What the Hell!! (Fae and Draith)

[Winged Fae]

Faeren and her father were both merchants. They had been doing good with business, Faeren recently turning to her full maturity now. They just left one of the greatest cities, gaining a lot of money for a pair of merchants. "We got a lot of money here, father." Faeren said, looking at her father, lashing the reins for the horses to pick up the pace. "Yes, my daughter, we did." He said, looking into the window into the cart and the things they had. "Time to head to the next town." He added as he looked ahead.

Faeren had long black silky hair, and a scarf simply resting on the top of her head. She didn't wear the normal dress for a lady of the day. She had on a body outfit, only wrapping between her legs and covering her privet areas alone. She had on a belt with pouches to carry things, and held a staff with her. Her shoes had buckles on them and she wore slightly torn stalkings that stopped at her knees, ripped more like it but still the same.

She had recently injured her left wrist, and now wears a bandage over it, wrapped around her hand and down about half way of her forearm. She looked ahead and could see the path headed through a forest and then pulled out a map of the local area. "It'll be right through there father." She said, folding the map back up and putting it back in the container on the wagon chair. Her father nodded and they headed through it. As they neared the end, she couldn't catch a full glimpse of what happened, but she saw a flash of people and ropes, and then something hit the back of her head and she slowly faded to darkness.​

 

[Draith]

A gang of men sprung into action, it looked like a typical robbery, the horses stolen and the money and valuables taken, the only thing that didn't seem normal was the fact no corpses were left. The girl and the old man had quickly been knocked out and taken back to the village. The small hamlet was entirely converted now, men, women, children. They all were worshippers of Xanakar, a demonic god. Their God. The town square was the place of sacrifice, it was there that Faeren had been placed. Her arms and legs bound to a cross shaped framework. Her legs and arms spread out.

An elderly woman had heated their gods sacred gift up, making it warm but not too hot, speaking to the girl as she started to regain consciousness "Drink up, you will feel better." pouring the heated cum between her lips as she in between states. Hopefully she would do as told before she realised that she had been stripped of her clothes, bound to framework all of this done in the public's view.

Her father had not been so lucky, his blood had been used to create the elaborate circle around her. Blood pooling up in the grooves of the stone. Women of all ages were in the background praying and worshiping, whilst the men wore dark hooded robes, beneath them though they were naked. The entire community was under the control of demonic influence, a few had willingly been possessed by minor demonic entities, however in order to summon an extremely powerful demonic god such as Xanakar no amount of possession would work. He could only be allowed into this world if the summoning ritual was completed.

 

[Winged Fae]

Faeren, in her half conscious state started to swallow the liquid. She then started to cough, trying to get the taste out of her mouth. "Uhg! Wha? Where are my clothes!" She exclaimed, the drinking having woken her up. She tugged at her restraints, testing them first then trying to pull her hands free. "What are you doing! Where am I? Who are you?" She started to bullet the questions out, wanting the answers.

For an odd reason, she could feel something stirring inside of her, making her feel hot on the inside but she pushed the feelings down. "Let me go, now! Where is my father!" She called out, hearing the female's chants, and seeing the men around her in hooded cloaks. "Who are you people! Answer me!" She exclaimed, leaving little room for breaths. "What did you have me drink?" She asked next. She wasn't really leaving room for answers, mainly in a panic and more questions always coming up in her mind as she continued to examine the area around her.

She was tied down in what looked like the middle of a court yard, with some red liquid running in the crevices around her. The women were seeming to pray and chant in a circle around her, the men in a closer circle and cloaked, hooded as well. That was all she could get from her view point at that moment, and was wondering if they were preforming some kind of ritual. Oh blessed be God! I don't want to die, not now! She thought, trying to cover her body with what she could at that moment.​

 

[Draith]

The cultists had restrained her tightly, they had done this before and knew how to properly ensure escape was impossible. Her father was slumped to one side, his body bled dry, several deep gashes at the arteries. He had also been disemboweled before his heart had been harvested and shared amongst the cultists as they consumed it raw. They did not answer her, instead the hooded cultists, chosen for the task stepped forward, there were 13 of them, parting their robes to reveal their erect cocks, the rubbed their hands over them as three of them advanced.

One of the cultists slipped behind the framework and got into position as another moved in front of her. The last one straddled her chest and used her breasts to crush against his cock. The other two pushed their large erections at her pussy and asshole. It would be rough at first, however with the cum of their Dark lord flowing through her, she would have little choice but to embrace the pleasure.

The cultists spoke in a strange language, chanting a primitive demonic language, they did not have access to the more sophisticated and elegant version so were stuck with the East Londoner Cockney version of the Demonic Language. The men who jerked themselves off in close proximity to her spoke in english. "For the Dark Lord, we take her innocence and cast it to the wind, may the sacrifice be worthy and may you once more stand upon the earth, as it is written as it shall be"

 

[Winged Fae]

Faeren's eyes opened in horror as she saw the males remove their robes. "Oh God no..." She whispered and started to tug at her chains even more now. "Oh, please, stop this! Let me go! Stop!" She called out, tugging at the chains. She could feel a tear start to build up in her eye, soon rolling out and more forming. "Please." She whimpered now as the cocks got close to her.

She let out a scream of pain as her virginity taken from her. She felt the cocks run in her, and for some reason it wasn't as painful as she thought it would be. She moved her head to the side as the cock kept poking up at her face, the view disgusting her, but yet she wanted it all. She couldn't explain it, but something deep in her was wanting all of this, begging for it. But her controlled mind was denying it all, hating it.

She looked at her side as she turned her head, seeing a corpse laying on the ground. She then examined it more as they continued to ram their cocks in her, her body sitting limp against them now, knowing it was useless to fight, she was bound and wasn't going anywhere anyway. She then realized who's body it was, her father's. By God! They killed him! God please... She thought, closing her tear filled eyes now.​

 

[Draith]

The two men who had taken her vaginal and anal virginity moved slowly, they intended to cum inside of her however it was much easier for them to do so if her body were more willing to accept them and milk them of their gooey-treat. The girl might have screamed no but her body seemed to agree, before too long the men would be able to freely thrust inside of her. The man that squeezed her breasts around his cock had no problems about taking it slow. Spitting down onto his cock and lubricating her breasts, he masturbated himself by using her breasts, the sight was overwhelming and prematurely he came.

Thick bursts of cum spewing from his cock direct to her face and upper chest. When he had finished he slowly withdrew from her and went back to the circle as another took his place and joined the other two. The chanting continued, the cultists not part of the inner most sanctum, the thirteen hooded warriors, brought move people bound and gagged. Unbelievers and heretics. They carved deep cuts into their necks and let their blood pool with her fathers, adding more to the carved out ritual circle. The blood flowing to fill the carved out sections.

The sky darkened even though it was Midday and no eclipse was forecast for years. The ritual was under way and soon their Dark Lord would appear. With the growing darkness, the hooded warriors enclosed the gap between them and the girl until they were all touching shoulders. 9 erections being beaten off and 3 men abusing her body whilst a lone one was no longer erect.

 

[Winged Fae]

She had a look of disgust as the cum shot out on her chest and face. So disgusting! Please help me Lord! She thought as he walked away. She though she could relax her head and neck now just before another male took the last's place. Uhg! Will they keep coming until I'm made of this disgusting stuff! She thought, holding her head away, the cum running down her cheek. She could feel her body temperature rising higher and higher, and the stirring sensation returning, but much stronger now. It was like some form of fluid running through her body as they continued to pump in and out of her.

She could feel her own pussy becoming wetter as they continued to push their cocks in and out of her. No! Please...stop... She thought, her body betraying her mind and will. It seemed as if she was wanting all this, and no matter what she did, her vaginal and anal walls would contract around the cocks in her, even when she tried to stop one, the other just did it more. Soon she just gave up on trying to stop all of this, and let her body run on it's own, which meant it tried to pleasure the males more by heating up and sweating, or putting out her own creams.

Why does this have to happen to me?! She thought. "Please, stop this..." She whimpered, hardly able to speak it loud enough for any other then the males around her to hear. It was useless, she knew, they would continue to screw her in and out until all the male's seed was either one her or in her. She could tell it would only end that way as they started to sacrifice people to this ritual. She heard of such rituals but thought it was only rumors. Did they really think all this would bring about a god?​

 

[Draith]

The two men that had taken her virginity could hardy hold themselves as her body tightened and milked them for their seed. Neither lasted too long, both filling the girl with their cum before withdrawing to circle. A single woman crawled between the men and into the circle as the men continued to masturbate. The woman knelt at the Faeren and pressed her tongue and her lips against her abused pussy, tasting both her juices and the excess cum the Hooded man had left her. The woman did not hesitate in her perverse oral pleasings. She enjoyed the last of both men and women. It was her task to bring the girl to a climax and finish the ceremony.

The man that currently used her breasts as his own sex toy released her breasts and aimed his cock at her mouth, pumping his cock until he came into her mouth as she protested. Nine men remained erect, the man who had enjoyed her breasts resumed his place in the circle. The men were all pretty close now, they were going to let themselves go soon. First however the female cultists was to bring the girl to orgasm.

The dead bodies were discarded as their bleed out. The blood on the ritual started to glow unnaturally as a storm rolled in. The rebirth of their dark god was near, soon Faeren would climax and receive the remaining nine men's cum and they could complete their ritual.

 

[Winged Fae]

She gasped as she felt the seed launch deep into her, feeling even more disgusted now than before. She felt the cum slowly running out of her anal and vaginal cavity, all the cum making her body shiver with the utter most disgust she could feel. She then opened wide eyed as her head was grabbed and the cock shoved into her mouth. She gagged on the long shaft, which only made the sperm shot into her mouth faster. With so much cum in her mouth, in order to better to regulate her own breathing she had to swallow some of the seed and coughed as the cock was pulled out, spitting some back out.

She was moaning now as the women started to eat her abused pussy out, she didn't bother fighting anything now, her body rising in temperature even more. She tensed up as her body begged for release. All she could do was let it go, her own liquid squirting out on the female's face. Please say this is over! She thought and then realized what all the males were holding back and closed her eyes as her body became covered in their cream.

Faeren felt dirtier than she could ever feel before. She opened her eyes, feeling all the cream run down her body, face, and her hair. Her body was wanting her to lick her lips, but she held back, until she realized what was going on around her finally. Her attention was focused on the males raping her to notice the signs of the ritual working. Oh my God! They actually did it...I'm a tool for summoning a beast or something worse! She thought, shook in her face now.​

 

[Draith]

The cultists came all over the girl as she moaned out during her orgasm. A powerful lightning strike hit the ground behind her, from it a demonic tear emerged, at first it was small and then it grew until eventually a set of hands emerged. Large powerful hands belonging to a demon. The Dark Lord. Xanakar, The Demon God had been released upon the land. His large hands forced the tear open further until he pulled himself free. Cultists started kneeling and bowing on their knees.

Xanakar stood at over nine foot tall, with his horns he stood at ten feet tall. The Muscular Demon had hell red skin, it was more like scales than skin, adding a layer of strength to it. He was dressed in only a loincloth, made from the fur of some beast. It held his impressive manhood inside. His wings stretched out as he stood over the bound sacrifice and roared before he looked down at the girl. His gaze then turned to the cultists whom had organized themselves into a group on their knees and bowing low as they spoke in their demonic dialect, asking for their boon as they were but faithful servants, bringing Faeren as their sacrifice to sate their Master's lust or needs.

 

[Winged Fae]

She looked up at the giant of a being from how she was positioned, awe and fear in her eyes. "P-please, don't kill me." She whimpered, begging for her life. She didn't even care for the cum covering her body anymore, she would rather be dealing with all of the men fucking her than this demon standing over her. "I'll do anything, just don't kill me, please!" She pleaded, louder now, closing her eyes, tears filling up and running down to mix in the the cum on her face. She had bowed her head now, shivering with fear, her body exhausted sexually as well.

She never thought such a ritual was possible. But here one was, a demon fully in flesh in front of her. And by how the ritual went, she was already fearing what he would do to her if not kill her, and now was probably thinking death would have been better than what may happen, if she had the right idea. She was wishing she took back those words, but was too late now. And the more she thought about it, the more the feeling of that liquid in her squirmed. Could that stuff the old lady made her drink have been....Oh no...It was his....sperm! She thought, having put two and two together now. She already had a bit of his seed in her now, so it had been decided she most likely wasn't going be killed, or the ritual required his sperm in her to work, either way she didn't like her position in this any more than before.​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar looked down at the girl as she was spread out and shackled to the framework. Grinning as his wings folded back, his arms reaching down to grasp at her and the framework. With little effort the shackle bindings that kept her to the framework were crushed and destroyed. Holding onto her wrists as she spoke of doing anything. He pulled her closer to him , lifting her up by her wrists off the ground to face him face to face. "If you wish not to die little mortal sacrifice you will eagerly lick and suck my cock, if that is too difficult you will bend over and present your ass." He set her down on her legs and let her wrists go. He was large enough that any escape would be caught before she was out of reach from him and even if she did, there were a hundred cultists about and none of them had much of a moral dilemma on the killing of other humans.

Xanakar did not need to tell her not to flee, it was not even a remote option. His loincloth bulged as he grew more aroused. The sight of the cum coated sacrifice was arousing to him, he planned to add to it and have her ingest more of his seed. Ingesting either Orally, or by depositing it deep inside of her and allow its effects to soak in. Having her swallow however was the fastest and most effective method.

 

[Winged Fae]

She didn't even have time to clean off and she was about to get even more cum now. She knew she would regret those words. She looked up at the giant demon, unsure of how large his cock was, but sure it was too big for her orifices, any of them even with her virginity stolen from her. She got on her hands and knees and crawled over, kneeling in front of his waist as she saw the bulge growing under the loin cloth. Oh God...please help me... She thought as she reached under the only thing covering his body.

When she pulled it out she was extremely shocked, finding it much larger than any of the male who had been abusing her body before. She hesitated for a moment but slowly moved her lips closer to the long shaft. After a moment she finally would put it in her mouth, closing her eyes tight as she did with tears still forming in her eyes. She got the head in and it had made her open wide already, it mostly hardened now. She was about to whimper but held it back and started to slide it into her mouth, unsure of what exactly to do, but would just go along with what her body was telling her to do.​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar shed his loincloth as she knelt down infront of him and reached up and pulled out his cock with her hands. His balls were enlarged, he had not unloaded in a long time, he was going to enjoy this. Feeling her lips slip over the head of his thick cock, he guided her with a heavy hand, pushing her head down deeper on his cock. He didnt much mind if she gagged if he pushed too firmly and pushed against the back of her mouth and into her throat. "You will learn how to swallow it all. You're going to learn now." He did not intend to teach her how to do it properly today, but he did want her to learn how to try it. She would have plenty of time to learn, he was going to have her done on her knees sucking his cock often, when she wasnt on her knees she would be bent over and taking it from behind or riding him.

His cock throbbed in her mouth, leaking potent pre-cum. Unlike the preserved juice she had swallowed before this was fresh and was not quite so bitter or foul. It was also more effective. Fresh from the source it was untainted. He left her to her own devices for most of the blowjob, seeing what she could do, occassionally taking the lead roughly for a few seconds at a time.

 

[Winged Fae]

Each time the cock was shoved deeper into her mouth, it would cause her jaws to hurt even more and gag on the long and thick shaft. She tried to remove it from her mouth entirely at one point, but the demon's hand prevented her from getting relief. She then reverted to breathing through her nose, it being difficult but she was able to get oxygen at least, and enough to stay conscious for the time being. She felt the piece of meat throbbing in her mouth and it made her gag more, which only made it worse. For some reason, she had a feeling deep in her that wanted this, but her conscious mind was still trying to push that feeling away, knowing this was wrong on many levels. She reached one hand up, subconsciously, and started to move her hand in rhythm with her head as she tried to suck on the enormous dick.

She closed her eyes, whimpering as she did this, only making her situation worse as the pre-cum entered her mouth. With no other way to get rid of the liquid she had to swallow it down. The whimpers would only work against her, causing the demon to be more aroused if anything, and come closer to releasing his seed in her oral cavity. She wish this would all end, the cum running down her body, the demon's cock in her mouth, and the pre-cum running into her internal body, soon to be accompanied by his actual seed. She continued to hope this was all a horrible nightmare, and she would soon wake from it, but that hope was in vein, knowing this was all real, the pain of her jaws evident of this all, and the feeling of the warm liquid running off her body still.​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar was horny, and had been without sex in a long time. Even an inexperienced and inept blowjob was sufficient to not only get him erect and aroused but also enough that he was going to blow. He wasn't immediately going to climax, although it was definately possible given that demons had the ability to control their orgasms, delaying them and almost on command having them with no stimulation other than the mere thought of it. The whimpers served two purposes, for one it was a very enjoyable vibrating sensation around his cock, the other was that he very much enjoyed innocents, breaking them and it had been far far too long since he had been in this world.

Grinning and nodding as he pointed his followers to watch as Faeren put her hand on his thick cock and tried pumping the shaft up and down whilst she sucked on him. She was definately not an experienced deepthroating whore, but soon she would learn how to do it, and with time she would learn to do it without the pain in her jaw. His thick balls bloated even more as his cock throbbed in her hand and mouth before it happened. A deep beastial groan was emitted from his lips, coming more from his throat. He came, and he came hard. Unlike humans, Demon Lords were quite efficient at impregnating the female demons, it was largely due to the amount of semen they produced in their balls, and also because when they came, they unloaded far larger quantities of cum than humans, albeit they did so over time. A demon lord's orgasm was more akin to a woman's. It lasted far longer than the half second it took a man to climax, far longer might have measured only to the length of fifteen seconds, but that was more than 10 seconds of non-stop discharge of come.

 

[Winged Fae]

Her eyes would open wide as she felt the first signs of him cumming. She tried to brace her self for the load, but wasn't prepared when it continued on and on for that long. She guzzled down as much cum as she could, a lot of it also coming out and dripping out of her mouth, down her chin and off to her body and the ground, all around the cock as well. She tried to keep consciousness but wasn't getting enough oxygen to her lungs, the breathing through her nose not being enough at that point. She got a little more than half way through the orgasm and started to pass out, and by the end of it she was completely out of it, her eyes closed and her body limp now. The cock, how ever, was still in her mouth, cum just sitting in her mouth now like on the rest of her body.​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar enjoyed the feeling of her mouth and her throat as she swallowed until she was overwhelmed by him, rather than leaving his cock in her mouth, he pulled out and finished off his orgasm by soaking her face and chest with his seed. There was more than enough digested direct for his effects to strongly affect her, combined with the large quantity that covered her body. Releasing his grip on her, he let her fall to the ground.

Walking off, he allowed the female cultist from before to return to Faeren, this time rather than pleasuring her, she massaged the excess cum into her body, spreading the thick gooey liquid out as much as humanly possible. Working it into every possible inch of flesh. Despite not being ingested the power of osmosis would still ensure that some of their Dark Lord's seed would seep through into her body and help with the change.

The cultists numbers did not diminish although Faeren was now considered property of their Dark Lord, Xanakar, it would ensure they would not touch her for sexual use or harm her without the Demon God's consent. Xanakar stretched his legs a little, moving off to destroy some unbelievers and captured sacrifices that had not been used in his summoning. It was the perfect way to enter the world. Rise up from Hell, get a deepthroated blowjob and then melt some faces and disembowel some humans. A perfect start to his day.

 

[Winged Fae]

She fell to the ground as if she had fallen dead, but with her eyes still open and looking around her. She saw the Demon God walk away, feeling horribly dirty now as he left her on the ground, covered in more of his cum than the male humans had left on her. She moved her gaze to the females that came near her and felt them touching her body, rubbing the cum around on her. "S-sto..." She started to say but stopped as her jaw hurt more when it moved to form words. She could hardly talk now with out going into pain.

The next move she tried was to push them away but her body staid still, unmoving. She was way to weak now to do anything to fight back, and subtly she didn't want to. She shook her mental 'head' as she started to think about liking such a position. They killed my father! And raped me, how can I like such a thing! She thought as the magic of the cum seeped into her skin, though she had no clue there was any magic to such a fluid.

She slowly closed her eyes, wanting to think all this was just a dream still, and wake up from it when she opened her eyes, but the women were still there rubbing the cum along her body. Her body was still sensitive as well, so despite her mental rejection of all this, her body started to sweat once again and make her slowly become turned on once more. No...please, stop this! Oh God, I'm feeling horny again, I can't handle this! She thought as her pussy started to become even more wet, but slowly she fell asleep, unconscious from all the punishment she went through.

((So sorry it took so long for me to reply. But hey! This is much more than I would have gotten about a week ago, lol))​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar walked off to enjoy tormenting others, no doubt in a few hours time one of the screams of a prisoner would rouse Faeren. Silencing the last of the unbelievers, he had converted a few of them, some had converted before they had succumb to the pain and suffering they were afflicted with as death took them, others outright jumped ship before they had so much as been touched. Both men and women had converted, both genders required to prove their conversion by helping in cleaning his cock with their tongues as it seems Faeren had only gotten half way through the task before fainting. They were then also required to be branded and to assist in the deaths of others. It had been a very eventful few hours.

The Dark Lord moved towards what had been the townhall, it was now his church and the Mayors office converted into his wife's sleeping quarters. Faeren was to be that woman, she had been chosen and she was already underway to becoming his demonic wife. He had grown bored of the torture and felt it was time his wife be woken up and told of how the world was to be and his plans. Then perhaps he might indulge her with another dose of 'medicine'.

 

[Winged Fae]

Faeren had arose to find her self in a bed now, still naked though. She sat up and felt sore all over her body still, but could move at least now. She looked around the room. She took note that there was hardly anything in the room, except the bed and a bunch of torture devices and toys. "Where am I?" She said, feeling the ache of her jaw as she spoke. It wasn't that bad any more, but she could feel the slight pain in her jaw. That was evidence enough that what happened before she went unconscious was real enough.

She grabbed the sheets around wrapped it around her self and started to walk to a window, looking out to see some of the village. "I'm still in that cult's village. I need to get out!" She said but felt an urge to stay as she came to the thoughts as well. She started to search for some clothing before she heard a door open and large foot steps come into the building. "Oh no! That demon!" She thought a loud and looked for a place to hide. She then went under the bed, covering her entire body with the blanket as best she could.​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar opened the door and saw her head drop below the other side of the bed as she rolled under the bed and covered herself up. "Hmm I thought there was a cock hungry slut in here just before." he spoke up knowing that she was still in the room. It was a test of sorts, wondering how far her advancement had been. If it was progressing along at the rate he thought it might have she may inadvertently alert him to her presence, like when someone asks someone how they are and another person mistakenly answers thinking they were the one being spoken too.

Perhaps even she was doing better than that and possibly was beginning to crave him. It was a complicated transformation, she might not even respond at all, she may have some resistance to his effects, it had been a long time since he had transformed a human.

Moving towards the bed, he turned around and sat down on the bed, letting it lower a little under his weight. The bed was large and sturdy, it wasnt about to break under his weight, even if he took to vigorously working out on it. He was permanently horny and aroused, it would take a fair while for him to not be, after all he had gone a very long time without sex and still had not had sex yet, a sexual encounter yes but it was not sex. A blowjob didnt really count for that.

 

[Winged Fae]

Faeren could feel something inside her telling her to go out and ravish on his body, but she shook her head frantically and stayed where she was. She felt the bed weigh down and could tell the demon had gotten on it. Damn it! Now I won't be able to leave, most definitely. She thought, looking up as if she could see through the mattress at the demon above her. I think I'm going to have to do what he says if I wana escape! But what if he eats me? What if he chains me down and makes me his slave whore? She continued to think and could feel tears well up in her eyes. And where will I go now that Daddy is dead? What's the point any more, I'm alone in this world now. She thought and was about to give up. NO! I have to resist. That's what Daddy would want! She thought and nodded. But soon after that her mind snapped from too much thinking. I have to get out there! He wants me! She thought and started to crawl out but stopped right at the edge of the bed, hardly out, only the blanket showing. NO! She thought, not knowing the demon could grab her now if he wanted to.​

 

[Draith]

Xanakar heard the noises of her crawling under the bed, he had seen her climbing under the bed so it was no surprise to him when he heard her move to one edge. Reaching down he grasped at her hair, figuring it would be safe for him to tug her hair than to choke her around the throat. It would hurt either way but the former option didn't offer any prospect of accidental death. When he thought he had a tight enough grasp of her hair he dragged her out into the open and upwards before he could safely maneuver her towards the bed.

"Well it seems I was right, there was a hungry little slut in here." smirking towards her. "Hide from me again and I shall see to it that you pleasure every single cultist in town." raising his voice a little, taking a dominant tone with her before his voice quietened down "Sit." he ordered quietly. "I shall sweep this land of its former kingdoms and unite the land under a single banner, my banner. You have three choices, resist and be punished and tormented, accept your destiny and obey me, or flee and be allowed to warn the kingdoms of their unstoppable downfall and then be forced to watch as each town you take safety in is corrupted, turned and bent to my will, each time witnessing and participating in ceremonies similar to what you had earlier." The choices he gave her sucked, torture, slavery or repeated gang rapes and forced to watch executions.