Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

Repercussions of a Summons Gone Awry [Sera X Procyonix]

Ozramis sat in the darkened gym waiting for Ceci. Being what and who he was, he liked the darkness. And after the odd thoughts he had experienced earlier it was comforting to sit in the dark and just think. So when she turned the lights on, She would find him laying down on one of the risers, with an arm over his eyes. “Hello, Cecilia,” he said in his usual principal tone, the one from the sessions, that she enjoyed but everyone else feared. “Punctual as ever my dear,” he said with a smile.

Getting up off the bleacher. He padded to her and placed as kiss on her forehead. “Now as you know, the big game is against the Braves from Middleton High. So as we are the Warriors, I have themed this towards the warriors and the braves. Makes sense, right?” He moved to the office off of the main gym, and showed her the outfit she would be wearing. It was realistic, to the soft supple leather and yet showed a fair bit of her body.

“Now,” he told her, “the way the story is going to run is this. You are the young princess of the Braves. And our warriors will come across you and capture you. Bring you to their camp and have their way with you. Simple, straight to the point. Once it's done, Derek will know not to be a hero and risk losing the woman who loves him, and the school will be psyched up for the big game.”

Behind her, she would hear movement. The Warriors were arriving, the starting five of the basketball team. Tall powerful young men. They were all dressed as native warriors with spears and bows. Dr. Ramis smiled, and nodded, “You ready, Cecilia?” he asked her firmly.
 
When her gaze landed on Dr. Ramis, her eyes brightened and her feet carried her gracefully to his side. She found it funny that he had been in the dark, but she didn't comment on it. Instead she nodded at his comment. "We do have schedules to keep to don't we?" She teased. His lips met her forehead and as before she closed her eyes at the feeling, her lips curling into a smile. He began to discuss with her the details of the big football game, nodding in understanding."Mhm..." They headed towards the gym's office, her stomach flipping with anticipation. When she saw her outfit, she laughed softly. "Well that's something isn't it..." She ran her hands over the leather and then looked up at Dr. Ramis curiously, listening to the rest of the plan he had set.

"Ooh I get to be a Princess..." She said with a playful laugh, but her laugh was cut short when he finished the rest of the 'story'. She stared up at him with surprise. "The school will be psyched for the game because they're going to see me fucked by five guys..." She said tensely. She had known she was going to be involved in something sexual, but what was actually going to happen made her uneasy. It wasn't something she thought Derek would get over easily. Nervously, she held the costume up to her chest and frowned. What if Dr. Ramis was wrong? What if doing the scene wasn't going to tell him to stop being a hero? This was possibly the father of her child.

The sound of footsteps behind her made her shoulders tense, and she looked over her shoulder, seeing the five young men from the basketball team. You ready, Cecilia? Her gaze shot back to Dr. Ramis and she looked anything but ready. He told her to trust him, but she was getting a terrible feeling in the pit of her stomach. Could she do this? "I...I'll get changed..." She murmured, her unease obvious. Ceci slipped farther into the office, away from the basketball teams eager eyes. It only took her a moment to change into the costume, seeing as there wasn't much too it. She felt exposed and exotic as she stepped back into the view of Dr. Ramis and the 'Warriors'. "I'm worried..." She said softly, stepping close to Dr. Ramis and looking up at him, her blue eyes wide. "What if...this doesn't work?" She asked, wrapping her arms around herself, her arms brushing the leather that covered her body.

She knew it was too late to back out. That students would be arriving soon to take their seats and get the pep rally started. But she still couldn't stop herself from doubting the entire plan. She felt like she needed to give Derek a heads up, but it was even too late for that.
 
Derek had loved the text from Ceci. There was something different about it, like she wanted him to really know she loved him. Not that she wasn't a loving an attentive girl, anything but, she was the sort of girl men dreamed about: adoring, beautiful, funny, and a sex drive higher than any guy he knew. But the fact that she sent him a special text after lunch seemed odd. And it put him slightly on edge. Was it a signal from her? Something that would make him feel unloved was coming? With that thought, his ice ran cold. Was the demon onto him?

As he settled into his seat in the gym he looked for her, but didn't see her. Considering she had wanted his jacket for the event, he found it unusual that she wasn't there. This really made him worry. Quickly, though, his worst fears were about to get realized. As the cheerleaders came out with the dance troop and dry ice filled the room, and old 70s song came on. Only it was different than he remembered it from when his grand-mother listened to it... “Derek, Don't a be a hero... don't be a fool with your life...”
If his blood wasn't ice cold already, that certainly did it. The principal was addressing him directly. Threatening him it seemed.

And that was when the lights went out. The stage cleared and five guys from the basketball team were carrying.... CECI! Onto the stage. She was all trussed up and looking like a native woman. The guys were all dressed as tribal warriors and were making it clear that this Brave's squaw had wandered too far afield because her brave hadn't been there to protect her... They were undressing her....Oh God, no.... Derek cried inside... No...Not that...His knuckles were clenched so tight that they were white against his dark skin.
 
Ceci was encouraged again to go through with what she'd agreed with and she slipped into place with the other students taking part in the show. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she waited behind the scenes, the gymnasium filling with students and teachers both. The five members of the basketball team were looking at her with hungry gazes and she knew they were more than happy to get on with the pep rally. She however was starting to feel uneasy, her hands shaking and her head starting to hurt. I can't do this... She thought in a panic. Her feet started to shift nervously and one of the guys noticed, leaning closer, "Relax..This is gonna be fun.." He promised, winking playfully. Ceci made a sound of panic and shook her head. "No...This isn't right..." She complained. She started to turn, to go find Dr. Ramis and tell him she couldn't do it, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her. Ceci turned and looked at the young man, her eyes narrowed. "You made a deal. Now you have to stick to it. Don't be a tease. His words were a little irritable and the other four nodded in agreement.

"You gotta look like our prisoner at the beginning here...Turn around.." Another one said as he stepped up, pulling some worn looking rope out. Ceci bit her lip and nodded, turning around and giving herself up for the sake of the show. She felt like a whore. Like a slut. But wasn't she? Dr. Ramis said it was all to help Derek, but she felt like it was doing more to mess with her. She made a soft sound when her wrists were pulled together and the rope wrapped around them. It was a loose tie, something just for show, but it was still restraining for the moment. One guy crouched in front of her, tying her ankles together and making her lose her footing. "Hey!" She exclaimed, falling forward over his shoulders. His shoulder was warm and bare, the muscles rippling as he stood up, keeping her there. "Guys..." Ceci whined. "I can't do this..." She whispered. "Oh God...He's going to hate me..." Ceci panicked.

The guys, Aaron, Jordan, Max, Dustin, and Devon were all chuckling and started to reassure her that everything would be fine. She felt a large hand on the back of her bare thigh and she jumped, but the warmth of the fingers that caressed her skin made her shiver. "Relax girl...You'll have just as much fun as us once we get started..." It was Aaron, his voice deep and reassuring. The lights went out in the main part of the gym and the guys got into position, each one with a hand on her as they carried and supported her body. It was time.

Some props had been placed on the stage, all tribal or nature inspired. In the very center was a table disguised as a bark covered log, something that could be found in the middle of an exotic forest. The five men carried her to the table and set her down, their hands immediately wandering her body as she gazed out to the crowd in front of them. Her eyes were wide in panic at first, the light being shined on them making it impossible to see who was watching. But as the hands continued to explore, fingers pulling away the ropes from her wrists and ankles, hands smoothing over her smooth skin, she found herself relaxing. This is so wrong.. She argued with herself, her stomach doing a somersault as her eyes rolled back. But their hands were big and warm and her skin seemed hungry for their touch. A soft sound escaped her as the leather of her skimpy top was pulled off. they were undressing her, leaving her bare to the bright lights and eyes of the school. Calloused hands slid across her ass before they flipped her over and she felt the 'bark' rough against her back. It all felt so real, she was surprised it was actually a table and not a tree dragged in from outside. The guys, as eager as they were, were playing their parts well. They held their spears and bows, pretending to be threatening as they pointed them at her. The dull tip of a spear pressed against her chest, dragging slowly between her breasts and her abdomen. It hesitated at her belly, making her breath catch as her body tensed. Was it a threat? To Derek? She felt her head loll to the side as Aaron and Jordan each grabbed one of her arms, pinning them to the table as Max continued to drag his spear down her body, between her legs, and then tossed it to the stage.

Ceci cried out as her ankles were grasped and she was dragged across the rough surface of the table, Aaron and Jordan shifting their hold to her wrists, while Max positioned her at the very edge of the table. Dustin and Devon were approaching from the side, careful not to block the crowd's view of her. She wanted to cry out and complain. The tell them to stop, but something kept her silent about her complaints. And soon enough, she was lost to the tidal wave of need that consumed her. They wasted little time in foreplay, their minds on one thing only. Somehow, Devon ended up beneath her on the table, and Max was behind her. Devon held onto her so she didn't need to support herself, leaving her hands empty for Aaron and Jordan, while Dustin got the joys of her mouth. Max and Devon sunk into her first, ripping a cry of pleasure and pain from her lips, their actions becoming more primal by the minute. Dustin grabbed her chin roughly, pulling her forward so he could slip his own hard length between her lips, while Aaron and Jordan positioned themselves for her hands.

The gymnasium was filled with the sounds of grunting men and the muffled whimpers and moans of Ceci. She was mortified, but the pleasure was making it too hard to focus and she felt a cloudy haze settle over her thoughts. Her mind wanted to fight it, but she didn't have to strength. Something in her kept telling her she would make Dr. Ramis happy if she did this for him. Max's hands slid down her back, brushing over the scrapes that the rough table had caused, her back arching at the sting of pain his touch caused. He was the first to reach climax, pulling out of her ass and releasing a loud moan as he unloaded across the red marks on her skin. Ceci jerked in surprise, almost choking on Dustin in her mouth. Her eyes clenched shut as Aaron slipped out of her hand and moved behind her, taking up Max's position while the other young man picked up his spear, pretending to stand guard as the rest of the men had their way with their 'prisoner'. When Devon came, he rolled out from beneath her, allowing her to collapse without his support.

Each of them climaxed, giving her a few of her own in the process, but generally using her more so than pleasuring her. Ceci was moved, her knees against the rough table as she faced the crowd. Four of them were holding their prop weapons and Jordan moved behind her, pretending to be the leader of their pack of five. He grabbed her hair, pulling it back hard enough to bring a prickle of tears to her eyes. Ceci gasped, her breasts pushed out as her back arched. He gave her no warning, thrusting deeply between her spread legs as he completed the grand finale of their little display. It was just another show of power, pretending that the Warriors had the upperhand and the Braves would be forced to play the submissive party. Their woman had been claimed and used and they would have no choice but to give up the win. Or such was the message for the school.
 
Derek watched in horror as the five large men from the basketball team had their way with his girl. While there was revulsion at the idea in his stomach, he did notice something interesting. Ceci didn't seem as into it as he knew she usually was. Certainly nowhere near as much as she allegedly loved gang bangs. That gave him a small modicum of hope. She didn't want to be unfaithful to him. This was Dr. Ramis' doing. No, Ozramis. If there had been any doubt before, this horrific scene confirmed everything Rick told him. And it also confirmed that he was real after all. Everyone around him was cheering as if watching a teenage girl get gang-banged by five black men was an everyday thing at school. That he knew it was wrong told him just how much different he was from everyone else around him.

Clenching his fish, he made his way out of the gym and gathered his car. It was time to get Rick. Clearly that was what was expected of him. The man was a warrior, he would know how to deal with it. Derek couldn't let Ceci suffer because of this. She was likely the mother of his child, and he wouldn't let her be treated like that, not ever again. She could have other lovers if she needed to, since Rick had told her that Keith and him were sharing her as well, he wouldn't get in her way, but it needed to be HER choice... not some random sick fuck deciding it for her.

Back in the Gym, the last of the men finished, until each of the five had filled her sex with their cum, after all, if you were claiming another's woman that was the ultimate claim. Turning her as they helped her up, Devon smiled. “See not so bad, you loved it,” he told her with a little cockiness. Taking a piece of paper, Ceci would recognize it as a temporary tattoo. He placed it on her chest right above her cleavage where it would show once she was dressed. A black spade playing card symbol with the capital Q inside it.
 
When the five men helped her climb off the table, she flinched, her body a bit sore and fatigued. "I loved it?" She repeated, raising a brow at Devon. "Aren't we cocky?" She muttered, rolling her eyes. "What's that?" She asked, tensing when he reached forward and pressed the temporary tattoo against her chest. She frowned, standing still while he applied the marking. "Are we done here?" She asked softly, pulling away from the guys and collecting the pieces of her costume. Aaron reached forward, pulling her back and trying to tease her. "No," Ceci snapped, "You had your fun. I did what I was told...Now I'm tired and I'm leaving..." She muttered, shaking off the grabbing hands and quickly fleeing the stage. The lights had gone out upon the completion of their show. With the tattoo now on her chest, the crowd was shouting their approval and chanting their excitement for the game ahead. But where was Derek? Ceci was worried about what he would say to her.

While she'd enjoyed the five men and had climaxed on numerous occasions, her heart hadn't been in it. She felt strange during the entire ordeal. She felt violated. And she feared the repercussions of her decision to do what Dr. Ramis said. Ceci chewed on her lip as she slipped into the gymnasium's office and found her other clothes. She needed a shower- badly. As she came down from the sexual haze she'd been pushed into, she started to feel the weight of what she had done. She wanted to talk to Derek. Only then would she feel better- or worse.

Collecting her clothes, she snuck out of the office and towards the girls locker room. She felt trashy. She felt like a terrible girlfriend and as she set her clothes down on a bench and moved to turn one of the girls showers on- she felt like she'd make a terrible mother. What kind of self respecting mother would do what she just did? Ceci bit back a cry when she turned into the water and felt the droplets run down her back. The scrapes were sensitive to the water, but she needed to get clean before she could put her clothes back on. Afraid she'd miss Derek, she cleaned up fast and then dried off, sliding her school uniform back on and grumbling when she saw the tattoo was still visible on her chest even with her blouse on. "What the hell..." Ceci snapped, tossing the costume from the rally in the trash as she left the locker room. The gym was almost empty. After checking inside for Derek, she went to his locker. After she couldn't find him there she moved to where the football team was getting ready for their last practice before the big game. They didn't know where Derek was either.

Feeling defeated, Ceci went to the parking lot to see if he was at his car. It took a few minutes, but she crossed the entire parking lot to find that his car wasn't even in the lot. "Oh God..." She cried, raising shaking hands to her face. He must have been so furious with her that he'd left. He didn't even want to see her. Ceci walked from the parking lot to the sidewalk that ran along the side of the school, her emotions raging war in her head and her heart. "He hates me..." She whispered, her eyes filling with tears.

She sunk to the sidewalk, her back against the brick of the school. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she started to believe she'd been abandoned. Why else would he leave before she could find him? Dr. Ramis had been wrong. He'd lied. Derek had reacted just as she feared he would. "I'm a whore and he hates me..." She cried quietly, her hands pressed to her face as she wallowed in grief.
 
Alaric heard Derek approaching long before he had arrived. In the day since he had been dropped of, her had made himself a bow and some arrows from the wood in the forest as well as supplies in the blind. There were certain advantages in being from an era where one had to make everything by hand, you learned how to do things and make something from nearly nothing. While the bow wasn't a good Long Bow, it was a quality short bow and would be lethal inside of a hundred yards. So when the sounds turned out to be Derek, he unstrung the bow, and waited.

A quick look at the darker man's face as he arrived in the blind instantly told Alaric something dreadful had happened, something that involved Ceci since Alaric could recognize the pain in his new friends face. “Tell me,” he said with his teeth set to bear the worst of the news. What he heard was nothing like what he expected to hear.

“He...the demon... made her have sex with five men in front of the entire school, as a message to me to not be a hero, meaning to protect you,” Derek's voice was firm but lifeless. The conviction to act was there, but there was no pleasure in what he had to do next. He would not allow that to happen to Ceci again, never again.

Alaric sighed, “I understand. I would insist regardless. Ceci is all that matters, we, her men, must protect her until her demon arrives. And pray he is strong enough to beat Ozramis here.” Unstringing the bow, he handed the chord to Derek to tie his hands once they were down out of the tree. “I hope he is satisfied with my removal from the playing board to give you the cover you need. Protect her at all costs, Derek. She literally is the only thing that matters here.”

Derek nodded with a deep sigh. “At least I know I have independent thought, feelings, emotions, that I am real. Nobody else in the school realized that was happening was wrong. They just went along with it like it happened every day,” he said somberly. It was ironic that such a painful experience was what had told him without a doubt that he was real.

Driving back to the school, Derek pulled into the lot, and spotted Ceci sitting there. She looked like she was crying. Turning to Alaric, he told the other man, “Stay here. I have to handle this on my own.” Before he got out of the car. Making his way to Ceci, he sat next to her and pulled his jacket tighter around her. “Hey baby, don't cry,” he told her gently, “Derek's gonna make it all better for my girl.” His voice was soft and tender, wrapping around her like his protective caress. He would be her armor, her protector. Did they have black knights? Or would she have the first one?”
 
She didn't even hear his approach, too wrapped up in her own thoughts to notice. But when his jacket wrapped around her shoulders, she jumped, her gaze lifting to see him in front of her. "D-Derek?" She said, her voice a little hoarse. "I-I thought you'd left me...I thought you hated me..." She murmured. "I couldn't find you..." Ceci sniffled, "I'm sorry, Derek...I'm so sorry..." She cried. "Dr. Ramis...he told me..." She shook her head, "It doesn't matter...Where did you go?" She asked suddenly, her eyes wide. Her cheeks were stained with her tears and she slowly rose to her feet, using Derek to help her. She was so tired, but she ignored the heavy feeling of her muscles. Derek had disappeared after getting his message. He didn't hate her like she thought? "Derek...I feel terrible..." She whispered, her tears threatening to spill over again as she thought about what she'd just done.

Things were changing. Ceci was starting to doubt everything. Maybe Dr. Ramis hadn't been wrong. Had Derek run off to get Rick? Was he turning him in? That had been the goal, right? No. No, the goal had been to get Derek to stop helping Rick. To keep himself safe. Not to go bring him in! Right? She couldn't remember. Ceci groaned, bringing a hand to her forehead as a headache started to pulse in her skull. "You went to get Rick, didn't you?" She murmured. Ceci gripped Derek's shirt. Was it the right thing for him to turn Rick in? "Derek..." Ceci mumbled, "I...I want you to stay away from the Principal..." She said softly. "Stay off his radar..." She urged him. "I'm confused..But..I think that's what you need to do..." Ceci admitted, though her voice was unsure. She didn't plan to avoid him, but she was unsure how she felt about Dr. Ramis' interest in Derek. If Derek just kept quiet, maybe Dr. Ramis wouldn't concern himself with him anymore.

Ceci heard the love that still existed in Derek's voice. "How can you still love me?" She whispered, her eyes wide and wary. "God, Derek. I just let five guys fuck me in front of the school!" She cried, smacking her fist into his chest, "I...I just..." She started to cry again. "Why did I do that?" She whined, "I'm sorry..."
 
Derek kissed her softly. “It's alright, Ceci. You're safe now, with me. Derek will take care of his woman,” he told her gently. “And I don't care what you just did. I saw your heart wasn't in it. If you were the girl you were out of control like when we met, babe, you'd have loved every single second of that shit. But you didn't. You know what happened wasn't right. And you know why, because it wasn't us, you and me. You love me, I know this beyond any doubts babe. And I will always love you, Ceci. Remember that always, ok babe?” he hoped his words would comfort her.

“I am going to do something I don't want to,” he told her gently, “I am going to turn Rick in to him, like he clearly wants. That should get me off of his radar. The only thing that matters to me is you, me, and our baby. And I don't care who's genetic child it is, it's going to be our baby, alright?” He saw the tattoo between her breasts. “Well you aren't the queen of spades... just of this spade...” he told her tenderly.

Getting up, he escorted her to the car, where Dr. Ramis had appeared. Derek addressed the principal, “Message received, sir. Loud and clear, next time, just do whatever you will to me, leave Ceci out of it. She's been through enough with this who think with Keith and now Rick.” His deep brown eyes had a strength in them that shocked the demon.

For his part Ozramis gave him a grim smile, as he told him, “I am glad you got the message, son. You're right, I made a mistake by harming Cecilia in this. You've shown that you are smart with this, and that you obviously care for your woman. Take better care of her from now on, son.” Then taking Rick by the shoulder, he lead him away and back into the school.
 
Ceci couldn't believe his words. He really wasn't blaming her for what happened. But couldn't she have said no? Why had she gone through with it? Sure, she'd owned Dr. Ramis a favor, but couldn't she still have said no? She was still simmering in her own self-hatred as Derek tried to comfort her. She nodded to him when he insisted he would always love her. "I love you too, Derek..." She whispered, "I'm just...I'm still so sorry..." She could barely speak the words she was so torn up and confused. Why had Dr. Ramis made her do that? Hadn't there been another way to convey the message to Derek? But he used her. Used her in a way she didn't think she liked very much.

Her attention shifted back to Derek when he said he was going to turn Rick in, her eyes wide and lips trembling. Ceci's cheeks flushed when he commented on the temporary tattoo, her eyes downcast suddenly. "You're the only spade I want..." She mumbled softly. She felt like she should step in on Rick's behalf, but she kept her mouth shut, walking with Derek back to his car. Ceci leaned on him heavily, her attention stretched between being worried about the future and being upset about the past few hours. She jumped in surprise when she looked up and saw Dr. Ramis next to the car. "Dr. Ramis..." She mumbled softly, her feelings toward him different now that he'd gotten what he wanted from her.

The young woman fell silent when Dr. Ramis took Rick's shoulder, her gaze locking with Rick as he was pulled out of the vehicle and directed back towards the school. She was worried. Something told her it was wrong to let Dr. Ramis have him, but she didn't know what other choice she had. Certainly none with Derek next to her. If she did anything, she'd want to handle it on her own with Dr. Ramis alone. With Rick and the Principal gone, she turned her face into Derek's chest, her shoulders shaking. "Derek.." She mumbled, pressing her face harder into his shirt. "Take me home?" Her voice was muffled. "Please...I can't be here anymore..." She waited for his response before she got into the car, taking the spot that Rick had been sitting in previously. Ceci pulled Derek's jacket closer around her body, her shoulders hunching as if she could disappear if she curled up tight enough. She knew Derek still had practice and it was selfish of her to ask him to take her home, but she couldn't help it. If she remained at the school any longer she was going to break down again. Her head started to throb again and she closed her eyes, not realizing that as soon as she did she was going to fall deep into sleep.
 
Once they were in the car, he told her simply, “Rick insisted that I turn him over for you. He's a big boy, he can take care of himself. I know my job, to take care of you. To make sure you are a happy lady.” He put his hand on hers as he drove. As they arrived at Ceci's house, his phone rang. Answering it, he said plainly, “You got a lot of balls calling me after what you did today, Devon. I don't care who told you to do what. You knew she was my girl. That she's my lady. No more... none o' ya'll. Got... Any bro touches my girl is gonna be missing teeth, got it? Make sure everyone fucking knows. She's not a piece of meat to play with. She's the woman I love, that I want to settle down with and raise a family with. And you can stick your tattoo in your dark ass.. You and me... quits... got it? Now fuck off!” The rage he felt was directed at Devon, but what did it matter? It wasn't like Devon was a real person, right?

Helping Ceci upstairs to her room, he helped her undress and started the tub for her. “I know you were going to make dinner for me tonight, babe, but instead, let me show you how a man treats his woman after she has been abused and mistreated.” He kissed her forehead. Getting the bath ready, it was nice and hot with extra bubbles. Lighting two rose candles, he placed them on the sink. Coming into her bedroom, he scooped her up in his arms and set her down in the tub. “Relax baby, Derek is gonna take care of you,” he told her gently.

Going downstairs he investigated the kitchen to see what she had to cook in the house. Finding some ingredients, he started to prepare a meal for them. It wasn't going to be hugely fancy or anything, but it would be good food, and it would be intimate, to give her the intimacy that only the two of them could share. Not what the others had given her, nothing but mechanical sex.
 
Ceci dozed while they drove to the house, her heart full of the love she knew Derek felt for her. He was going to protect her and she had to trust in him. Him. Not Dr. Ramis. Could she trust them both? Ceci was certain that she couldn't. Only one of them truly had her best interests in mind. The ringing of a phone pulled her from her slumber and she drowsily looked over at Derek as he started to talk. Devon. Ceci shivered wrapping her arms around her as she remembered every moment of the assembly. Derek was laying down threats and while it worried her that he was being so harsh with Devon, it also made her feel protected.

With Derek's help, Ceci made it into the house and up to her room where he helped her get rid of the day's clothes. She was standing in her bedroom, staring at herself in a floor length mirror while Derek readied a bath for her. She still felt wrong. How was he looking at her as if she wasn't defiled? As if she hadn't betrayed him? Was there something she was missing? Something that Derek knew that she didn't? A soft whimper escaped her as she shook her head, frustration among only one of her emotions. She turned when Derek came into the bedroom again and scooped her up. Ceci easily nuzzled into his arms, finding more comfort in his cradled embrace than anything else she could remember. "You're too nice to me..." she told him, honest in her opinion. She didn't feel like she deserved even an ounce of what he did for her.

The water wrapped around her and she sighed with peaceful bliss. Ceci closed her eyes again, sinking deeper into the water while Derek left her to relax. She felt terrible that she wasn't going to make him the dinner she'd promised. She really had wanted to treat him. He was the one that deserved the attention- not her. While Derek messed around in the kitchen, Ceci dozed in and out of sleep again, letting the bubbles and rose scented candles lull her into a peaceful oblivion.

Remember...A voice kept echoing through her thoughts while she drifted in and out of consciousness. They need you to remember! The voice was insistent, but she didn't recognize it from anywhere. Images flashed through her mind, of lovers, ones which reminded her an awful lot like Rick and Keith, but were different somehow. Of a different time. A different place. Don't trust Ozramis.. The voice warned. A shadow seeped into the forefront of her mind and just as she tipped deeper into sleep, it shot forward, scaring her and jerking her awake. Ceci woke, gasping and sitting up quickly in the water. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her eyes were wide as they looked around the dimly lit bathroom. The candles were still flickering and she didn't see Derek anywhere. How long had she been asleep? Looking down at her hands she didn't look too pruney, so she couldn't have been asleep for long. "Ozramis?" She mumbled softly, confused at the strange dream.

Ceci started to bathe, the dream having startled her make to a more awake state of mind. After a few more minutes she was rising from the tub, letting the bubbles slide from her smooth skin as she reached for a towel. "Derek?" She called softly, wondering if he'd come back upstairs yet. Ceci pulled the plug on the tub and stepped out, assuring she was dry before she pulled on a light pink silk and lace robe. Deciding to find him, Ceci headed downstairs to investigate what he was up to.
 
By the time she was out of the tub, Derek had finished preparing dinner. It was nothing fancy, really, though it looked fancier than it was. The dining room table was set for two, places with forks, salad plates, and salad forks. The air was filled with the scent of butter. Upon spotting Ceci, he guided her to the table, and sat her down. Return to the kitchen he put the finishing touches on dinner, and brought out the tray. The scent of Parmesan cheese joined the buttery scent as he placed a plate of brown butter pasta with cheese, and small spinach salad, and lite vinaigrette dressing.

Moving to sit down next to her, Derek gave her hand a squeeze. “When I used to get sick, my mom used to make this as comfort food. Something about buttery pasta she told me. Good for the soul. So I figured you could use some comfort food that is health too. Well, healthy-ish at least,” he chuckled. His eyes were soft and kind, as he looked at Ceci. If there was ever a time a girl needed comforting, this had to be it. It had to be something akin to what a woman felt when they were raped, defiled, unclean, damaged. He had volunteered at a battered woman's shelter the year before, which had been an eye opening experience.

Of course, that memory couldn't be real, nor could the mother he remembered. Before Ceci and he met, he wasn't real. They were memories provided for him by Ozramis. The very foul creature that had hurt his girl. “I was thinking, we could cuddle on the couch and just be together after dinner, unless you want something else,” he told her softly.
 
Ceci blinked back tears as she saw the table set and smelled the aromas of the awaiting dinner. Derek really had made her dinner. She let him guide her to the table where she sat down, still in awe of what he'd done for her. Time and time again he proved how special he was. As he placed the dinner in front of her she couldn't stop smiling, "It looks perfect, Derek...Thank you..." She picked up a fork and scooped up some of the noodles, bringing them to her lips to taste the buttery flavor. "Mmm..." She hummed, closing her eyes as the flavors danced on her tongue. "Derek...cook more often..This is delicious..." She told him honestly.

His suggestion to cuddle on the couch made her smile even more and she nodded slowly. "That sounds wonderful, Derek. I think that's exactly what I need..." Ceci agreed. The thought of resting in his strong arms made her entire body tingle with excitement. He was so strong and capable, she couldn't help her excitement. He was hers. Even after her mistakes- he was still all hers. He hadn't turned his back on her. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve him.

She drizzled some of the dressing over the salad and nibbled on some of the spinach leaves, her expression less stressed and her shoulders released of all their tension. "Derek...you missed your last practice before the big game to bring me home..." She mumbled sadly. "I'm sorry..." Her head was down, her eyes focused on the food in front of her. "I hope they still let you play..." Then she laughed, looking up at him with a smile, "Of course they will..I'm being silly. You are the star of the team after all..." Ceci took a deep breath and then sighed, "I wonder...if Rick is okay..." Her words held both concern and guilt. She felt like it was her fault he'd been given over to Dr. Ramis. Derek had told her that Rick could take care of himself, but she still couldn't help but wonder. Why did Derek know that? What did he know that she didn't?
 
Derek smiled at her as he held her, he would let nothing touch her, not now, not again. If this world wasn't real, what did his education matter? It wasn't like anything mattered other than Ceci. Who knew a town that had only teenagers living alone? The only adults were teachers. The streets were always empty, and every house looked exactly like every other house. Whatever had happened to him, somehow, he realized, he'd become real. Capable of analytical thought like any other human being. Yet Ceci couldn't yet. That had to be the demon's doing.

“Hey babe,” he asked her softly as he cradled her in his arms, “when are you going to have the tests done for the baby? And do you want me to run you into the city for that?” She had demurred the last time but things had changed so he wanted to see if that had. “And I am sure Rick will be alright,” he told her gently. “In a day, he had already made a bow and arrow to catch his own food and was eating well.”

Still she wanted him away from the principal, but not herself. He still had some sort of hold on her. Given that everything in this setting seemed to circle around Ceci and her sexual proclivities, likely they were lovers as well. Probably why she never talked much about her afternoons. And why her and the principal had this odd relationship. “Babe, since today was a bad day, and the only way for you to move into a healthier place is to deal with things that upset you, you don't have to hide you and the principal from me. I know. And it's not something I will be angry with you about either,” he told her firmly, yet with a tenderness that was warm and comforting.
 
"I'd like that..." She told him with a smile. Derek going with her for the tests would be good. It would bring them closer together and she needed his support more than ever. "We can drive into the city next week...I just need to make the appointment..." She explained.

Ceci was happy to finish their delicious meal together, but when Derek switched the topic to how she could move to a healthier place, she froze. You and the principal. Her wide eyes lifted to stare at Derek and her lips parted. I know. Immediately she tried to figure out what she was supposed to say. "Derek..." She murmured, "I..." She dropped her fork and stared at him. How could he not be angry with her? It didn't make any sense. Her brows were furrowed and she was just confused. He sounded so comforting, but he seemed stern in his assurance that he wasn't upset with her. "Derek you have every right to be mad at me...How are you not..." She told him earnestly. "I don't know how you know...How long have you known?" She mumbled.

"But I won't lie to you anymore..." She admitted. "I...It started several weeks ago..." She murmured, her gaze dropping to the plate in front of her. "I didn't want to at first...It was kind of...blackmail..." She lifted her gaze, worried about how he would react to the truth. "He was going to ruin my chances at getting into a good school..." Her hands were fisted in her lap and she sighed, "But..." She bit her lip, afraid of admitting the next part, "But...he gives me something I've begun to crave..." She whispered, "And it isn't something I can ask you for, Derek...You're too sweet...Too nurturing..." She confessed. Ceci felt ashamed and she shook her head, "I should stop...Now you know..I can't go back to him..." She said suddenly, shaking her head, "Oh God, Derek...I'm sorry...You shouldn't have to put up with this..." Ceci cried softly.
 
How could Derek explain to her why he wasn't upset? She still saw all this as real. Derek wondered what the real world actually looked like, how accurate this was. But he couldn't remember the last time it wasn't sunny and 82 degrees outside. How did the plants grow without thunderstorms? Again, not real.. And the weather was designed to keep Ceci in little to nothing clothes wise. Ozramis clearly was a kinky bastard. It did hurt a little to hear that she felt there was something she craved that he couldn't give her. But he brushed that aside for now. If there was a future for him, everything would be different. Could her magic bring him with her? Likely, since apparently without active thought she had taken Pinocchio and made him a real boy. There was a blacksploitation porno they missed... Blacknocchio, where it's not his nose that grows.

He chuckled slightly inside at that last bit, but this was an important conversation between them. And he wanted to do what he could to help her get out from under Ozramis' thumb. Yet, today had proved just how far he was willing to go if they got out of line. What would he do to Ceci if she stopped acting normal? The idea terrified Derek to his core.

“Ceci,” he told her softly with that firmness underneath, while he wasn't a dominant male like Dr. Ramis, there was a lot of that strong male alpha hidden underneath his kindness, “as much as I want you to have nothing to do with him again, we can't do that. Look at what he did today to get me back in line? What would he do to you if you refused him? Pick your battles babe. Don't fight when you can't win. Like they say in sports, play the long game, look at the prize. When we are married with our child and away from here.”
 
Her expressive blue eyes lifted to look at him and she frowned, listening to him explain that he didn't want her to stop her relations with the principal. It could be dangerous if she did. She frowned more, her brows creasing as she stared at him. He wanted her to look at the long term, not the short term, but she was having difficulty with her guilt. How difficult was it going to be for Derek to stand by knowing she was going to see Dr. Ramis. "He won't do anything bad to me, Derek..." She assured him softly, but she reached for his hand, grasping it tightly in her own. "I'm going to be safe...Don't worry...But I can't keep things going now that you know..." She admitted. "I just can't...and you can't ask me to do this...I'll take it slow..." She promised. "I'll say I'm not feeling good..." She insisted. "It will be fine..."

They finished up their dinner and then put the dishes in the dishwasher. Once everything was cleaned up, they curled up together on the couch, putting a movie on in the background while they snuggled closely on the couch cushions. Ceci felt safe in his arms, and it only took a few minutes of her head against his chest, before she was lulled into a peaceful dozing. The beat of his heart was like a lullaby to her exhausted body. Her breathing evened out and she fell quiet, her body fully relaxed with his arms around her and a blanket over them both.

Unlike earlier, Ceci didn't dream about anything. Her sleep was blissfully empty of anything but the rest that her body and baby needed.
 
Derek held her the entire night. He barely slept himself, other than dozing a few times here and there. But there were advantages to his creation by Ozramis. He wasn't subject to the dictates of human endurance. He could literally fuck for hours, intended to wear Ceci down, but the upside was, tonight, he didn't have to sleep to be functional in the morning. He wondered, now that he was real, would he dream? Morning came, and he woke her the best way he could think of, he kissed her gently. “Hey babe, time for you to get ready for school. I'll make breakfast while you wash up,” he murmured softly.

Once she was up and about, he made a quick breakfast: breakfast burritos with egg, shredded cheese and some bacon. Making two for her and two for him, he had them ready when she got downstairs. He was curious why Ozramis had made him capable of cooking well? Or was something else given to him by his lover?

Kissing her as she arrived at the foot of the stairs he handed her bag with her breakfast and a single serve orange juice. Driving her to school as he always did, he dropped her off like normal. “You coming by the locker, or do you need a little time to yourself babe?” he asked. He knew that the locker had likely been an Ozramis thing, to lower her shame to nothing, but he had come to love their time together there. It was a helluva ego boost. But like everything else Ozramis touched, Derek was staring to question it.
 
The brush of soft lips pulled her from her slumber in the morning and she whimpered quietly as they pulled away, Derek's voice drawing her into consciousness "Mmm..." She hummed, opening her eyes as he told her to go get ready while he made breakfast. She pouted, pulling him in for another kiss before she let him go and she headed upstairs. For dinner, then breakfast? Ceci felt spoiled. She was smiling as she took a quick shower and found a clean uniform from her closet. She straightened her skirt and blouse as she walked downstairs, smelling the delicious aroma of bacon. Her gaze settled on the breakfast burritos in a bag that he held out for her and she beamed with excitement, "Those smell delicious, Derek!" She cheered, nodding her head in appreciation. "You're too good to me..."' She told him, pressing a kiss to his lips as she took the juice and bag. Ceci grabbed her backpack and then followed him out to the car.

While Derek drove, Ceci pulled out breakfast. A slender hand wrapped around the warm tortilla and she brought it to her lips, biting and then groaning as the flavors mingled on her tongue. "Ugh...Stop being so perfect..." She groaned, looking at him with a teasing smile. She ate and drank what he'd provided for her, occasionally leaning over and pressing a bite to his lips affectionately. When they pulled up to the school she tensed up. She didn't want to go in. She suddenly wanted to go home. The entire school had seen her have sex the day before. She felt mortified. Derek's question pulled her attention and she looked down at her lap. "I...I'll stop by...But...Just because I don't want to be alone..." She admitted. Their time at the lockers in the morning had always been a favored part of her morning, even with the handful of students that would see them. But after the entire school spent their pep rally seeing her get fucked, she was having second thoughts. She felt uneasy, as if things would be different if they continued the same way they usually did.

Ceci slipped out of the car and then leaned across the seats, kissing Derek. "I'll see you inside?" She closed the door and headed towards the school. Her nerves were a mess and she was having trouble keeping her hands from trembling. Her thoughts immediately shifted to Rick. Where was he? What had Dr. Ramis done with him? As she slipped through the lobby she spotted Dr. Ramis in the office, his gaze lifting to lock with hers as she walked past. Ceci dropped her gaze and continued down the hall, letting her feet carry her swiftly to her locker to drop off her books. Closing her locker, she turned to head to Derek's locker and meet him before classes.
 
If anyone from the school had though anything unusual about the pep rally the night before, nobody treated her any differently. All the same warm hellos, the desire filled looks from some of the boys, and girls both. It was as if the day before never happened. Everyone was talking about the game of course, but nobody at all mentioned her performance. She even passed two of the three boys she had been with, and they barely looked her direction.


Of course she could feel Dr. Ramis' eyes on her, every single step she took in his field of view. She could almost feel him undressing her and tying her down. There was such intensity in his eyes. There was absolutely no doubt in those eyes that she would be in his office that afternoon as usual, and getting the same treatment as always.

Derek as at his locker and smiled as she arrived. “Well your too perfect boyfriend,” he teased her slightly, “is gonna be bad today, I'm cutting. I have things I need to look into for us. I doubt anyone will care unless I skip the game tomorrow night. You gonna be ok, babe?”
 
Even though nobody treated her differently, she felt different. She smiled regardless of her unease as she approached Derek's locker, seeing him standing there. He announced he was going to skip and she frowned. Her brows furrowed and she wrapped her arms around him. "You're gonna leave me..." She pouted, looking up at him with sad eyes. Ceci smiled quickly enough and sighed, "I'll be fine...I'll get through classes easily enough. I'll see you after school? Can you still pick me up?" She asked, hopeful. "If you can't just text me and I'll get a ride..." She assured him.

Having Derek at school was going to be a big part of keeping her emotions in check, but she wouldn't tell him that. She didn't want to seem too needy. Moving to her tip toes she pressed a kiss to his lips and coaxed him into a deeper embrace. She wanted to feel him on her lips long after he left the building. After kissing him for a few minutes, she pulled back, her lips slightly swollen, and her cheeks flushed. "I love youuu..." She sung in a playful voice. Ceci pulled out of his arms, glancing at the clock to see that it was almost time for her first class. She waved to Derek over her shoulder and then made her way to class.

Ceci texted Derek throughout the first part of her day, expressing that she missed him and couldn't wait to see him after school. If he didn't reply she didn't worry too much, knowing he was busy. She took a test in biology and had a pop quiz in her math class, which made her a little irritable as she started walking to lunch. It was then that she remembered she was supposed to go see the Principal. Ceci stopped, turning around and heading towards the office instead. Her expression was one of irritation as she walked in and the secretary told her she could go on back to Dr. Ramis' office. Ceci muttered a thank you and trudged her way to the back office. She knocked two times as usual and waited for him to answer before she opened the door and closed it behind her. "Dr. Ramis..." She greeted softly, her tone somewhat tense with her mood.
 
Derek watched her as she left, their I love you's still on the other's lips. It was a good feeling. If this was what being alive meant, he was all for it. Once she was out of sight he went out to his car and started the day. As the day progressed, he replied to each and every text she sent with I<3U in every text. He had never felt so alive, well likely as he had never been so before. A showdown was coming, and he needed to be prepared.

Alaric woke up in a dark place. He'd been beaten the night before to within an inch of his life. Of course Ozramis couldn't kill him. The link to Ceci was still too strong even here in this world. His death would pull Ceci out of her mind fog. But no matter how much Alaric goaded the demon lord. He refused to take the bait. He had told Ceci in the past that he would die for her. And here he was, actively trying, and he couldn't manage. That had to be one for the records. Looking around for a way out of wherever he was, he realized it could take some time.

Ozramis was pleased conditionally. He had Alaric back and under wraps. Derek was back in line, at least on the surface. One thing a demon knew all too well was duplicity. But there was one thing he knew about the young man: he loved Ceci too much to risk her again like last night, so he wouldn't do anything overt against the Demon.

When Ceci arrived, she didn't look happy, which was he suspected because of the night before. She hadn't responded to it the way he had expected. And that was troubling. Making mistakes in reading people was not something he was used to doing. Certainly not little slips of a brainwashed witch. “Good afternoon, Cecilia,” he said in his usual greeting. “Are you ready and eager for me today? Or is that frown on your face for me?” the question carried a hint of something under it... danger perhaps?
 
Ceci's frown didn't disappear as she approached Dr. Ramis behind his desk. His tone was different, but she paid it no mind. She didn't however comment on what was bothering her. "I'm ready..." She said, though she didn't admit to being eager. Even in her heart wasn't necessarily in it, her body was still eager. It hadn't exactly caught up with her head in terms of who it was supposed to be trusting. She wanted to give Dr. Ramis her trust, but she was more uneasy about it than before. "I'll go get ready for you..." She told him in a soft voice. Ceci ducked her head submissively and headed towards the door to his basement room. As she usually did before a session, she descended the stairs and started to strip her clothes. He usually liked her to wear something as the start of their session, so she left the black lace thong she'd been wearing on.

While Dr. Ramis finished up in his office, she wandered the room, running her fingertips over the wall of whips, paddles, and other toys. Usually she'd be waiting for him at the foot of the stairs, but she didn't- her first sign that something was different. In fact, when he descended the steps, she didn't even look at him. She kept her gaze focused on the whip he'd used on her during their very first session. She was angry. He'd used her to hurt Derek and hurt her in the process. Emotionally she was still troubled by the day before, even if everyone else acted like it never happened.

When she finally turned to see Dr. Ramis behind her, her expression was still one of frustration. "Are you happy with how the day ended yesterday?" She asked bitterly. "Did you get everything you wanted?" She knew she'd told Derek she'd be careful, but she couldn't help it. She was too upset.
 
Ozramis was taken aback at her anger. It wasn't something she should have been able to do. Apparently he had miscalculated how much she had come to care for Derek. He should have known it would happen. She had fallen for Rakith in a matter of days, same with Alaric. Derek now had been in her life for a month. Most of that time as he boyfriend. How could she not love him? He showed no reaction to her outbust at first. He pondered his reaction. Remaining cold and imperious for the moment seemed the best option at least. “I did, yes. Perhaps I should have handled it differently, I agree. But it was the only way to get Derek to do what needed to be done,” his voice was deep, powerful and deadly serious. The power and insinuated menace in his voice was there as it boomed through the basement.

Moving her to the suspension point in the center of the room, he clipped her wrists into the cuffs and allowed the weight to pull her down until he feet just touched the ground. She was facing a full length mirror as he ripped her thong off of her body. “You seem to forget, Cecilia,” he said as he cracked the whip she had been staring at. It didn't touch her, but it was as loud as she had ever heard it. “What you are, who you belong to. So let me remind you,” he moved the her side and took her chin in his and gazed deep into her eyes with possessiveness. “You are a slut, my slut. The boys get to fuck you because I allow it. Not only that, but you're a cheating slut. You cheated on Keith with his brother. Then on both of them with several boys from school. Then Derek. Then me. What did the five boys last night matter? You've had enough dicks in you to be a double ace. You've cheated on every man you've ever told that you loved them, one with his own brother. That's why you love what I do to you so much, there is not pretense of love. Here, I treat you like the slut you really are,” he told her firmly without pity.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom