Auctioned In Hell [ Google & SugarPlumCoatedGun ]

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She could hear them. The screaming residence of hell waiting for the special auction of the day to get started. Clearing her throat nervously, she shuffled backwards to the back of her cage, pressing her back against the cold bars. A male crounched in front of the cage, just staring in at the angel for a moment before unlocking the barred door and reaching in, gripping her arm tightly before quickly tugging her out. She tried to pull away from him while giving a small hiss at the burning sensation she started to feel around her wrist, her expression frightened as she was pulled to her bare feet. Stumbling out of the cage, the two paused as an announcer began calling out the start of the auction. Why did this have to happen to her? Though he was thankful that it was herself rather then her friend. She was sure she could deal with whatever was coming to her.

Ariel frowned quickly as she was tugged over towards the side of the stage behind a red velvet curtain and she waited to be guided onto the wooden platform. "Everyone, please pay close attention to our latest piece of merchandise." The husky voice paused before continuing. "Ariel!" He called out and the angel was pushed forwards up the stairs onto the stage, the man still gripping her creamy skin tightly, causing it to redden. They paused on the center of the stage and the youth stared out to the crowd, trying to pull away while muttering under her breath. "Get off of me.." Those bright blue eyes continued to dart from face to ugly demon face as she scanned the crowd, her expression almost feral as she tried to escape. "Ariel is a high ranking angel. Captured on the battle field." The announcer shouted again and the female cringed. Her ivory skin was almost glowing against the short, thin grey rags she had been forced to wear. Ariel was then pushed forwards down a catwalk into the crowd so that potential buyers could get a good look at the 'product'. "Obviously as you can see, she is a decent buy. A beautiful specimen well worth your coin." Frowning again, she mumbled. "Decent?" Her blue eyes glanced out over everyone again and her long blond hair was ruffled by the male stood closer behind him, making sure she didn't run for it. He seemed to almost step in to close the gap between their forms and it made her flinch forwards as she held her breath and her eyebrows knotted together. It was an uncomfortable connection.

Pausing a moment, she heard someone in the crowd shout. "Show us the wings!" Gritting her teeth, Ariel shook her head quickly before shouting back at them. "Yeah, right!" The angel tried to push herself backwards but the demon behind her was blocking her way. Her right arm was then pulled sharply behind her back and the man mumbled something into her ear as she gasped, getting dangerously close to her skin, before pushing her arm further up towards his shoulders. "A-Ah...Ow..!" The angel mumbled, gritting her teeth and bending forwards slightly. The loose bit of material fell forwards, revealing her cleavage to the audience. The motion caused her to fidget, trying to retain her modesty. "The angel will now show us her wings." 'The angel' blinked and shook her head defiantly. "G-Get stuffed!" Her arm was pushed further up her back and she gritted her teeth before falling to her knees with a gentle thud amongst the silence. The girl quickly hung her head and trembled slightly at the pain of her arm. A second later her large, fluffy, pure white wings extended from her back, ripping the material as they appeared, flapping once as they stretched in the air for everyone to see. Her expression was pained as she closed her bright crystal eyes, her face staring down towards the dirty stage floor in dispair. She hated showing people her wings, especially demons, the thought utterly disgusted her.

[Hope this is okaii 8D]

 

[DomG]

Lucifuge, the one who obscured the light, one of the thirty six High Dukes of the Pit, only behind six Demon kings, one of whom was of course Lucifer., was in a terrible mood. The constant was with the Celestial realm was going well and there had been several recent and promising victories that his fellow Dukes were using as evidence that they were growing ever closer to a final victory against angelic kind. However his own legions had been at the front of a recent counter assault and quite a large number of the demons who served him had fallen when one particularly skilled angelic warrior had charged the lines, the rumor was that her lover had been left behind and she had attempted to rescue him, how a single warrior could literally decimate an entire legion, a hundred of his warriors slaughtered, was beyond him and in his rage another twenty had been executed with an immense amount of torture in order to ensure that the same mistakes would not be repeated.

The rage was only compounded by the knowledge that the warrior had been taken alive, not by his men where he could easily have claimed her for his own entertainment but by the warriors of a rival Duke and now she was to be auctioned openly in front of any demon who was able to reach the site. By the time word of what was to happen had reached him the auction was only moments from starting and with an angry snarl Lucifuge had left his tower and flown with all haste towards the site of the auction, arriving just in time to see her wings spread wide and more of her body was revealed to those around her, a massive cheer spreading through the assembled demons. Unwilling to land among the dirty and base crowds he landed on the stage, his wings folding around his shirtless chest in an improvised cloak.

Before anyone could react, before anyone could yell for guards to attempt to remove him from the auction stage Lucifuge was standing before the captured angel, forcing her to look into his eyes with fingers beneath her chin. “She truly is a lovely sight.” He praised her with a small sneer, wondering how she could have felled so many of his men before she was brought down. “Five thousand pieces of platinum and a hundred precious gems if you give her to me right now and end this farce of an auction, you know that there isn't anyone here who can match me.” It was probably beyond what she was worth but he had a personal stake in this one and didn't feel like letting anyone else get their hands on her. “But first... why don't you show the assembled filth where her crucifix is located.”

 

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Upon hearing the landing on the stage in front of her, those blue orbs opened and she stared at the stage floor, reluctant to look up at what had landed ahead of her. The cheering before hand had made her cringe anyway and now there was something else on stage with her; she dreaded to think what was going on. The angel swallowed dryly as a finger reached under her chin to lift her head. It was as if someone was touching her with a burning piece of metal as the other person's flesh made contact with her own; it seemed to be a stronger sensation then the male who was still holding her from behind. The burning made her flinch and she tried to pull away as she lifted her head to glare at the person in front of her silently. Ariel felt her body shudder as he voiced his 'compliment' and she simply made a disgusted snort, her eyes darting to stare off to the side angrily. This guy seemed pretty important so she tried her best to bite her tongue; it was difficult to say the least.

Upon hearing the next line he spoke, she blinked and turned to stare back at him with a bewildered expression. He was bidding so highly and demanding that the auction be brought to a close; something fishy wa definatly going on here. Those large, fluffy, pure white wings that had extended from her back flapped once and threatened to return to her flesh when the crowd seemed to quietly mumble to themselves, irritated that they had no chance of beating his price. The demon crowd seemed to voice their opinion for ages, but when the male on stage spoke about revealing her crucifix, they all seemed to fall silent; another thing she noticed as she looked out in horror at the crowd was that they all seemed to be grinning in one way or another. "W-What?!" The angel exclaimed as if the request had just sunk in. "I demand you release me this instant!" Ariel continued to shout in protest as the male behind her started to chuckle insanly in his deep voice. "Unhand me!" Ariel continued as the male behind her tugged her to her from her knees to sit backwards on her bottom. Her expression only started to panick more as her leaned over her shoulder; his head now becoming visable to her and his hand started to loom towards her right leg.

Ariel's mind began to race and her heart began to beat furiously against her chest as her wings quickly flapped once in protest before pulling back into her skin. Without much though, the angel turned her head as her knee was grabbed; the demon's whole hand fitted around it perfectly -- thought it was overly big. Hissing venomusly, Ariel thrust her head forwards and parted her lips to grab the demon's ear between her teeth. She growled inhumanly as the male screetched in pain and within seconds he had loosened his grip on her arm which she quickly pulled from behind her to get to her feet while pulling of the flesh that was his ear. Blood dripped down her chin and onto her rags as she spat out the skin before pushing the howling male into the crowd to her right. The crowd only seemed to start cheering again, obviously excited by what they had seen. The angel's body trembled as she turned to exit, only to be tackled by a couple more guards, their grip much stronger then the demon before. The blond let out a scream as she was caught, her body squirming and fighting against them like nothing they'd ever seen before and her head snapped to glare at the person who had bid for her. Ariel looked feral; blood staining her lips, her chin and her clothes and her once innocent blue eyes were just as savage.

 

[DomG]

Lucifuge had seen this coming, he had known she wouldn't want to have her crucifix exposed to a demon, especially not such a large crowd of demons before her. Well it hardly mattered because he would see it soon enough when he had her stripped of any clothing at all and took his time to humiliate her. He knew that even his mere touch had to be painful, touching her had caused his hand to itch a little bit but the mild discomfort he had felt couldn't have compared to the pain that she was in from the same simple contact. Oh he would do a great deal more to her soon enough, such a simple touch causing her a massive amount of pain would seem like nothing compared to the pain she would feel at his touch later on, he would touch her in ways that would bring a blush to the face of even the most vicious and perverse succubus.

“She is a warrior you know.” He pointed out with a sigh of annoyance, watching demons move in from the sides of the stage to prevent her escape, he really didn't want to have his property damaged by their attempts to subdue her run and he knew that if he didn't want her in a great deal of pain he would need to take a more direct form of action. “If you damage her I will be quite disappointed.” He told them in a tone cold enough to make it clear that should he find even a bruise they would all be suffering a great deal. Under his breath he murmured a few arcane syllables and raised a hand, before it appearing a collar of thick dark iron with a chain of a similar material leading from it to his other hand, red runes covering both of them.

The collar was something he had picked up a few years before and the spell he had murmured was a way to summon it to him. It had been purchased as more of a collectors item then anything he saw a practical use for, but not there was an immediate one, built into it was an immensely powerful spell that would subdue the powers of anyone whom it was put on. Moving swiftly, knowing that if she had half a chance she would kill the demons who held her, Lucifuge knelt by her and slipped the collar over her neck, watching it snap shut and tighten around her skin until it was a snug fit, the runes glowing brightly for a moment before going dark as they did their work.

“You can get off her now.” He instructed those holding her in place. “That collar should take care of her strength at least until I get her home.”

 

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Ariel turned her head and whipped the blood from her mouth onto the shoulder of one of the demon's who was practically hoping her off the ground. He was so much taller then her that she struggled to remain on her tip toes. He grunted at her with displeasure as she did so, but she simply glared at him. "At least he knows a thing or two about angels." The girl murmured in annoyance.

Those blue eyes turned on the man in front of her for a moment and she realised she was casting a spell of some sorts when a collar started to materialize in his hand. Her body tensed and she hissed at the demon who began to get closer to her. "Stay away from me, foul beast!!" She screamed and started to wriggle around, her head turning from side to side. It took only meer seconds for the collar to be clipped and secured around her neck and once it was on it seemed to make her a little tired and the blond stayed still for a moment, blinking as her physical power left her. "H-Hey!" Ariel stuttered nervously as the two demons on either side of her began to reluctantly loosen their grip on her and set her down onto the stage.

Instantly her hands moved up to wrap around the collar and tug while she made a noise that could only sound like struggle. "Get this thing of of me at once!" She commanded, snapping her head back to glare at the male in front of her. There was no way she was willingly going 'home' with him. If she had her full strength she could have easily darted into the crowd and ran or even flew away; now though, she just felt sluggish and weak, like a insignificant human. The thought equally disgusted her as if she were being called a demon.

Ariel placed her hands on her hips stubbornly and glanced around at the demons who had become extremely close to the stage. They were all pushing and shoving and reaching out for her to get a better look or maybe even a touch that would surely put them through exstacy. The woman made a disgusted 'ugh' sound as she looked down around her feet, occasionally stepped to the side cautiously so that no one would be able to touch her; this almost distracted her from the man stood before her.