Through The Mirror

[DomG]

Shuraste Had been waiting for this day for some time, soon the princess whom he had been lusting after for so long would belong to him. He had spied her not so long ago, just randomly gazing out into the world of mortals when he saw her and a young man who appeared to be proposing to her. At that very moment Shuraste knew that he had to possess her for herself... the only problem were the rules that were associated with him leaving the realm in which he lived. For him to leave and go to her he would need to have her invite him to her place... that however wouldn't be happening though there was another option available to someone of his power.

The mages in her kingdom, they were more open then others to his power and with a little bit of power he was able to drive dreams into their minds, dreams that they would see as inspiration for a gift for the princess. The mirror they built for her would allow her to see into his castle by touching the frame of the mirror and if she touched the glass he would be able to see her and from that point use the mirror as a portal to bring her to him. He knew that she was using it to look in on him though, he could feel it every time she was watching the demons in his hall eating and celebrating in the way that really only demons knew how too, debauchery at its very best.

However she had not yet touched the glass, he knew that he hadn't been warned about what dangers could possibly exist if you touched the glass... perhaps she just needed a little bit of a push. Her fiance in the way would hold things up so with the help of some of his followers in the world Shuraste had the man removed, a simple assassination that would likely look like some sort of political move... no one would ever have any idea what was truly behind the young mans death. Perhaps now she would go so far as to make herself vulnerable to him, now perhaps she would touch the glass and be brought to him. He was just waiting for her to make that mistake and then he could...

There it was, he felt it, she was in her private chambers and drawing closer to the mirror. Without wasting a moment he made his way to the hall, alone there and staring into the mirror with a charming smile on his face, hand out stretched to greet her though he couldn't see her yet. Then though... there she was she had touched the mirror and now the way was open for him. The smile on his face twisted into a smirk as he reached through the mirror to take hold of her wrist and with a tug pulled her into his realm, the princess he had desired was now his and his alone. “Welcome Princess.” He whispered as she came though, pulling her to his body.

 

[Rayn_Chain]

Princess Jullianna was too pleased to find that her best friend, and lover had been permitted to wed her, and that was the day she had also gotten the mirror as a gift from the mages, and as everyone left her in peace she touched the frame looking in at everything, a little frightened by everything she saw. The mages told her that they could not see here there in the mirror, and that the scene is just that, a scene of what they thought hell, they said it would play over and over again. And it did, but she noticed small changes, some people were not there the next time she looked through the mirror, and other times things would not play out as usual, the room would be full sometimes and others it was empty. The first time she watched she was horrified at what had happened, all the blood shed, the rape, all of it frightening her so much she could not watch any longer, but as time went she watched, noticing the changes in the mirror and that things were not always the same.

The princess Jullianna was beautiful, with light brown hair, and lovely honey colored eyes, almost brighter than her hair. She was a virgin, of course, and very innocent, despite what she had seen in the mirror. She stood only about five foot five inches, not tall for a woman, but average, and her body was perfectly curved, as her mother put it, she had a body to bare children, and she often blushed at the thought. Her skin was milky white, due to staying inside during the day and going out into the gardens at night. Tonight she had been with her fiancee, and before she knew what was happening something horrible took place. Her lover was murdered, leaving her frightened, heartbroken, and completely alone, making her feel longing for him, or at least someone loving as he was. She wept throughout the rest of the day, and once in her room she locked the door and moved to sit at her bed, sobbing still.

For a moment she thought to herself and sighed, looking at the mirror and as though something was wanting her to go to it she got up slowly and walked over, one hand resting on the frame the other close to the glass. She watched the scene play out as usual, but as the man walked to the front of the mirror and looked at her, her eyes widened in surprise seeing him reach out and take hold of her delicate wrist, then she was pulled through, and while it might have seemed quick for him she felt odd, like she was catching up with her body, falling into it, making her stumble into his arms a little, off balance from being pulled through and into his arms. She was not sure if this was real, had she fallen asleep on the bed and dreamt this, or had she really been pulled through the mirror by this creature. Hearing him speak to her she could hardly think of what to do, or say, she was speechless to say the least.

Looking around at those around her the looks they gave were frightening and instinctively she moved closer to the man who had her pulled to him, hoping he would keep them at bay, not liking the look in all of their eyes. "Who are you? Where am I? What is going on?" She asked meekly, trying to not faint from overload of everything that had just occurred, knowing she very badly wanted to just black out from seeing everything around her, all of it too much to try and take in at the moment. Looking at the male who spoke she looked around before speaking to him, "You know who I am? You or they aren't going to hurt me are they, or eat me as I have seen them do to others?" She asked weakly, hardly noticing her own frightened voice. She knew she had just asked a lot of questions, but it was the best she could do to keep herself conscious at the moment, feeling lightheaded and dizzy all of a sudden.

((My pic is not working at the moment, I will add it in later when it is back up and running.))

 

[DomG]

Having her in his hands, pressed against him for the first time he was truly able to appreciate her beauty, watching her from afar was a poor substitute, he had never been able to appreciate how much larger then her he was, a six foot four compared to her five foot five, his body all solid muscle compared to her soft curves. Of course his form was whatever he chose it to be, Shuraste was able to change his appearance at will and the form he was currently in was only what was considered his default. Still he couldn't help but enjoy the feel of her body against his hard and bare chest, soon she would be using that body to serve him... her uniform was already picked out, the purest of silver wound into a tight bikini that would only cover the smallest portions of her body.

A small smirk spread over his face at her questions, unable to keep his amusement from his face. Did she realize what she was in for, hadn't she been watching through the mirror. Of course while the other young women who ended up in his realm were normally passed around from demon to demon before they died from exhaustion and were disposed of in a variety of different ways. However Princess Jullianna had been brought here for his use alone, she would not be allowed to expire... no he had so much more in mind for her. He was unable to keep from chuckling a little bit when she asked if he was going to eat her... she really didn't know what was coming for her. “Oh I may eat you my dear but not in the manner that you are thinking and if I do then you will be greatful for the experience.” He knew she was innocent and doubted that her fiance had ever even been able to lay a hand on her... if he had then Shuraste would regret having not made his death all the more violent and painful. “However you don't have to worry about any other demon here laying a hand on you... they know better then to touch what is mine.”

He was playing nice right now, the others were all staring at her, a great multitude of shapes with sharp teeth and large drooling maws, tongues moving over lips as they watched his new toy, all of them desiring her but not a single one of them foolish enough to try to touch her especially when he was around. “That is enough though, why don't we take you away from here so I can explain to you the situation you now find yourself in.” The words sounded like a suggestion but the tone of his voice made it very clear that she lacked any choice in the matter, in fact from this point on she lacked much choice in anything.

With a hand around her waist, squeezing tightly and starting to lead her out of the hall and toward his personal bed chamber, his larger size and demonic strength made it easy and any resistance she might show was ignored without trouble. His bed chamber was not overly far away and he was moving at a quick pace, not in the mood to be stopped and complimented by any number lower demons, some of them little more then shambling masses of flesh, large tentacles dragging them across the ground. Fortunately only a few of them were between him and his intended destitution, none of them foolish enough to try to stop him. Soon they were outside of the black hardwood doors of his private chambers, the doors opening before him without even a touch revealing his personal space, and with out a pause he led her into the sleeping area of his bed chamber, the room was massive and covered done in black marble, lit with touches that blazed brightly. From the sides of the room were several doors that led to other areas, a bathing chamber, his library, even personal quarters for his pet. However the center of the room was dominated by a massive bed, carved from the same black wood as the door, red silk sheets and hangings.

As the door behind him shut he finally moved away from the princess, moving toward the fire place which erupted to life as he lifted a bottle of wine from above it, pouring himself a glass and drinking slowly as his eyes moved up and down over her body. “Welcome to your new home Princess, now strip.” His use of her title was almost a slur now, mocking her. “I want to see you unclothed, my slave will wear only what I want.”

 

[Rayn_Chain]

Jull was startled, her eyes widening at his words, she may have been innocent, but she knew what he was talking about. The words made her blush as she looked up at him then away, looking back at the mirror, wondering if she would be able to get home, or if she was stuck in this place. Hearing his words she stayed as close to him as possible, worried more about those things around her than she was of him, he seemed a little less monstrous than these ones, and while he did frighten her she noticed he was in charge and would probably be safe with him, despite what he had in mind for her. She was also a little surprised that this place was not all fire and brimstone as the storied told, but then again maybe this was not hell, or maybe this place was different from the hell they had shown her at home. Jull was in awe at the place, watching as strange looking things went by, some walking, others seeming to drag themselves along, most of them giving her a look then looked to him, knowing not to dare touch her.

Upon entering his room she felt a little more comfortable as well as uncomfortable, she did not have all those others watching her as though they wanted to rip her apart, but then again now she was in here alone with him. Watching him move throughout the room she wrapped her arms around herself nervously, staying where she was, not daring leave this room without him, not knowing what they would do to her if she did leave and if she was caught. However when she heard his welcome, and then his order to strip she was stunned, taking a step back she shook her head, "I...I can't... Please don't make me do such a thing... I have lost so much today and so much has happened. Please don't have me do such a thing..." She said, feeling herself shaking, "I have lost my best friend, and lover today... my father wished that I wed someone else right away and had already arranged before his funeral... and then coming here some how... I do not know who you are... what this place is... or what is to happen to me... please do not make me do such a thing so soon... everything has been taken from me..." She said in a soft whimper, her eyes watering, realizing she had not really had time to morn over her lost lover, and this creature telling her to remove her clothing was just too much for the young woman, her eyes watering, but she tried her best to restrain herself from crying, not wanting to seem that weak. But the more she thought about it the more she noticed how she had lost everything, and she was alone here, although he was in the room with her she had no one to comfort her for her loss, or a shoulder to cry on until she was a little more calm.

Her eyes were wide, and glistened with tears, wanting to spill out, but she tried her best not to let them. "Please, My Lord, just for a moment may I keep my clothing on and speak to you, to get a few answers," She pleaded sweetly, being very polite, despite her situation, so close to begging him to allow it. When he had said the word slave a few times she already knew what he had in mind for her, and when he called her Princess she shook her head, "You and I both know I am no Princess here, it was a title back in my home, and is nothing here unless you want it to be, as far as I know I am the lowest thing in this place unless you say otherwise, so please do not call me that, my name is Jullianna, but Jull, or Julli, if you prefer. Who are you? What is your name, and is this place really hell, because if so you are not the devil I was show in our books, though I find you much better looking than a red man with horns hooves and ten feet tall." She said softly, trying to get a few answers to things so she could better understand this place, and her place within it. It was also her way of calming herself down when frightened and nervous, "Did you see me as I saw you in the mirror?" She asked curiously wondering if he knew she was there, showing that the princess was not as others were, spoiled rotten brats who demanded everything and were sometimes dense or even stupid to not know what was happening around them. She was not so much defiant as trying to calm herself enough to obey him at least a little. She slowly brought her hands up shakily to the back of her gown, the corset around her upper body was difficult to get off, and without a second set of hands she could not get it off on her own, "May I get some help removing this?" She asked softly, a little frightened of asking him, but showing him that she was going to try to cooperate to avoid getting harmed for disobedience, but it was not exactly disobedience as it was doing it slowly since she had never been told to do something like this before and it truly horrified her, but she was trying her best without crying.

 

[DomG]

She had no idea that that he had been the one that had arranged for her fiance to end up dying. It was a shock though that her father had already attempted to arrange for a new marriage, could perhaps her father had already had this alternative option ready to go for her and had just been waiting and hoping that the young man would be removed from the picture. Well it hardly mattered that another man had been chosen because she was now far out of reach from her family and anyone else, even the mirror on this side would soon be destroyed to keep anyone with magical talent from forcing the path back opening and coming from her. While Shuraste was sure that any army that attempted to assault his realm would be defeated with minimum trouble he was concerned that any number of spies might sneak their way in and try to remove her secretly. From this point on she belonged to him, had become his property, and nothing, no one would be able to take her away from him. He also knew that a little bit of patience wouldn't be a terrible thing with her and in time she would do everything he asked or ordered right away without a moment of hesitation.

“I will call you whatever I like, enjoy the title of Princess while I still allow it.” He warned, the smirk was on his face but there was an edge to it and that edge was a warning that she was pushing his patience at that moment. “As for what you are to call me, my name is Shuraste though you will refer to me as either Master or Sir, this place could be called Hell... more then one culture has named it before and if you would prefer that I take the more traditional look...” His smirk turned into a twisted smile and horns began to slowly grow from his forehead and his body began to swell slightly before it returned back to his normal form even more swiftly. “I am the lord of this place and here I have all the power I could ever need, to do whatever I desire.” Setting the wine aside he walked closer to her, reaching out to brush finger over her jaw line, lightly lifting her face to meet his eyes. “I have however been watching you for some time, even before you had the mirror although it did make it so much easier for me to see you, watching you as you looked on into my realm unafraid.”

When she asked for help though he was more then willing to assist him though he wasn't feeling very patient at that moment, her clothing was worthless here, it would be replaced before too long with something ever so much more fitting for her. One of his fingers extended its nail, sharper then normal and that finger came down quickly, cutting open her corset without any real resistance but not touching the gown beneath it, shredding the rest of her clothing was tempting enough though he would rather see her remove it for him. “My patience is growing thin Princess and though I am being polite right now I want you to know that I am ever so much more terrible then the things you have seen so far when I am angered or impatient.” He took a step away from her now, watching her closely and waiting for the rest of her flesh to be unveiled before him. “Now I suggest you finish undressing, I intend to claim what is mine and when we are done you will be wearing something much more fitting for the pet of the lord of the underworld.”

 

[Rayn_Chain]

His tone worried her, knowing he had little patience for her, and it only seemed to make her even more upset. Hearing his name however she couldn't help but wonder, "There must be many of names for you that we don't even know back at home." She said softly as her hands gently took off her gown, pulling the necks line open and letting it drop to the floor around her feet. She looked down at herself, seeing only her panties and the other corset that was more to hold her up so she did not sag as other women did from not wearing proper clothing. She was shaking now, her hands trembling and making it difficult for her to remove much more than what she had, and after getting this far for a stranger she could not look up at him, her eyes dropping to the floor while her head lowered a little, "Please... Master... I'm afraid... please don't make me remove the rest." She pleaded softly, her whole body shaking, trying to keep her composure, but the more she thought about it the more she realized everything and felt the weight of everything that was happening, and what would or might happen to her.

Seeing him take a step back she glanced up for a moment before she took a deep breath and moved her hair from her back to show the lacings when she turned a little. "I know I am already asking a lot, but If you would remove the rest, I... I just can't..." She whimpered, hoping he would not be angry with her. She was trying her best, and she was surprised that she had gotten this far, but it was becoming too much when her mind was already thinking about what he had said, her tears so close to flowing, but it was no surprise, and not unexpected after everything she had gone through. Seeing him change to the other form she gasped and refrained from running from him, "No... I like the other form you had, it does not frighten me as much as that one, or the others in this place, but please I know I can only ask your permission for things, but I beg that you have patience with me, I do not wish to be hurt, or to know what pain you could cause me, but you are a stranger, and to have you do this to me, and what you plan to do with me... I just feel so weak and vulnerable." She said softly, her tears unable to stop themselves from flowing from her eyes, "Please forgive me, I do not mean to be so emotional, but given everything that has happened, I suppose I need to not hold everything in." She said, mainly talking to herself to calm down so she did not disobey him. "Would you remove the rest of the clothing... I do not know if I can without..." But she trailed off as her tears flowed a little more her hands coming up to wipe away her tears and then remained over her face to hide that she was still crying, the only sign was the shaking of her little body, feeling small an insignificant compared to him.

 

[DomG]

The more of her flesh that was revealed to him the harder it became for Shuraste to contain himself, he had never been able to see her in such a state of undress before and had wondered if perhaps there might be some blemish that he hadn't been aware of but now seeing her he now knew there was no such blemish, her skin was flawless and her body more succulent then he could have hoped, wonderful breasts and hips that indicated she would be perfect for carrying his child and just below those a shapely rear. A pity that she was unable or at least unwilling to go any further on her own and now he would have to do the rest. “You really do disappoint me.” He growled as he moved closer again, grabbing her and pulling her to him before spinning her around so that now he was behind her, his body pressing against hers, the hardness barely held in his pants pressing against her. “I thought that you would be a good girl and obey me without question, I had hoped that I wouldn't need to hurt you or force you to do anything.” As he spoke his hands reached around her body, tearing open the last covering of her beasts and cupping them, his fingers squeezing roughly, pinching and twisting her nipples.

His right hand remained on her breast and the other slid down, pulling at her panties and tearing them away, soon they were across the room having been thrown there without a care as his fingers returned to her pussy, massaging the virgin flesh. “Don't worry though princess, tonight I will leave that lovely pussy of yours untouched... I can't fuck you properly until you are with me in front of my subjects.” A part of tradition for his kind and one that he knew she wouldn't be all that happy about being raped in front of demons but she might enjoy having a night untouched... though that wouldn't be the case. “However I can't just go unsatisfied...” He ground against her ass as he spoke. “Tonight you will be satisfying my every single urge and come morning you will sacrifice yourself to me on my throne... you can do so willingly or I can very easily force you to... though if I must force you I will break you in half and rape your body for hours on end without rest.”

With a step back he pushed her forward. “Now get on my bed... on all fours with your ass high for me... I am greatly in need.”

 

[Rayn_Chain]

His words seemed to sting, knowing he would not be happy with her choice and yet she did not pull away from him, she was perfectly still as his hands came to her bra and cut it off of her. Off of instinct and humiliation of being seen like this she turned her head away and buried her head against his chest, her long hair caressing his flesh while she stood there, his hand startling her when he played with her breast, a weak whimper coming from her lips as she closed her eyes, not wanting to watch what he was doing. What worried her even more was the cock pressing against her, knowing it was still in his pants and just hoped it would not hurt too much. Yelping while he pinched and twisted her nipples she hardly noticed his other hand tearing away her panties until they were gone from her flesh. "I'm sorry, I am trying... I really am, this is just difficult for me." She barely managed to mutter.

When he explained what would happen tomorrow she was shocked, her eyes widening as she looked up at him, "No... Please don't do that... I would rather you take it tonight however you please instead of making it a spectacle for others... Master." She said, trying to get use to saying it, hoping he may allow it to happen tonight instead of losing her virginity for everyone else tomorrow, the thought making her shiver even more and her tears flowed again just as she had managed to get them under control. She got the idea of what he wanted when his cock pressed against her from the confines of his pants, and even more when he explained the position he wanted her in, and with a soft sob she slowly got onto the bed on her hands and knees, her body trembling, tears flowing down her cheeks and onto the bed terrified of what would come next, hoping he may change his mind about taking her in front of everyone, knowing it was a foolish thought, but she could hope he might instead of taking her in some other more painful way tonight. She did as he said the best she could, her face burning red in humiliation as she remained in this position, and as still as she could manage, her little body unable to stop shaking since she had been told to undress. "Please Master, spare me the humiliation and degradation of being taken in front of your subjects, can you not do what you plan tonight instead?" Of course she was talking about him taking her ass instead of her virginity.

 

[DomG]

Her tears on his chest, an annoying habit he would need to break her of as quickly as possible, he was looking forward to the day that she would beg for his simplest touch, beg him to hurt her or give her the most intense pleasure, the day the line between the two would blur was fast approaching and Shuraste knew just how to make it come more quickly. As she moved to climb onto his bed Shuraste brushed the tears away from his chest, the moisture flicked to the ground by a fast movement of the wrist. “I will take you however I like, it might be the traditional way but believe me I will enjoy having you bounce up and down my cock either willing or forcibly.” Hell if he had to force her to move on him while his subjects watched on with glee then he would take a great amount of pleasure from the experience. As the thought ran through his head Shuraste licked his lips a little bit, removing his pants as he watched her pose for him, her body shaking. His pants gone his cock now stood out hard and straight ahead from his body, ten inches long and thick, his testicles hanging low, large and obviously full of spunk just for her.

“The humiliation is the point.” He informed her as he approached slowly, his feet softly slapping against the cold floor of the room, he wanted her to know he was taking his time in approaching her, wanting to let the fear build. “If you aren't humiliated by this then there is no point in what I am doing... if you don't suffer then it won't be nearly as much fun for me.” Slowly he climbed up onto the bed behind her, his hands reaching out to stroke and lightly tease her flesh. “Now my pet Princess, I want you to reach behind you and spread your ass open for me as wide as you can... to make it a little bit easier on your poor body.”

 

[Rayn_Chain]

Nodding her head, she had no words for him, listening to him she found him so cruel, telling herself she had to find a way out of this place, and home, and to not let herself get wrapped up in this place or loose herself here. She buried her face against her arm, her long hair flowing over to hide her as she knelt there in the position, "I understand why you would do that, and while it would be humiliating it would also be heart breaking as well, as opposed to what you are planning to do now, it does not mean as much to me as what you are to take from me in front of people who don't care at all and it means nothing at all to those others than their Master taking another slave. But fine, if I cannot persuade you then I will not ask anymore." She said bitterly, her tears still flowing but she had managed to stop her sobs and with little hesitation she moved her hands to do as he said, not saying a word to him and not wanting to look at him, glad he had her like this so he could not see the pain in her eyes and how badly this was tearing her apart inside and just crushing the poor girl.

Feeling him climb onto the bed she managed to stop herself from shaking, telling herself she did not care about her at all, about her pain, humiliation, or comfort, this was all just for his pleasure, and hers if he felt like letting her have it. She felt empty now, the more she thought about it the worse she felt, piled on top of all that had happened, but when she thought about it that did not matter, she was brought here and there was no way to change what had happened at home, she had to focus on the present, and the more she did the worse it made her feel, her tears even began to subside as a slight depression hit her at what would come now and in the next day, and she did not even know if she could survive it, wondering if she were to kill herself if she would just be stuck here, or if something else would happen to her, but she knew she would not be a living being as she was now and doing such a thing might even change her from what she was now and maybe make her something he did not want. But her thoughts were pushed away by ways of escaping, hoping she could go back through the mirror or find another. While the fear had built she told herself there was no point in being so frightened, he would either take her willingly or force her, and even willingly was not much of her choice since she could not tell him no. So her body stopped shaking as she leaned her head against the bed, her breathing rapid and soft gasps and waiting for him to hopefully hurry and be finished with her wanting nothing to do with this bastard now that he showed he was not as she had hoped he might be, hoping he might have been different from those monsters outside, but now she knew he was no better, and even worse it seemed.