Betrayal of the Heart

Full Description: Sagura Sasori is hurt and angry; the one she has grown to love, the man who sits on Zaqqum's throne alongside her has betrayed her. Slept with the weak pure-hearted Empress of Magicoz . What will this angry demoness do to exact her revenge against this harlot and her ex-lover.

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Chapter1--Obsession

Sagura walked slowly on silent feet, it has been days since she left Zaqqum in search of her run away daughter. Sagura blamed herself; she lost her temper over one small detail and punished Kali for it. She wasn't surprised that her daughter had run off once she was healed. 'Kali where are you?' she thought angrily to herself. Sagura yawned, she hadn't slept since she found out that Kali was missing, she had left immediately in search for her little kitten. Sagura looked around her; it seemed to be very quiet, especially for the dark realm Caligo. Sagura saw a tree sitting by the bank of the creek, it looked quite inviting. 'maybe I should rest my eyes for a little while...I do need the energy to continue looking for Kali'

Sagura walked over to the tree and sat down under it, she lend up against the trunk and closed her eyes. She immediately fell into a deep sleep, which was unusual for her, as she had never had a relaxing deep sleep...ever. 

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Faust clutched his temple as he walked back from Trucido, to his realm. He felt very angry which was so unlike himself, the voices filling him and his heart again with darkness. It was overwhelming to his brain. A part of him felt he should not have been mean with Kali, she was just a kid after all, Faust thought, however he wasn't going to lose sleep over it. He began to contemplate what she told him, the thing about the hidden chamber, usual routines of her guards, so that he could better carry out his plan.



He calmed down a little but he still needed to vent, find something constructive to do. Maybe he would go torture something smaller than himself. He walked on silently, absorbed in thought when he almost tripped over something on the ground in front of him.  He looked and saw Sagura, just lying on the ground by the gurgling creek, just sleeping. It took him a moment to register a look of astonishment. What the hell was she doing there, just sleeping? He didn't really think about it and he just smiled broadly, kneeling down to look at her. He started petting her, and softly stroking her rich black hair. "Oooh hoo, now, now my sweet Queen, you look so tired, why don't you just sleep..." He said as he took out a vial, a shimming gas crept out of it and swirled around her, "Sleep now, Fausty will take care of you" He listened intently to make sure she was sleeping first, before he tried anything.

She didn't hear who it was, but she sensed someone sitting beside her, and petting her hair. She was about to open her eyes to see who it was, when a toxic gas entered her nostrils, making her more tired than she was earlier. She coughed a little, but she soon fell into a deeper sleep. Soft purrs could be heard coming from deep in her throat, which was a good indication that she wasn't waking up for a while

 As Faust listened he began to hear some purrs forming deep within her throat. This excited him, aroused him, and tingling shivers went down his spine. He brought his face close to hers, and smiled a rotten toothy smile at her sleeping form. "Don't get too excited just now darling, we're not even at my castle yet!" He cackled wildly and sat her body up, and hoisted her over his shoulder. He was quite surprisingly strong because of all his years as a servant; however his back hunched more than ever causing her hair to touch the ground, as well as her feet on the other side. He shuffled hurriedly back to his castle holding her tight, and couldn't wait for what he would do to her once there.

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Faust dragged Sagura throughout the hollowed dark and empty halls of his mansion, a rather determined look on his face. He began the slow descent down to the torture chambers, each step growing darker and darker, each step fueling him with passion more and more. He stopped, propping Sagura up against the large metal door of the torture chamber, and he unlocked the door which made a noisy creak as it was pushed ajar. He smiled evilly as he looked inside. How interesting that he had been here with the Empress only ten years before. Maybe the Zaqqum Queen would suffer a worse fate.



The chamber itself was much more dismal than it had been ten years previous. Very dim light illuminated it. It was covered in cobwebs, and it was fairly evident that Faust did not keep it clean. But that was the way it should have been; the dismal atmosphere should parallel the mood of the victim. But even with the look of abandonment, there was fresh blood on the walls. The "chairs" and "beds" in which the victims were placed were kept fairly clean, the only sign of hope of civility that would eventually be stripped away from the victims. Faust unceremoniously put Sagura on the same "bed" that Quinn had been ten years previously. It was quite handy, as the bed would be adjusted to be lowered or tilted or faced any way he desired. Perfect. He strapped her in place, and shut the chamber door, which was sealed from any intruders by ancient magic of Caligo. He sighed boredly "Sagura..." he sing-songed at her, "Wont you wake up now? I heard you purring earlier, you sounded frisky; you have no idea how that makes me feel" he licked his lips and cackled, " I must confess that I am a bit disappointed in you..." his nails slipped along her neck and down her chest, "you have made me quite angry, and it is only fitting that you be punished, " he grinned, his expression then softening a bit, "You have no idea what you have done to me....wake up" he said softly, brushing his lips ever so softly against her forehead. 

Sagura heard a faint voice; she couldn't recognize it at the moment because of the gas that was used on her. She growled softly, her head was throbbing, as if she were hit by a truck. Gently she began to open her eyes, everything was blurred. Blinking a few times, Sagura's vision finally cleared. The first thing she noticed was that she was lying on a hard surface and that she was not in Zaqqum. She looked around as best she could; her neck was stiff from Faust's awkward way of carrying her. She saw him standing over her. She growled loudly in a threatening way. Sagura went to move, but noticed that she was strapped down to the table he had placed her on. "Release me you disgusting creature" she growled loudly. Faust sighed, tapping his long nailed finger to his chin. "Let me think about this now...no" he smiled, looking down on her. She looked quite beautiful when she was angry. And a familiar longing surged through Faust again, which he suppressed for the time being. "It's funny; the Magicoz Empress said the exact same thing to me when she was restrained here on that bed only ten years before. How alike you two are" he chuckled, but then his expression looked only a bit hurt. "Disgusting, am I? You're so superficial, to judge someone as disgusting based on appearance and hygiene" He sniffed under his arm, and shrugged, not getting it.



He bent down and laid his head on the bed right next to hers, "But don't worry, my dear" he cooed, "You are here so I can correct the error of your ways" He ran his nail down her neck line again and stopped just short of her chest, smiling broadly. It created a small blood trail, which he left there for now. His face hardened once more as he turned his back on her to some things, enormous, and not so enormous, covered in sheets around the chamber. It wasn't too hard to guess what they would be used for. He craned his neck to look back at her, pulling a soul cookie out of his pocket."Cookie?" he smiled wickedly at her.Sagura growled at him when he trailed his finger down her neck, causing her to bleed a little. Her eyes had the look of death in them; she wanted to kill him, more so than ever now. Her eyes followed him as he looked at things around the room; she scowled and turned her head away when he offered a cookie. "I only eat gourmet foods, not filth you make up in your putrid kitchen" she said in a stuck up manner. 

Faust ignored her looks of death and just smiled serenely at her. He had waited so long for this moment, and as she passionately raged at him he thought of her as an untamed animal that would soon realize that she was under his control. He tried not to giggle in glee.  His eyes narrowed as she refused his cookie. He looked at it. It had been there for ten years or so, covered in mold and slime and other filthy residue over the years. It was also wet and crumbly, and seemed to have other black stuff growing on it. It was the perfect cookie, saved specially for her. That familiar darkness swept over him again and he slightly smiled as he jumped on top of her. Faust smiled down on her beautiful form as he straddled her. He slowly moved his head down so it was just over her collar bone, and with his pointed tongue he began to lick up the blood that had been drawn, savoring it. He moved now so he was just over her lips, his rotten teeth and rancid breath right in her face. "Cookie?" he asked again putting it too her lips, as he quickly reached out and held her nose to shoved it down her throat. Her options seemed kind of limited now, but Faust briefly wondered if she would rather suffocate than eat his cookie.

 Sagura glared at Faust when he jumped on top of her, if looks could kill, he would be dead 10 times over by now. She blocked the thought of him licking her neck and his lips touching her flesh. You could hear a deadly growl from deep in her throat. When he brought the cookie to her mouth she shut her mouth tightly, and held her breath as long as she could when he held her nose. 'Like hell am I going to eat that disgusting thing' she growled thinking. Faust bent over and leaned closer to her face "Yummy yummy" he sing-songed at her, trying to force the cookie into the tight lipped Sagura, the moldy crumbs spreading across her face. "You will love my cookies" he said forcefully, now grabbing a hold of her neck as he tried to put the cookie down her throat, his creased and scaly skin and horrid breath even more unbearable as he stayed inches from her face. Sagura struggled, trying to get the little imp off of her, but she was completely strapped down; she couldn't move at all. Because she was holding her breath, she began to get a lightheaded feeling, her vision began to blur slightly at the lack of oxygen. Finally she couldn't hold her breath any longer and gave in. Sagura gasped for air. Faust smiled broadly as he stuffed the cookie in her mouth as she gasped for air. "See? That wasn't so bad, I'm proud of you, snookie" He nuzzled her neck and then got off of her, not wanting to be too eager yet. He turned back to the thing with the white sheet. "That was the first step in your ummm…rehabilitation" he giggled, "But right now there is something I want to show you..."

He pulled off the white sheet and revealed a shrine of some sort that was covered with pictures and on closer look one would see that they were pictures of Sagura, thousands of them, all posted along the shrine taken everywhere and in every position she was in--even the private. Any pictures with Kazumei were scratched out. There was also an altar decorated with many different items like hairbrushes, straws, hair, lipstick, makeup, clothing that all belonged to her. A small cauldron simmered on the right, with various vials of oozing stuff. In the center of the shrine was a life-sized figure that was made to look like Sagura, with the hair and clothing and shoes to match, except upon her head she had a black crown with a veil, and an engagement ring placed upon her finger. Faust thought it truly was a masterpiece. Sagura spat out the cookie when he got off of her; she could taste the rotten mold on it and it turned her stomach. Though her attention was taken as he moved to the large white sheet; she looked over at what he had uncovered and was in shock at what she saw. Thousands of pictures of her, items that were supposed to be in her castle back in Zaqqum. "Bloody hell" she whispered; 'he is a freak' she looked wide eyed at all of the things he had in the freakish shrine. But the thing that made her skin crawl was the life size statue of her with the veil and ring. 'Kazumei.....help' she thought in her mind hoping the he would realize she was missing and he would come find her. "I know, magnificent, isn't it darling?"Faust smiled turning back to her. He came to her side as he looked over her body and then met her eyes. "Tonight marks a very special event hee hee! For tonight I seal you to me" He took his pinky finger nail and winced a bit as he sliced it along his palm, and did the same with hers, "In body" he stated, again checking her out, "Mind" he traced along her temple, "And soul; I for you and you for me alone, once I take the steps to complete it. The way it should be" he emphasized. "Now I think we should celebrate!" He smiled wickedly as he planted his mouth over hers, wrapping his pointed tongue with hers, as if sealing her fate with a wet rancid kiss. 

Sagura growled when he touched her, but the thing that made her want to kill him, ripping out his throat in such a vile manner was when he kissed her. She struggled to get away from it, but alas she couldn't. She was strapped down to tightly and could barley move. So she did the only thing she could to get him away from her; she bit down hard on his tongue when he slipped it into her mouth. Though his blood seeped into her mouth when she did, making her almost gag at the taste. Faust jumped back when she bit his tongue, he gasped a bit when he felt some blood. He glowered at her, "Oh you like it rough do you? Well, don’t worry, that’s what you will get later" He spoke oddly because of his tongue, but smirked evilly nonetheless.  He raised the table so that it was almost vertical, also giving her a better view of things. He put an extra strap around her head so she couldn't move for the time being, and moved over to some tools that he had placed nearby. They appeared to be some clamps, and he moved over her silently and used the clamps to hold her eyes open, although she could only blink; he wanted her to be comfortable. He then put what looked like a projector screen in front of her. He moved back to the table with the tools, his back turned to her so she couldn’t see. "Darling, I'm doing this all to help, you see." he chuckled at his horrible joke. "And you will see, I will make sure of it, there is no other way"

 Sagura growled at him when he moved away, she still had the taste of his blood in her mouth and it was sickening. She just glared at him not saying a word, but she was thinking of ways that she could brutally kill him; making him suffer immense pain.  However, she was a little curious to know what he was doing with the projector screen, as he moved about the room; making noise. Faust stopped fiddling and finally finished getting the roll of film ready. "Now my darling Sagura, pay attention, because this is an important part in your rehabilitation; I think this is something you will enjoy." Faust instructed as if she really had a choice with her eyes forced open. He smiled at her in a caring sort of way as he put the film in the projector. He truly believed that there was hope for them, even though she fought him. A video popped up on the projector screen, with sound coming out the speakers placed on either side of Sagura. Her Zaqqum kitchen appeared on the screen. Gertrude was there baking some soul doughnuts as usual, sprinkling some extra soul sugar for her Queen. Faust entered the kitchen, much to Gertrude's displeasure. "I told you not to come into my kitchen ever again!" she snarled. "As if I wanted your horrible soul doughnut recipe anyway" Faust glared. Gertrude looked infuriated and started beating him with the rolling pin she used for the soul doughnuts. Faust fought back with a nearby pan, smacking Gertrude against the table. "I just came to deliver a message!" he cried out angrily. "Well here's a message you can take with you!" she smacked him again with the rolling pin and shoved him up against the wall.



And, in the blink of an eye their clothes were off and they were groping each other on the kitchen table. They kissed passionately as they rolled over the doughnuts Gertrude just made. It was a tangled mess of old hairy hunchback bodies and sweaty grayish skin, and it didn't take too much to figure out what this video was all about. Gertrude seemed unaware of the camera. Sound entered the speakers now of their pleasure. Faust sighed reminiscently at the memory, and hoped his darling Sagura was enjoying it. Sagura was bored with the little movie, that was until Faust and Gertrude started going at it. Sagura's eyes widen in surprise and disgust. "What....that....hell" she said in a disturbed way. She couldn't close her eyes, but she could look away; so that's exactly what she did, but she could still hear it on account of the speakers that were sitting right next to her. "Faust you disgusting vermin, turn that bloody thing off Now!!" she raised her voice, her blood was boiling. This was getting a little out of hand, this was the last thing she needed or wanted to see in her lifetime. The metal straps that held her on the table glowed red, due to the extreme temperature that Sagura's body was giving off, if they were touched now, the hand of the person would be severely burned

***

A sharp knock came at the door, to the cellar. Sacromares sighed deeply; he hated coming to Caligo and seeing his "friend" and especially when he was torturing someone. Faust was not as good at Torture then him. Sac growled and banged at the door again, "Open the door, Faust you little pig, its Sac!" He put his hand down and looked down to the door, knowing that soon a little man would open the door.

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Faust sighed; he could see that his little bunny wasn't enjoying his movie as much as he thought. "Pumpkin, please pay attention because this is important" He said. It was then that he heard Sac's rapping and voice at the door calling to him. "Sorry Sac, I'm kinda busy with my sweetheart, why don't you come back later?" He smiled at Sagura, a deranged obsessive smile.  Sac sighed deeply and answered back, "Fine I'll wait here but don't make any weird noises." He growled and turned around and went up the sitars to catch a servant. Sac suddenly chuckled as he wondered what Faust was doing...he would find out, it’s not like Faust could stop him. He finally found a little imp and asked him to bring and a chair, glass and a bottle of wine for him outside the cellar door...or he would suffer much worse than his master could do to him. Faust could see Sagura averting her eyes. He tapped his chin silently and then moved to the back of the room and brought out several monitors, and hooked them up to the projector; he then positioned the monitors in front of Sagura, above and at the side of her, surrounding her on all possible sides and angles. "I must insist that you watch" He was very adamant that she see the movie. He failed to notice the heat of the metal although he did think it was getting warm for some reason. Sagura growled at Faust when he added more monitors so that she couldn't avoid the disturbing images. 'This is worse than torture' she moaned in her head. The movie was indeed heating up now, now that they were going at it like rabbits. With every thrust of their bodies, their privates were exposed, and grunts heard, Faust even zoomed in on the action so Sagura could get a vivid picture. "Yes, it is a bit hunched you see so I have to really work to jam it in there" he pointed out to her. As Faust with his long nailed hands clenched Gertrude's thighs in the movie he so did with Sagura then, following the movements of the movie, grinding his nails into her thighs, sighing perversely as he dug into her flesh.  About a minute after Sac was sitting with a large bottle of wine and a glass outside of the door. Humming a little tone, "Can I at least know what you are doing in there Faust, just to keep me curious?"

"Aw Sac, it's nice of you to stick around"Faust giggled evilly, "Nothing much is happening, I'm just going to rape Sagura and make her my bride" he smiled sweetly at her, as if they were lovers."Get your filthy claws off of me you disgusting vermin!!!" Sagura yelled; she hated being touched, especially by a putrid creature like Faust. Sagura could hear Sacromares on the other side of the door, she growled even more, that's all she really needed now, was for him to see her in this predicament.

Faust dug his nails into her flesh as he turned his head and glowered at her. Then he smiled at toothy grin, "You want to go slowly is that it? It's ok, I can do that, but you will love me, whether you're willing is up to you" He took his hand off of her thigh. He moved over to the life size statue of her in the wedding dress. "I don't even really need to touch you to have you. Because by touching this..." he grasped the curve of the voodoo doll's hips, "...should make you feel everything" He groped the dolls bottom and jabbed a nailed finger into the doll's crotch. At this point the movie was showing his penetration of Gertrude. It was all in sync, even a certain rhythm to the movements. Sagura growled at the imp; "Even if I had a heart, I would never love a putrid creature like you." she spoke in a cold tone. When he put his hands on the statue of her she could feel every touch of his disgusting little hands. She felt a stab of slight pain hit her when he jabbed to statue with his fingers. Her words stabbed at him. How could she be so uncaring? His blood boiled. Faust slapped the doll hard across the face in his anger. "Shut up, just shut your damn mouth!!" he cried. He then looked directly at Sagura, seeing how she was trying her best to try and love him. He smiled sinisterly.

"I'm sorry baby, I'll try and make it up to you" he trailed his nail down the dolls neck again and stopped above her chest where he nibbled at first with his teeth, tasting the bitter material of the doll but knowing that she could feel it anyway. He bit her harder, drawing blood and then became increasingly more savage as he groped the doll and tore into it, biting here and there as he ripped into her flesh, as if slowly eating her. However the way he did it was so perverse that there was no mistaking his intention when he lapped up her blood and sucked on the area like giving her a hickey if the area wasn’t already damaged. "You belong to me..." he said softly as he groped the doll harder, refusing to let go. Sagura could feel everything that he was doing to the doll, and she growled hating him for thinking he could ever have her. When he said she belonged to him is when she started laughing uncontrollably. A laugh only a few have ever heard, it was sinister, yet soft and gentle. "You think...that I belong to you" she laughed still. "I am sorry Faust but someone already claimed me as their own, we are mates, or as the humans put it husband and wife. You cannot claim what belongs to another." Sagura spoke with an amused tone to her voice.

 Faust tried to keep a hurt look from showing on his face. But it was so hard. This was a woman he had loved for so long, that so consumed every aspect of his life, and yet even as he tried to "brainwash" her she still laughed in his face. No, no, he wasn't trying hard enough, he thought; he would just have to try harder. He took a deep breath "I understand darling, you have other commitments" He took a flask that lied on his altar of her. This was the only way she would understand. He shook the contents of it slightly, and then moved himself on top of her. He uncorked the flask that which contents had a misty green shimmer to it, and poured it down her throat. No, this time, he did not wait for her to choke on it. He would hold her nose until she suffocated so that she would consume this mixture. That's how dedicated he was to her.  Once it was down her throat, he said "How annoying, it does take an hour to take effect, but I do have the antidote in case you change your mind" he smiled wickedly, "Was that poison you just drank? No, it was better than that..." his lust grew as he spoke, "It was a memory charm. You see, you no longer have to worry about your mate or children ever again, because this potion will slowly dissolve any memory of them. You may laugh, thinking that as the devil's daughter you may be immune, but no, it has a very dark potency, that not even you are immune to. I got Gertrude to steal some powerful dark books in your library and find an expert in hell to concoct it. Hee hee hee! She probably thought I was playing some kinky game with her!"He smiled at his beloved, "But no. It’s ok; you will finally see me for who I am. The potion will dissolve everything about your life, your husband, your children, until all you will know is me. All you will see is me there with you. And then you will love me. I am sorry it had to come to this, however I don't regret it. And the last step, of course…" he said, pressing himself against her body "…Is it consummate our love" he whispered tenderly as he nibbled her ear, "I will have you..."

To Be Continued….