercilessly. Her limp form was thrown around like a doll. Sharp claws tore at her skin and dug deep into her entrance. Blood had run down the guard’s fingers and stained his hands as he reached into her and pulled out her womb. With ease he crushed the organ and from it spilled all the semen of the demons that had raped her. Even a creature of unimaginable truth arose from it—an unborn fetes. It was a horrific sight with a human form but demonic traits. Even in such an undeveloped state its form was clear. It was against the laws of the Last Apocrypha that species should mix. They were called hybrids and killed on sight. They above all else, even humans, were considered atrocities.

Tears ran down Zack’s face at the memory of the disgusted look on the guard’s face. Hybrids were more closely related to demons and yet they were such a heartless race as to kill them like insects. An ear-shattering scream was torn from his chest as he was brutally entered with a swift dry movement. The pain was unimaginable and burning. The demon on him didn’t wait for him to adjust to his size before beginning to slam into his already bruised body. Again and again silent whimpers emitted from his closed mouth. He wouldn’t give this man the pleasure of hearing him beg for the end. Zack’s customer noticed the determination in his eyes and decided to break that spirit. His mouth came crashing down on the young man’s with bruising force. His tongue ran around inside the moist cavern and explored its depths. When a moan was drawn from the human he pulled his tongue out with his fangs and bit down till Zack was bleeding. As a reaction, the young man pulled back as far as he could and spit out all the blood that was in his mouth. Even his own blood didn’t drown out the taste of flesh that the demon had left in his mouth. With a smirk, Zack’s customer continued to thrust again and again. He drew pleasure from the feel of lubrication that blood provided for his cock.

Long agonizing minutes passed. Zack was violently slammed into and clawed at. His skin ripped and his body tried its hardest not to show any sign of emotion. It wasn’t working though. Every time he was treated like this his body betrayed him and gave into pleasure. Eventually it was too much to handle and he let out a horse moan. The demon smiled at that and began to move faster, encouraged by the display of erotic behavior. He was close to his end. The tight warmth that surrounded his member was getting tighter, grasping at him. Clawed fingers gripped Zack’s member and began to pump in rhythm with his thrust. Faster, harder, and deeper he drove trying to satisfy himself and the boy. An evil grin spread across his face when the boy started to thrust up into his hand and to meet him. The last few thrust and the demon came inside of his body, spilling his seeds into the vastness of the human body.

Zack lay breathlessly on the bed, all covered in sweat. His breathes came in shallow rhythm. He hadn’t cum and it was now bothering him. He wanted his release if only to not keep it all bottle up for Lilly. He usually got aggressive when he didn’t cum during these sessions with customers. But he didn’t want to be that way with his fragile lover. She went through that with the demons and didn’t need it from the only person that she loved. Desiring eyes watched as the demon sat up on his knees. He grinned, baring white fangs. “Now,” he said sadistically, “suck me like you would a woman’s breasts.” He took a hold of his member which was still hard and held it out before Zack. Obediently the young man scrawled over and took the organ in his mouth. “Play with yourself if you like,” came the demon’s rough and deep voice.

Zack’s head bobbed and his tongue ran over and under the member in his mouth. He playfully slipped in and out of the slit, tasting his customer. His own hands were busy elsewhere pumping his neglected erection. His hands moved faster and faster, trying desperately to find his release. He raked teeth lightly down the hilt of the cock down his throat, knowing that it gave some pain but more pleasure. Moments passed as he pumped and sucked and then finally he came in his own hand, spilling on the bed. The demon in him grabbed his head and pushed his cock deeper into Zack’s throat and came with force, making him swallow all of his essence. Zack fell back on the bed and swallowed easily. He was accustomed to this type of treatment so it didn’t bother or surprise him. His now weak eyes watched as his client left, leaving him naked on the bed covered in filth. He looked down at his body. It was cut and bruised. Semen and blood were dripping from his thighs and tears were falling from his eyes again. It was now that he felt the dirtiest—when he allowed himself to be aroused by the demons that raped him. He hugged his knees to his chest tightly and sat still, already hearing the voices of the next customers in line.

~Despairing hope that never came…isolated madness no one can tame~

Zack couldn’t walk anymore, it hurt too much. His buyers had begun to get bored of him and eventually tossed his limp violated body out of the room, too aroused not to play with each other.

Demon servants brought him to a wash room and carelessly cleaned the muck off of him. They cared not about his moans of protest when they cleaned over bruises or gashes, nor to bandage them in any way. When they finished they clothed him in wet rags and dragged him to the cells. Lilly wasn’t there, something Zack expected, but hoped against. The guards opened his cell and threw him in. He must have been the first one back because no one was whimpering from their first day of the business.

Zack was exhausted from the day. He still felt the clawed hands on his body, inside him… Though beside the point that he had eagerly accepted all the release he could at the end, it still sickened him that it was demons he had subjected himself to. A gash on his stomach started to hurt and throb. A gift from a demon that had gotten his kicks from seeing him scream in pain and got carried away. Zack rolled on to his back and looked at the wound. A foot long cut went left to right across his abdomen and was lined with red. The demon painted his claws with poison before doing any actual damage, causing the wound to now decay. Sometimes he could get bandaged if something like this happened, but he was too sore and tired to attract attention. Slowly he closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like when they were sold—if it would be better or worse. A stupid thought though since anywhere being sold was bad.

~A silent cast of horrid dreams…awakened anxiety brought forth by screams~

Something was holding his legs down. His arms were bound above his head and tied to the floor. A shadowy figure could be seen dancing around in the darkness around him. It came closer and revealed a beautiful female demon with dark blue hair down to her shoulders and very long pointed ears. Her eyes glowed green and she smiled at him, bending down and stroking his naked body. Her hair seemed to float about her form, creating a water-like effect. Her face showed passion, something Zack had never seen on a demon before. She smiled at him, instantly sending pleasurable waves through his body. He wished for her without question, he needed her to take him, to help him…

She slowly bent down over his stomach, looking at his wound with a ravenous grin, and opened her mouth, letting her tongue out. It had a soft green tip, and darkened near the back. Zack anticipated what any male would do in this situation, but was betrayed. She began to follow his wound with her tongue, licking up his blood, keeping her innocent smile. Zack writhed in pain, trying to get away. It was so painful…worse than anything could ever truly hurt. She followed his wound its entire length, sending constant waves of agony through him until his vision faded to black, leaving the demon smiling at him with his blood around her mouth.

~I’ll do anything for you, I have no choice.
Your touch sapping my feelings, your kiss stealing my voice~

“…Zack? Oh my god, Zack! Wake up!” Lilly’s voice came as though through a pillow. Zack lay unconscious on the floor. His face was flushed red and sweating, his breathing shallow. Lilly buried her face in his long hair, hugging and kissing him, trying to wake him up. Zack stirred as she shook him and slowly opened his eyes a little, “I…want to…go home…” He whispered, his only words before he fell unconscious again. Lilly cried on him, holding on to him as though he could slip away.

“Is it dead?” Asked a guard bluntly, only caring because Zack was supposed to be sold soon, and he would be worthless dead. Lilly lifted her head and glared angrily at him, “No he’s not dead! I won’t let him die!” she screamed. The guard crossed his arms and laughed, “Human love, how sweet. It almost turns me on. Listen, I’ll get the shaman to heal him, but don’t think of it as a favor for anything.” He reasoned, cursing himself immediately for not making her sleep with him as payment.

A few moments later, the guard returned with an old-looking demon with braided hair, and a very long face. He was obviously a magic-user and very old, even for a demon. He silently walked through the cell bars and, without touching her, through Lilly to the opposing wall, where Zack rested. His shirt was stained with blood and soaking into the rest of his clothes, completely visible from a distance. Lilly stayed in the corner, afraid of going too close to the strange demon.

The shaman lifted Zack’s shirt and hummed, “Someone put a lot of trouble into making this wound…” He said in his demonic tongue mostly to himself as he was used to being alone. “Very clean cut, sides lined with rat poison, filled with...some sort of acid.”

“I don’t care, old one. I just want the human fixed before he’s sold.” The guard replied annoyed. The shaman grunted and straddled over Zack’s hips, spreading his fingers over his wound. Zack’s chest went up and down as he took shallow breaths, the blood from his shirt slowly dripping onto the shaman’s hand and the floor. The shaman’s hands began to glow blue, flames licking his fingers and falling into Zack’s body. He tensed, his mind registering the pain even through his unconscious state. Lilly groaned seeing his pain, unable to keep herself from sharing it with him.

The guard became bored with the spectacle and decided to look for the other slaves. Zack’s wound slowly began to mend one level at a time until the final layer of skin grew over his flesh. Lilly sat wide-eyed, unable to breath, her eyes playing tricks on her, making it seem as though Zack stopped breathing, or ripped open more.

The shaman finally stood up, rubbing and shaking his hands together and shaking them out. He left the same way as before, without any dismissive words. The guard opened the door, obviously not seeing the shaman leave, and causally looked over to Zack’s cell where he was already in Lilly’s arms.

~Uncertain thoughts, terror within, eyes deceiving, a demon’s grin~

Silence sounded every so clearly. Pulses and ripples echoed inside the empty thoughts that brought forth an aware state of mind. He felt the ground below him slip away and he began to fall, plummeting into a vast void that would take him nowhere. For hours it seemed that his soul was suspended in flight and descent. Avoiding reality and embracing his own solitude, Zack willed his body to remain as the empty shell he knew it to appear. He couldn’t hear anything around him. Not the voices that cried for freedom or Lilly’s pleas to awaken. He was lost now. Without a place to go and a reason to move on he allowed himself to seek out the comfort of his mind’s isolation. Here there was no pain, no demon hounding him to suck his cock. There wasn’t any sort of emotion or sense of death to encourage him to live. It was all just black and quiet.

Gentle arms encircled his waist from behind. His eyes snapped open and he saw the demon that had chained him to the floor. She was crying, her green eyes shedding tear after tear. As the water dropped from her face it touched his mind and the blackness around rippled with blue sound. The waves shook his soul and brought back all of his emotions from the moment of his first rape. His mind screamed, not knowing what else to do. He tried to get her to let go but she would not move. Her skin was as cold as ice and her eyes dead of anything but sadness. The blue-haired demon’s head leaned on his back and a sense of peace surrounded him. Her hair curled around his neck but did not touch his skin. Zack finally felt his feet hit the ground that was solid water. He remained still for a moment, not knowing if he should move or stay. The coldness of her skin left him as she backed away and just stared at him.

Zack looked at her body carefully for the first time and noticed that she wasn’t a demon but a hybrid. The only thing that stuck out as human were the actually color of her eyes. They were a majestic green with the lightest shade of blue around the pupil. Demons didn’t have light blue eyes. The shade of their orbs always being darker more evil shades. His eyes raked down her naked form. She had a beautiful body that was lithe, pale skinned, and nicely curved. Her hair framed her face nicely. The soft features of her eyes added to the innocence of their size. “Who,” his voice came almost as a whisper, “are you?”

Green orbs stared directly into his eyes and cracked all of his defenses. He wanted to be careful and cautious around her this time around but with her eyes alone she melted away his worry and insured that he would be safe. Her skinny body gracefully stepped towards him and halted. She leaned up and placed a kiss on his lips. He didn’t fight her. Deep down there was a part of him that he didn’t know about that lusted for her. His arms circled her waist and pulled her close to him. Zack could taste a sweet sort of substance on her lips as he deepened the kiss and ran his tongue over her bottom lip. He was amazed when she didn’t pull back but instead ignited flames around them that sparked for only a minute and burned off his clothes and didn’t burn their flesh. His bare chest now pressed against her breast and still her touch was cold. He didn’t care at the moment though. All his eyes saw was a chance to finally reach one of the things that he desired. And he took it as he pulled away and laid them both down on the water based ground.

Gentle hands ran up and down the demon’s body, mapping out her curves and the soft feel of her skin. Zack looked at her eyes. She wasn’t crying anymore and the sadness that was there was gone. Only desire tainted those orbs as she pulled him down for another kiss. She smiled evilly as his hands moved up to stroke her breasts. Arching her back under his touch, the demon broke the kiss to moan out her pleasure. Her clawed fingers laced into his hair and raked down his shoulders. For a moment, all Zack could think of was his new pleasure and then an image of Lilly passed before his eyes and he stood up quickly and backed off. What was he doing? Lilly was his lover. He couldn’t cheat on her, especially not for a hybrid. He looked at his hands and saw that they were covered in blood. His eyes opened wide with fright and he gazed back at the demon. She was gone and so was the ground of water. All the ripples ceased and his mind was blank again. A burning sensation arose in his hand and he flinched at the pain. The blood was boiling and burning off his flesh. He screamed out loud and tried to wipe off the substance but couldn’t. It hurt like the feel of her tongue on his wound had. Whenever she touched him he would always feel pain and despite this fact he still wanted to see her. One last vision of her gracing eyes flashed in his mind before the darkness swallowed him up and silenced his screams.

Zack shot up, abruptly awake and looked around him. His eyes focused on the sleeping form of Lilly that lay at his side. It was nighttime already? He softly ran his fingers through her hair and watched as she stirred in her sleep. Would he have actually made love to that demon had she not been there to remind him? That possibility disturbed him. He had promised his lover that they would always be together. He loved her… Now he doubted even that? When he looked at the demon there was an emotion that stirred within him that was never present with the fragile girl at his side. Lilly completed him, made him whole, but the demon seemed to free him. Her touch gave pain but her presence took it away. Her eyes fed on his weariness and gave relief in return. What was all this supposed to mean? Was he to be tormented like this from now on?

“Zack…?” Lilly shook the sleep from her head and rubbed it from her eyes.

“Hai,” he said softly.

~Silenced by a searing sake…eyes of evil bore of fake~

Three long weeks passed without dreams of the demon. For the most part it was a relief to be able to wake up with Lilly in his arms, sometimes, and not have thought about the way he would make love to the hybrid. Yet when nights that he and his lover were torn apart, he would often start asking the night sky to send him to that place in his mind where her face had appeared to him and embraced his body. He wasn’t able to distance himself from the world like he had after her first appearance. Often Zack would sleep all day trying to find out where his soul had vanished to. She had left him with questions and taken his spirit with her. His eyes could hide that though. During work he became an empty shell, willing his body to do what it knew best while his obsessed thoughts drifted elsewhere. It was impossible to look at Lilly when they made love now. Her face was a far off shadow of what he wanted. His feelings had changed so much over the course of a short time that he wasn’t even sure if he really loved her anymore. So like an obscure obstacle, he would please her and think of the hybrid. The feel of her soft cold skin and the sweet taste of her lips—the comforting sensation of having her body pressed against his.

Zack’s sapphire blue eyes closed and he turned to lie on his side. They would be sold soon and any chance of seeing his hybrid was slipping away faster and faster by the minute. He wouldn’t be able to stay as unwillingly strong as he appeared. Inside he was screaming to be saved. For only a moment’s time he had had the sake and peace that he longed for. A taste of such an addictive sensation as that led his mind to search for it constantly. But he knew that it wasn’t an existence in him. It had been a creation of the blue-haired woman. She had been the foundations for it. “Who…are you?” he asked the walls. Some of the other inmates had begun to think him insane. Every so often he was seen speaking to the air or the walls as thought they held all the answers and weren’t talking to keep them from him.

A gentle hand was placed on his shoulder. “Zack?” He turned to see Lilly’s eyes staring at him. Those orbs held no comfort for him anymore. He gazed into them trying to find the love that had once been so obvious. It was gone. All that was left was a frail state of innocence that wavered as though she was keeping a dark secret. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” he smiled warmly but put no emotion behind it. “And you?”

She didn’t answer right away but hesitated. So it was true, he thought, she is hiding something. Not really caring about it anymore he turned over again and shut his eyes. Lilly stood there looking at him as though he had been the first person to ever hit her. Her eyes were glassy and wanted to shed tears but had none.

A loud slam came from the door to the cells. Several guards along with new slave buyers came in. “Alright,” one of the guards yelled at all in their cells, “you filthy maggots. Stand and face towards us!”

All did as they were told and stood up against the walls where they knew to be. Children that were still alive cried out, frightened by this rare turn of events. Others just moved like they were programmed for obedience—that was the poor lot that had been broken on their first day and no longer had any life left to resist. And others still tried to defy the demons and acted as rabid animals, hiding in the corners and under the few covers that they got. Guards sometimes took great pride in it when the humans did this in front of guests. It meant that they wouldn’t be bought and could be punished appropriately later. It took some minutes to straighten out the rebellious ones but when that was done all stood in single file. The buyers walked from cell to cell looking each person up and down. It was within their best interest to only choose the ones that looked like they’d survive. When the old demons walked up to Zack and Lilly they stared in approval. They had heard great news about these two and were eager to see for themselves how profitable these two could be.

“From all that you’ve shown us,” the older of the two representatives spoke in human tongue to allow all around to understand their conversation, “we will only be purchasing these two right here,” he said placing an arm over Zack and Lilly’s shoulders.

“Understood,” said the guard and wove a hand to the entrance. “Now if you’ll follow me, we will discuss the purchase price and all the paperwork.” With that he led the buyers out of the cells and to the offices that were located one level above their current location.

Zack and Lilly walked back into their cell and waited patiently. It had finally happened. They had been sold so now they were off to another ‘brothel’ as the guards called them. All they could do was hope that their new home would be a little more pleasant than this one.

“Zack?” Lilly spoke softly, running her fingers through her brown hair. “We’ve been sold, but at least we won’t be separated…” Her expression was sad and her eyes empty of hope.

Zack turned to face her. “Who knows? We might be. New home, new rules.” He approached her and took her shaky body into his arms. It was a pity embrace, meant to do nothing more than comfort her. The small frame in his arms began to shake and he knew that she was crying. A few weeks ago he might have cried with her at the thought of being separated. Now it didn’t seem to matter all that much. Sure he would miss her company, she was his friend. He wouldn’t miss her body though. Lately she had been trying to give herself more often as thought proving that she was still wanted. Could he actually tell her that he no longer wanted that kind of attention from her? It would break her heart but it had to be done. Zack didn’t want to lie any more.

“Hey you two,” a guard came in and opened their cell. “Let’s go.”

Sometime later…
Both humans were seated in a very nice looking carriage, drinking wine with the buyers that had purchased them. Both old demons were smiling proudly at their purchase and had felt cheery enough to allow the slaves to drink wine with them. They had gotten the two best fucks in town and a discount. Nothing was wrong with the day and soon their master would also be pleased when presented with his new toys. So as they sat there in good spirits and talking amongst themselves they couldn’t help but wonder one thing: Why was it that their master had requested new slaves? He already had the best money could buy. So why bother with these ones?

“Excuse me,” Lilly interjected in their thoughts, “where are we going? What is the name of the brothel that we’ll be working at?”

The demons looked at her and laughed heartily. “My dear, you are mistaken. You will not be working in a house like that one. You are to be the personal slaves of our master, the ruler of this providence—Dante.”

“What?” Lilly looked dumbfounded.

“It is true. Our master takes great pleasure in amusing himself with many different companions. Yet he is never satisfied, regardless of how many he owns. But don’t be mistaken, you will still be sold. Dante is a very gracious host to his guests as to let them taste his pets…for a small price.” The demon rose his glass to them and smiled sheepishly. “Cheers!”


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