TRIGGER WARNINGS:
- Some sexual situation (f/m/m)
- Exploitation and abuse of subjugated beings through the misuse of authority.
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Egan picked it up in his hand and then brought the stone close to the bars. His fingers passed through without problems. He smiled. With trepidation, he tried to pass his arm, then a leg, his pelvis and shoulders, and finally his head and the other leg. He found himself in the same cell as Camelia. Egan kicked the broken leg of the cot that was next to his feet. Then he bent down to help the blonde woman. As soon as he touched her, a surge of energy hit him, powerful and fast. "What the hell was that?!" he let her go immediately.
Camelia blushed. He found himself with his cheeks on fire as well, without understanding why.
Egan looked at the stone he still held in his left hand, placed it on the ground. "It must have been this, maybe it took some of that magic from the luminous bars."
She seemed doubtful, however, when he offered her his hand, she grabbed it again. Another surge, as powerful as the first. Camelia held his hand tighter when he tried to pull it away again. "Wait!" she paused a few seconds. "It's not the demon's magic. Don't be afraid. Whatever it is, it's not evil, I can feel it."
Egan scratched behind his ear, not knowing what to say. As the surge weakened, he helped her up. "Alright, it must be something else, but there's no time to worry about it now. Let's escape from here!"
"No!"
Both jumped in fright. Whose voice was that, Camelia wondered, because she hadn't sensed any presence. Then an indigo-colored insect came forward. "Now is not the right time," the insect was very fast. "They are transferring detainees, stay where you are until the operation is over," the insect continued.
"You are one of his!" Egan frowned. "It's one of the demon's creatures, a fillian!"
Camelia tried to follow the frantic movements of that insect that seemed more frightened than the two of them. "Wait a moment, I don't sense any evil in this little creature."
"Nerea. My name is Nerea," said the insect, annoyed.
"But it's still one of his creatures, we can't trust what it says. In fact, now it also knows we want to leave and she… that thing, will go to report it," Egan immediately picked up the stone and approached Camelia.
"Nerea, would you mind coming closer? I don't want to hurt you," the seer extended a hand forward.
The insect flew slowly to the bars; they were wide enough to pass through but it stopped outside anyway. Camelia approached and extended a finger. "Please, lean on me, I can read the past and the future. If your intentions are good, allow me to touch you."
Egan was eager to leave and didn't understand the blonde's lightness in wanting to trust a fillian that served her master.
The insect flew slowly onto Camelia's finger. "They are coming, I can't stay any longer."
"Just a moment," the seer waited for the small legs to touch her finger and then closed her eyes. She was overwhelmed by an enormity of fragments of past events. As it had been with the demon, in due time. But she forced herself to focus on the real intentions of the small creature. When the approaching footsteps became clear, Nerea darted away rapidly.
Camelia smiled. "Our little friend was telling the truth. And what an extraordinary future she will have," she had a flash in which she saw the fillian in her human form, kissing someone with red hair. Egan looked at her questioningly. "The fillian… she is discovering a part of herself that had been denied to her. The demon used her as a sex puppet from her birth, and crushed her will so that her life wouldn't weigh on her. He is a horrible being," continued the seer.
Egan nodded. "He wanted to use her against me too."
"We must wait as she said, they are transferring other detainees to this wing of the prisons. It's the first time it has happened since I've been here. They must not understand that you have the stone!"
Egan used the gill's tear to return to his cell. A couple of seconds later, he saw similar human soldiers appear, with scarlet skin. Orf, at the head, led his small troop. Behind, a column of strange individuals dissimilar from each other, bound hands and ankles by luminous chains very similar to Camelia's, which had now been eliminated by the stone. The blonde went to lie down and curled up facing the other way, pulling her legs to her chest to hide them as best as she could.
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Noxfor was gripping the fillian's arms as he penetrated her vigorously. The creature was bent forward, and the demon's erection easily made its way. With each thrust those arms were pulled to increase the depth of the demon's brutal instincts. The creature moaned softly, almost not wanting to overshadow Noxfor's grunts with her voice. The demon was furious, and he was venting with Pillas, the fillian with hair as blue as the night and cobalt full lips. The climax was near when someone announced themselves.
'Enter, Levian!' Without interrupting his task, he greeted his general—responsible for hunting intruders and escaped detainees, whenever such incidents arose.
The general briefly looked at the fillian and her ample bosom bouncing under the demon's blows. "Master, I am here to inform you that the latest arrivals have been placed where you said," the head and body of the general had human features, pleasing and youthful; except for three eyes. A long tail followed his every step and his ears were very similar to those of a large feline, a cheetah. A thick layer of long fur surrounded and covered his intimate parts and virility, which had been aroused by that scene.
"Come closer," Noxfor let go of the fillian's arms and seized her by the thighs, lifting her as if she weighed nothing. "Take her from the front," he ordered the general. Pillas looked at Levian approaching and said nothing, she just smiled. Noxfor's erection entered behind her, slowly, letting her get used to its presence. Levian's member, now completely rigid and uncovered from the fur that usually hid it, slipped between the wet and hairless folds, where it quickly insinuated itself. The fillian's arms clung to the general's neck and her bosom rubbed against his chest with each thrust, front and back. "The two humans… how are they doing?" the demon asked him, while pushing.
Levian had brought his hands to the fillian's nipples and was teasing them with his skilled fingers. The creature with blue hair couldn't help but stifle a cry of pleasure. "Normal, nothing unusual, master," the orgasm was near. Noxfor's powerful thrusts forced him to follow the same rhythm. Pillas threw her head back and closed her eyes. Noxfor continued until he found his absolute personal pleasure. Finally, Levian remained to continue the rhythmic movement inside her. When Orf also announced himself, outside the door, the demon detached from Pillas, leaving her in Levian's arms.
"Possess her once more," he ordered the last one.
Orf entered without speaking, left his iron mace beside the architrave of the room, and removed his cloak.
Pillas had her forehead resting on Levian's chest, who had stopped moving inside her. "Master, the fillian seems exhausted," said the cheetah-general.
Noxfor snapped his fingers. Pillas was hit by a regenerative wave. "Now she is not anymore, proceed, immediately."
"Here I am, master," Orf was quite endowed, gestured to Levian to switch positions. When the fillian touched the ground with her bare feet, the earth general lifted one of her legs and she clung to his sturdy shoulders. The erect member made its way with difficulty; it was tight and the inner wall seemed irritated by that abrupt and massive presence. It was the first time she knew Orf under that aspect, the other fillians were much more experienced, Pillas had been created recently. She moaned and closed her eyes. When she fully accommodated Orf, her legs vibrated. Levian entered behind her, more gently.
"Turn her towards me, let her be completely exposed to my eyes," said Noxfor, and the two generals did as he ordered.
Sex, physical and mental dominance over the fillians and his other creatures, granted him that sense of power that managed to make him forget his anger, for a while.
The generals and Pillas continued until the demon was satisfied, and only then did he dismiss them.
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Nerea flew like a splinter towards a small house immersed in vegetation. It was the sorceress's home and had a cylindrical shape with a cone as a roof. "Sorceress Mirla!"
The sorceress immediately came out, alarmed. "What the hell is happening?"
"You have to help them!" the insect buzzed around her frantically.
"Calm down!" the sorceress told her then to enter the house. "Who do I have to help?" her apprentice wasn't there, and the fillian could speak freely.
"The two humans."
The sorceress widened her eyes. "What is coming out of your mouth, fool!" she ran to close the window as well. "Never repeat anything like that again! Especially in my presence!"
"Please…" Nerea transformed into her human form. "After escaping from the prison, they won't know what to do and where to go! Please!"
"Madness!" Mirla raised her arms exasperated. "Why the hell did you come to me with this nonsense! Who do you take me for?! I don't perform miracles!"
Nerea narrowed her eyes. "What is a miracle?"
"What these humans need to get out of this world alive!"
"Mirla, you are the only one who…" she didn't know how to say it. "Who has the broadest mind of all of us, even the master." For the first time, Nerea wasn't afraid to say what she thought.
"Do you realize what you are asking me? Do you know what it means to contravene his orders? Acting behind his back?!" the sorceress huffed, more annoyed than ever and regretting having said a few words too many to the fillian, a short time before. Nerea was awakening too quickly and without caution.
"We will be careful; can I bring them here to hide them?"
Mirla cursed. She began to pace nervously and Nerea followed her, waiting for an answer.
"Who sent you to me?! Damn it!" exclaimed the sorceress, exasperated. Nerea smiled, she had the impression that some force more powerful than Noxfor had intervened to favor the two humans. Events were aligning that could help her do the right thing. Nerea widened her deep eyes. The right thing… It was the first time, in her eternity, that such a thought appeared in her mind: to do the right thing.