Pain's Pleasure

Chapter six
He smelled her scent from across the room. It was the scent of desperation. She was close to her lover, whispering in his ear trying to gain his attention and affection. Her lover’s eyes roamed elsewhere. He moved to sit near the couple. His eyes fixed on the woman. She turned to him and smiled sadly. Soon he’d get her alone and eat her flesh; he felt seamen trickled down his arousal at the thought. Having her body ripped open from neck to navel made him quiver; oh yes the hunt was on.


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Nathan sat back in his chair, rubbing his eyes. It didn’t make sense, another shipment of servants poisoned. The virus was spreading to the north, affecting most of the livestock and slaves. Demons were strong against the virus but not invincible; soon everyone will be susceptible. Adele was lounged in his plush chair near the window, she looked bored. Adele left early the last time he saw her, when he met Osalie for the first time. She seemed put off that he was done having sex for the night. True usually he could go more than once, resting only in between sessions, but that night, once Osalie left his bedroom, he felt no urge to fuck Adele. After a few attempts, she gave up and left for the night, probably to find fun elsewhere.
“I do work some of the time. If you’re bored then leave.”
Adele tended to her coiffure and adjusted her cobalt day gown. “Now I know we are bored with each other, and I swore I’d never stay longer than necessary with a male I’m bored with unless he was my husband.”
Nathan smiled, “Is that an offer of marriage? I don’t know how to respond, I doubt this is proper protocol, what with no flowers or courtship.”
Adele harrumphed and stared out the window, “I have nothing to do today so I’m here with you, except, you are no fun this morning. Maybe I’ll steal your new servant and make her my doll for the day. I’m inclined to dress her up and allow her to attend your ball this evening.” She laughed at the thought; humans rarely go to demon gatherings unless summoned by the demon king who was in accord with some of the human kings. Human slaves were never allowed to attend. Adele decided to leave Nathan alone for a while and go in search of her new pet. Adele followed her senses and found Osalie in the attic cleaning out the cobwebs and dust from the windows. Adele crept up behind her and grasped her waist. Laughing in response to Osalie’s startled gasp, Adele let go Osalie, eyes twinkling with amusement.
“Oh but you’re all dusty and dirty.” Adele stood back and brushed the dust from her skirts. “Leave your work for later and follow me.” Adele said her statement in a nonsense tone but her expression was amused. Osalie was not. “I’m sorry my lady but I can’t. My responsibilities can’t be ignored.”
Adele sighed. “Talkative as usual. Well your duties are put second when those above you in rank order otherwise. Now come.” She left the attic room expecting obedience. Osalie shook her head and dropped her broom and wash cloths. She followed Lady Christine wondering what the woman had in mind for Osalie this afternoon. She cringed; this was going to be another long day.
After Adele informed the house keeper she was taking the new servant on a few errands, the two women set out in Lady Adele’s carriage. Adele kept up a one sided conversation, discussing events of the night before that entailed all sort of sordid acts of debauchery. Osalie was fascinated by the tales. She pondered the complexities of seducing three male demons in one night, two of whom where married to very powerful females. The carriage made two stops. The first was Lady Adele’s manor where she suggested (rather forcefully) that Osalie wear men’s clothing. When Osalie refused, Adele froze Osalie body with a sweep of her hand and removed her clothing. Osalie felt her body stiffen, hands tight against her sides, rigded as a board. When Adele told Osalie she would simply burn her cloths and leave Osalie to return nude, Osalie readily agreed. Adele and Osalie dressed in breeches, tunic, vest and boots. Adele put a top hat over her red curls and placed one on Osalie dark head. Neither of them looked anything like men and laughed at the fact. Adele noticed Osalie’s laugh lit up her face; the sound was awkward as well, the human didn’t laugh much. Adele strolled out of her house head held high, perfectly comfortable in men’s clothing. Osalie was less incline to such confidence and blushed as she passed the gaping footmen and maids. The carriage rolled by and Adele waved to anyone who passed by, she smiled at their expression. The carriage stopped in front a small building in the middle of town. Adele jump down. Grapping Osalie’s hand, she entered the gentlemen’s club. The men gaped at the pair as they passed. Adele sat in an empty chair and dragged Osalie down in the seat next to her. Adele banged on the table. “Can I have a little service!” one of the unsure maids walked over. Adele stared at her, her green eyes hard. In a serious voice that was quite feminine she said,
“Bring us brandy and lots of it, also two of those special cigars that this place is known for. Come, come. Be quick.” With a curtsy the maid scurried off. Adele looked at Osalie’s nervous face and laughed. “Why so upset? You should be pleased. We are to have fun today, and a lot of it.” Osalie stared at Adele, finally giving a small smile. “I understand you are using me for your amusement but I might as well enjoy it. I sense you’d use me whether I liked it or not.” Adele eyes widened. Osalie turned pink at her own statement. It was a bold thing to say to a demon with a constantly changing temperament, but Adele laughed and shook her head. “You have quite a mouth on you.”
When the drinks arrived, Adele took a healthy gulp and gave a cup to Osalie. She sipped it, unsure of the dark liquid, and blanched; the stuff went down hard. Adele laughed again. “You are too much. Drink it straight, in one gulp.” She demonstrated and Osalie tentatively imitated. After a few rounds she felt light headed. The liquid made her vision a little blurry and her tongue loose. Half an hour later, she and Adele talked like old friends.
Osalie put her elbow on the table and her hand on her cheek.
“But how would do that without feeling uncomfortable? Your legs could not spread that far can they?”
Adele, thoroughly drunk, took a pull of her cigar. “Of course your legs can spread wide as long as you practice, you’ll learn soon enough.” Osalie smoked her own cigar. Coughing, she stared at the table. It felt nice to touch. She rubbed the table with her fingers. Once she took a few pulls of the small cigar, the world started changing. Everything was slowing down and Osalie felt sluggish and very hungry. Adele ordered dinner for the both of them. Osalie ate her food, barely tasting the seasoned pork and vegetables, but unable to stop devouring the meal. When Adele finished, she got up from her chair, stumbling a little.
“Enough for me. I think it’s time to go.” Osalie nodded trying to get up. She was making a spectacle of herself and blushed over it. The men in the club stared at the two, drinking themselves and smiling. Osalie kept her head down. She wasn’t used to attention. She bowed her head and prayed she didn’t stumble on her way out. Osalie barley remembered the ride home or getting up the stairs, into her room and bed. When Osalie realized she was lying on the mattress, she mentally applauded herself for accomplishing the feat. She felt tired and very alone. Before long, she left her room, walked down the stairs and along the long dark corridor to Nathan’s room. As if on its own, the door opened, and she gazed, bleary eyed, into the dark empty room. She moved to the bed and laid down, tears slipping down her cheek. No one was around and she was once again all alone. Never before had solitude deepened the sadness in her heart. Now, however, she cried and fell asleep wishing she felt as she did the night before, warm and secure.
The smell of alcohol and Osalie’s own scent greeted Nathan as he entered his bedroom. He stared at Osalie’s sleeping form, uncertain of how to proceed. First he knew his bedroom door was always locked. How did she get in? Secondly, he didn’t call for her this night but there she lay on his bed. He approached her and stared at her in the darkness. She was dressed as a boy. The tight breeches clung to her thighs and bottom. The vest was unbuttoned, but her breasts were still apparent under the large tunic. His eyes moved up to her face. She’d been crying. He touched her cheek but pulled back quickly. Sadness radiated off of her body. He felt it constrict him, nearly choke him. He briefly wondered what caused the sorrow but shook off the thought. Why should he care about some mortal girl’s grief? He still let her stay in his bed and stretched out next to her. Osalie turned to him, grasped his waist and sighed. He didn’t feel the sadness anymore. Nathan shook his head. She did strange things to his insides. He lifted a few strands of her hair to his nose and smelled the smoke. His conclusion proved true. Adele took Osalie to Din’s pub. He smiled; Osalie was sleeping a drunken man’s sleep. He would wake her soon. Since she willing came to his bed, he would take her. She meant nothing to him but a body to use; he would do best to remember that.

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Osalie opened her eyes a few hours later and cringed. She felt horrible; her mouth was parched, her body sluggish, and her head was pounding. She tried to turn but a foreign arm wrapped around her stomach stilling her movement. She gasped and raised her head to find two pair of amused golden eyes looking at her.
“Finally awake?” he bent down and kissed her surprised mouth. Osalie stared at him a long moment. What in the bloody hell was she doing in his chamber? Then realization struck her. “Oh my goodness I was foxed!” Nathan laughed. Her blush covered her face. “You came to visit me after you night out with Adele I presume. How thoughtful.” Her blush deepened, he enjoyed her embarrassment. “I’m terribly sorry, I wasn’t myself you see, and I believe there was something very strange about that cigar and um…” Nathan kept smiling, which didn’t help ease her discomfort. “After drinking you must have a terrible head ache.” Osalie nodded, distracted by his hand that slid down her pants and rubbed between her legs. He kissed the side of her neck, feeling her pulse quicken. The ties of Osalie’s breeches came undone and she felt him caress the nub between her folds, making her wet. She moaned. Nathan watched her expression; her face was flushed and her blue eyes changed into a light violet, strange that he never noticed it before. He leaned down and kissed her mouth massaging her tongue, suckling and biting her lip. Osalie ran her hand through his hair making the strains fall from his ponytail. He continued to touch her, while his other hand caressed her breast. Osalie grabbed his hair to keep him from leaving her mouth. She was hot and aroused. Her bottom rubbed against his crotch. His hand moved to her hips and directed her motion; soon she was skilled enough to have him hard and aching. He removed her pants, turned on his back and pulled Osalie on top of him.
“Turn around and suck me.” Nathan watched her hesitation and eventual obedience. He stared at her slick pussy, it shivered at the attention. Osalie unbuttoned his trousers, blushing. He was staring at her and she felt both very embarrassed and very aroused, which caused confusion. Swallowing she opened her mouth and licked him, running her tongue down his length. As she closed her mouth around him, Nathan licked inside her wet hole. She gave a muffled moan that vibrated through his cock. He plundered her pussy hole and ass, sucked her clit, bit her thighs, and overall driving her wild. She circled her tongue around him as she sucked him deep. Osalie bucked against his face cumming on him, he felt her tighten around his tongue. He pushed her off of him and on to the bed. Nathan lifted her bottom and shoved his cock deep inside her from behind. Osalie nearly shouted from pleasure. He thrust hard, hitting her cheeks with his pelvis. Osalie held the sheets and moaned loudly. Nathan grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, pound hard again and again until she was came. Only when he felt her squeeze his cock did he cum inside her. Osalie could feel him pulse his hot seed into her womb and groaned. Nathan laid down on top of her and bit her neck. Like a drug, he savored her blood, taking more than he should, rendering her unconscious once again. He released her neck and pulled out. He sat there a long while, looking at her sleeping form. When he took her he lost control. Her body, her scent, everything about her drove him near crazed. The night Adele unlocked her collar…it was as if his body was not his own. He stared at the collar, Adele still had the key. He decided to get the key from Adele as soon as possible. He knew Adele revered in the fact of having his control in the palm of her hand, so to speak, and he’d be damned if he let that continue. He signed, there was something wrong with him and he knew she was the cause. He got off the bed, buttoned his breeches and left to work in his office. Nathan tried to forget Osalie as soon as he closed the bedroom door but, truth be told, since he met her, she has never been far from his mind.