Demon Slayer { CarnalChaos & Rapedoll }

[Rapedoll]

She stirred the pot very carefully then taking the ladle she filled the small vile very carefully. Six ounces was all she needed of the powerful potion that would enslave a demon in seconds. The hardest thing she had getting was the child's innocence and the cats seventh live. But with all the ingredient finally gathered she was ready. She put the stopper on the vile careful not to spill a drop.

She walked down the stone labyrinth, she didn't realized her hands where clinched into fists, clinched so tight her nails dug into the palms of her hands but she couldn't feel it. She couldn't feel much of anything except anger and revenge. Her approach was swift and silent, just a shadow. For that's what she was now, just a shadow. If anybody could see her would they even recognize her? Probably not.

For now she was just a shadow from the dark realm a lost soul .. no better then the demons she come capture and enslave. A smile crossed her face when she thought about his face when he realized who she was. He would never suspect it, never see it coming until it was to late. She looked up .. she could see the castle in the distance... dark and foreboding as it rose up into the nighttime sky.

Oh she knew the castle well. She had spent months locked away underneath in the dungeon. Where she was subjected to unspeakable of tortures and sex at the hands of the two demons that live there. But that was when she was still young and innocent... and human. But that was a lifetime ago.. her life.. time. Now she was there worse nightmare.. a demon slayer from the dark side.

She clutched her fists tighter .. a trickle of blood dripped down into the palm of her hand.. but she didn't feel it. The memories of that night flooding back to her... kidnapped ... held for ransom. At first she was sure they where going to come for her. After all they knew what would happen to her if they didn't. They did say they would never let her go, and she was carrying there babies, how could they not come and rescue her?

She had actually thought she was caring for one of them, and she thought he might be caring for her. But even after they had proof of her torture at the hands of the dark demons they still didn't come for her... abandoned the Dark Demons tortured her over and over again .. she still remembered her dieing breath she screamed out his name still hoping that he would save her and there baby "Chaos!!" ... but she died that night for the first time.

Over the next few months the dark demons resurrected her over and over .. each time the same torturing until she died.. the pain and agony she felt she can still remember it all so clearly. The last time the dark demons made her an offer ... by that point she would have done anything to stop the eternal suffering. She was to become a demon slayer working for the dark sided Demons to help them in the war against there enemies and over take the royal bloodline demons.

Thinking back now she wondered why she was so hesitant. Taking out the demons had proved to be rather easy. Over the past few months she had gotten quite a name for herself as a demon slayer. But now she had her own personal agenda .. Oh she would slay them .. but first she would enslave them and enact her revenge.

Thanks to the dark demons nobody would see her coming.. slipping into another dimension she would become invisible and deadly silent. The only thing that would allude to her presents was an unearthly chill that would accompany her that would chill most hearts. but seeing as the demons had no hearts they would hardly notice her presents until it was to late and she had them under her spell.

 

[CarnalChaos]

The demon closed his eyes and lay his head back as the young naked girl sat shaking between his legs servicing cock. It had been a long day and he was too tired to rape her. He could feel her tiny hands around the base of his thick rod and her tiny mouth licking and sucking at the sides and around his bulbous head, her mouth was too small to suck him properly so thats all she could do. His muscles ached even after a long hot soak in the washtub. The task of cleaning up the mess left throughout and around the castle by his tantrums weeks earlier proved to be more work then he expected. He used his anger to fuel him, his anger and hatered toward his brother Asmoddeus.

Weeks before his demon brother had told him of a town in the south that sat on the shore and was rumored to have captured a mermaid. Asmoddeus always had exotic tastes and the idea of having a mermaid in his possession made him a little unbalanced. So much so that he had ordered their entire army to go with him and begged Chaos as well til he relented and agreed to go. Asmoddeus meant to have the mermaid and if he couldnt buy her then he would take her by force.

Chaos had given orders to the kitchen help to look after the princess held in the dungeons and that no harm should come to her while he was gone. He really hated having to leave her, he couldnt imagine going one single night without feeling her body against his. The road south proved to be eventless and when they reached the oceanfront town all they found were burned ruins. An old man had told them that poachers burned the town and that the priests had taken the mermaid even further south to another village. They traveled to the next village and found no word of any mermaid. Asmoddeus was ready to go to the next town, and the next and the next until he found her. Chaos tried to convince his brother that maybe it was all a farce and they should go back home, but asmoddeus wanted to hear nothing of it.

The next morning Chaos rose before dawn, packed his things and started back home. He left a message for his brother informing him that he was not going to continue on this goosehunt and that he was returning to the castle. He knew his brother would be enraged and that he would take his anger out on the smallfolk but he didnt care, he wanted to get back to the princess and to the son she carried in her womb. He was excited to finally be a father but he was also excited to see the changes that her body would go through in the upcoming months. How her stomach would swell, her nipples would darken and become more sensitive and then after grow heavy with milk. He imagined her sitting on top of him after with his cock deep inside her riding him while he sucked the mothers milk from her breasts.

It was still a few hours before dawn when the demon arrived home. He went to his chambers and washed before going down to the dungeons. As he decended the stone steps into darkness he began to feel pangs of guilt. 'I shouldnt have kept her down here this long.' he thought to himself, 'She will be the mother of my son and heir and deserves better accomodations, tomorrow I shall have her moved into the chambers next to mine.'

When he reached the bottom he noticed only the torch nearest the steps was lit. 'Odd' he thought, he pulled an unlit torch from the rack, lit it and continued down the hall to her cell. He lit the torches along the wall as he went but he didnt understand why they were all out. When he reached her cell he peered in but couldnt see the princess so he unlocked the cell door and went in. He held the torch high and looked in every corner, but she wasnt there. 'Maybe they moved her. Closer to the stairs to make her easier to attend.' he thought. The demon left the cell and began to inspect each one making his way back to the stairs. When his efforts proved fruitless he backtracked and searched all the cells past hers. Nothing still.

The demon became enraged, part was anger at being unable to find her, and part was fear for her safety. He climbed the steps back up into the castle and screamed for his servants. The demon stomped through the rooms loudly and threw about the furniture, his anger uncontrollable. The servants came hurrying to him with the look of slumber still in their eyes. When they saw the destruction of his rath they fell to their knees and quivered at his feet. 'Where is she???!!!' he screamed at them. The old female servants began to cry and the men looked like they knew they were about to die. 'I SAID where ISSSSSS SHEEEEE!!!!' he screamed at them. One old man pressed his head to the stone floor and reached out a hand to touch the demons hoof with his fingertips.

The demon grasped the old man by his neck and pulled him from the floor to stand before him. 'Speak.' The demon commanded. The old man told the demon that the princess was no longer here and then made water in his pants. The demon threw him to the floor and went to a kitchen wench and picked her up next. 'Where IS she?' he asked her. The woman grasped the demons hands with her own and began sobbing in fits. When the demon told her to either answer or die the old man stood and said 'Wait, Ill tell you.' He dropped the woman and walked back to the old man and stood in front of him. The old man looked to the floor as he spoke, 'She was taken on orders of your brother sir. The night before you rode south he came to us and ordered us to deliver her to Sept of Darkness and into the hands of the dark demons. Cook Smith questioned his orders and paid with his life. He told us that you had grown weary of the girl and wanted to be rid of her quietly. Begging your pardon, M'Lord, we only did as we were ordered to.

It took several moments for the old mans words to sink in...The Sept of Darkness...the room spun and the demon felt suddeny ill. He fell to his knees and screamed as he pounded his fists on the stone floor. His tantrum went on for hours and the servants had run off in fear long ago. The sept of darkness was an impregnable fortress, even for him, even with his whole army, even with all the armys of hell. How could Asmoddeus DO this to him? His beloved brother. But then he suddenly understood. He was jealous of the tiny girl, jealous of the love that Chaos showed for her and of the son she carried for him.

The days following were spent in a drunken stubor. He stayed locked in his chambers for days on end only coming out to get food and go back again for many days more. He handnt bathed or changed his clothes since he returned. He stood at the window day and night as his mind contemplated his options. The only way he could find if she was infact held in the Dark Sept was to swear the vows and enter their brotherhood. That was not an option as the new recruits were stripped of their family names as well as their penises. They were an order of eunuchs whos sect bgan before the breaking of the heavens. His other option was to no nothing...for now, and after many sleepless nights thats exactly what he decided to do, after all he couldnt even be sure the girl still lived. So wait is what he did, hidden alone in the castle tower he planned his revenge on Asmoddeus, he lived and relived what he would do to him when he returned, the long slow torture his brother would endure.

He opened his eyes and looked down at the slave working feverishly to bring him to satisfaction, but the demon wasnt even close. He pushed the girl back, rose from his seat and went to the window and threw the shutters open. He gazed out into the starless night and thought of her and of the son he would have had when something moved in the sky just to his left and when he turned to look nothing was there. A cold chill came over him and he closed the shutters and went to bed. Thankfully sleep came to him easily this night.-

 

[Rapedoll]

As she approached the dark monstrosity of Chaos's castle She walked in it's shadow. She no longer feared this castle for she couldn't be hurt anymore from the demons that lurked with in. Oh she still remembered the first time she ever laid eyes on the castle.. how it filled her with dread and terror, but it couldn't compare with the terror she felt as the Demon carried her over his shoulders into it's deepest depths. She had been so young and innocent, and alive... yes she was filled with so much life.
She had only been sixteen back then.. not really that long ago but it was a life time to her.
She tried to push those memories away... that wasn't her, not anymore. The pain was gone but the memories still haunted her.

Chaos had come to her village discissed as a knight when he first laid eyes on the beautiful young princess. That's when he knew he had to have her, he spent months devising a plan to get a hold of her. Just like the fairytales he sent one of his old witches dressed as a beautiful maiden to charm the girls father.. once the father married the old witch, she soon killed him. Leaving the princess in the hands of the, in this case so true, wicked stepmother. The stepmother soon convinced everyone that they had to sacrifice the princess to the demons in order to save there village. They came for her in the middle of the night, the poor girl didn't know what was happening to her.. They whisked her away in the dark of the night. Brought her to a remote clearing... she was screaming for them not to leave her there.. but they had there orders.. alone and frightened .. it was so dark.



Standing at the gate to the castle, cloaked in darkness that was now her life. She must wait till someone came or left the castle to open the gate least her arrival would sound alarms. When somebody opened the gate she would be able to slip in unseen. She looked up.. her breath stopped short. There in the window.. that was him! That was Chaos. Her heart pounded as it felt like it jumped in her chest, Chaos turned and seemed to look right at her. He seemed so huge and imposing.. She reached out to and put her hand against the stone wall of the castle to steady herself. For a second she had to remind herself that he couldn't see her, that he couldn't hurt her anymore. When she had been human before she became a Slayer she had been so frightened of the Demon.

When she looked up again he was gone.. the shutters closed.. Had he sensed her presents? Did he know his ending was coming soon? She clutched the poison ridden dagger that hung at her side.. She had been a Slayer for six months now.. she never had a problem killing one of the Demons but this time it was different. She wasn't planning on killing him right away.

 

[CarnalChaos]

When the demon opened his eyes he knew he had not slept longer then two or three hours. He closed his eyes again in hopes of falling back into unconsciousness and peace. Instead he saw her face behind his closed eyelids. Her delicate features contorted in agony and screaming his name. And his unborn son, screaming in her womb, calling for his father to save him and his fragile mother. Chaos sat up and threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood. He looked around the room for the slave girl but she was nowhere in sight. He went to the side table where he kept a bottle of strong whiskey, poured himself a drink and walked out into the hall.

It was dark and quiet, the demon lit a torch and carried it and his drink down to the second floor of the castle and into the library. He lit every lamp in the room and then began to survey the shelves in search of the ancient tomb. It was three hours later when he finally found it, he pulled it from the shelf carefully and carried it to the table. He brushed his hand over the cover to wipe away some of the dirt and dust. 'The Sept of Darkness'. The words were once embossed in gold but they had faded long ago.

The demon poured over the large book looking for anything he could learn about them, any weaknesses, loopholes in their member rules and regulations, anything he could use to his advantage. He was determined to find out what happened to her, and to his son, because if he didn’t, he would be tormented by their memory forever. If she lived then he would reclaim her and Asmoddeus would be spared his life. If she was dead along with her son, then the Sept would be annihilated and their kind banished from the history books. But...if she was dead and resurrected into their order...well the thought of that made him shudder. There are very few beings or creatures that a demon would fear, but the ones resurrected into the order of darkness made even the most vile of demons question his own mortality.

 

[Rapedoll]

Once inside she leaned against the wall closing her eyes.. she needed to get her wits about her... so many memories .. she could see the ghosts from the past.. She could almost hear the sounds of her screams that once filled these very hallways. Ohh how Chaos used to love to hear her screams and cries. She clutched the dagger tighter .. now he was going to be the one screaming, Him and his brother Asmoddeus. But first things first.. she needed to find Chaos, he was probably up in his room.

Silently moving down the hallways her feet hardly touching the ground. Did the hell hounds even notice her passing? If they did they did nothing more then raise there heads only to lay it back down again on there paws. Rounding a corner, her breath caught for a moment. That door.. she remembered that door... nodding her head.. yeah.. that's the room Asmoddeus rapped her in when he found her after she escaped the dungeon. She rubbed her stomach absentmindedly, he had used a fertility drug and got her pregnant but Chaos never knew cause shortly after Chaos used the same drug that's how she wound up pregnant with both of there child. Did they even know she was carrying twins? She knew Chaos knew she was pregnant with his son, but did he know she was carrying his brothers too? For a moment she felt a twang of loss, pushing that aside she had a job to do. She walked on.

Rounding a corner she saw the huge solid door still bearing Chaos's coat of arms. She licked her blood colored lips. He was there .. just beyond that door. This time the waiting seemed to take for ever.. but she had to be patient... she couldn't risk opening the door herself and letting him know she was there. Although he no longer held any power over her as she was cursed with the power of the dark Demons the surprise attack would make it so much sweeter, an evil smile appeared on her lips.

Suddenly his door came flying open... She felt herself almost going limp as she pressed her back against the stone walls... But Chaos couldn't see her and to think at one time she actually thought she was falling in love with that wretched Demon. She had to hold back her laughter... Sudden shock of seeing him standing in the door had her frozen .. perhaps a minute to long.. she was going to sneak into his room and wait for his return.. but by time she finished looking at him the door had already close.

Ah but where is he going at this time of night? Deciding to fallow him, he lead her to the library, there she watched him pull an old dusty book from the shelf.. Her blood red lips curled up into a smile as she saw what he was reading... That's right Chaos... Study all you want cause nothing is going to save you now she thought to her self... She leaned over his shoulder.. She knew he would be able to feel the cold gripping him .. but would he realize just yet that it was a Slayer come for him.. She thought not..

She reached out and touched the back of his neck.. an unearthly cold would wash through his body.. she could see him visibly shaking... Leaning over she whispered his name in his ear with her icy cold breath, "Chaosssss" Then she pulled back and stepped away wanting to see what he would do. Would he think it was his imagination, perhaps a ghost of his past?

 

[CarnalChaos]

The demon froze instantly. He dared not move a muscle, he dared not breathe. Seconds seemed like minutes, each an eternity. His mind raced. A Slayer? No, couldn’t be, else he would be dead already. What then? He placed both hands on the table and stood. He waited a few more eternal seconds before turning. Seeing nothing, he looked around the room to his left, and then his right still finding nothing there. Perhaps he was spending too much time thinking about Dark Sept and his mind was playing tricks on him. He shook his head and turned back to his desk, he closed the book and blew out the candle before heading for the door.

 

[Rapedoll]

Cassandra stood back a smile curling up at the edge of her lips as she saw the terror and confusion run through Chaos. She couldn't help be feel a bit if satisfaction when he visibly shivered.

While Chaos spent precious time looking around for what wasn't there, the slayer moved silently back down the hall towards Chaos's room once again. With Chaos busy in the library looking for shadows, Cassandra took out an old parchment paper scribbled in her blood and laced with magic. Reaching into an old leather pouch she carried, and pulled out a small dagger.. The dagger was made from rich black onyx with intricate silver workings up through the handle with the Slayers insignia. Attaching the parchment paper to Chaos's door with the dagger then she quietly slipped inside his room and waited for his return.

His room looked much like she remembered it .. the huge carved fireplace that took up most of the wall.. On the other wall was rows and rows of old books. Directly across from the door where rows of windows that where shuttered and heavily draped in deep rich burgundy velvets. And there, in the middle of the room stood Chaos's huge bed.. The bed was a mess.. blankets rumpled and thrown here and there giving the appearance that somebody had a rough night. Walking over to the bed.. Her fingers brushed across the old iron shackles that where attached to one of the bed posts she almost had a sense of longing.. but she pushed those feelings quickly aside. How at one time she would have loved to share his bed, but he rarely ever let her stay with him. Once he was done with her he would almost always quickly banish her back down to the cold dungeon where she would have to sleep on the stone floor.

Quickly turning from the bed.. pushing down the feelings that threatened to tie her stomach up in knots.. She walked to the other side of the room to a small table where there sat a decanter of brandy. Pouring herself a glass she sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs, uncloaking herself waited for Chaos to return..

 

[CarnalChaos]

Chaos stomped down the large hallway trying to shake the icy chill from his bones. ‘A good stiff brandy is what I need.’ he thought to himself. He opened the door to his chambers and went in slamming it behind him. The fire had gone out and there was an eerie damp coolness to the large room. He went to the fireplace, laid two new logs and lit them. He stood and took an oil lamp from the mantle and lit it as well before turning to pour his drink. He had taken only four steps before stopping so abruptly he almost fell forward and had to take another step to catch himself. He slowly lifted the lamp to see better and there she was, in his chair wearing a smile that he knew wasn’t hers.

 

[Rapedoll]

She sat back in the big oversize stuffed chair, gazing at him over her half filled glass of brandy. A smile curled along the sides of her full lips.

"Your late" she said as he gazed at her, his mouth opened in shock as a puff of white steam escaped his lips from the cold that enveloped the room. She could almost see an invisible shiver run through him. She sat back.. the long red silk from her skirt did nothing to hide her long shapely legs, and her tight form fitting top where her full breasts looked like they were ready to over flow. Her arms and shoulders, visible in full, were toned and sculpted with lean firm muscles.

She noticed how Chaos's eyes focused on the swell of her cleavage spilling out over the low cut neckline .. she could hear him audibly gasp and swallow trying to clear his thoughts. Or at least redirect them.

Rising and crossing the room .. She saw Chaos stiffen and straightened, she stepped closer. She kept her eyes fixed on his, the corners of her lovely mouth upturned slightly.

All at once Chaos's throat constricted, and he gulped audibly for breath. Her smile widened, her eyes flashed mischievously. "What's the matter Chaos? Cat got your tongue? Arn't you happy to see me?"

She continued to hold his gaze, at once challenging and engaging him.
She stepped even closer pressing the swell of her breasts against his chest. The points of her nipples straining against the thin fabric separating them. The soft sweet sent of her drifting up around his senses. She could feel him stirring to immediate arousal.

She stood on her tip toes and kissed him, her lips pressing against his, lightly, sweetly. Then her tongue slipped against his. the kiss deepened. She could feel his emotions rock through him.