09/15/2025  The Birth of Merikh Caixia La Mara The birth of Merikh Caixia La MaraFirstborn Daughter of Empress Satori La Mara & Chaotic King Chaos La Mara. Finally, the day had come when the firstborn child of Satori would be born. After many failed pregnancies in the past, this moment was beyond exceptional for the Empress. She would finally add a new title to her name, Mother. The pregnancy had gone smoothly, unless you asked her husband Chaos, who often said she was pissy and addicted to cookies the entire time, but what did he know? He was not the one carrying the child, as Satori often reminded him.  Contractions had already started, leaving Satori in a state of annoyance and pain. Pain as typically no issue for the demon, but with just exactly what her child was, it was a little too much. Carrying an eldritch demon demi-goddess was not for the weak, and apparently neither was giving birth to one. The moment she had gone into labor, Satori had informed her mother, Vandella, her grandfather Satan, her husband Chaos, and her sister Emmeline. She wanted her sister to be there, to help her keep a clean mind during the birth; however, anything but that was happening. Satori laid in bed, naked to all as she cursed. Her hands rubbed along her swollen stomach as she tried to soothe the childe within her. “Mommy would appreciate it if you were just a bit more gentle.” She hissed out as she felt a kick from within her. “Fine! No behaving!” She cried out as another contraction coursed through her body. Maids and servants rushed in and out of the room, carrying various items that would be needed to help keep Satori as happy as possible, including chocolates or cookies.  “Where is Chaos?!” She barked, a bit irritated that her husband hadn’t arrived back from his club. Her eyes gazed over to her sister, Emmeline. “If he misses the birth of his daughter, I will beat his ass.” Emme laughed, shaking her head. “He is on his way, I promise. Just focus on breathing.” Satori rolled her eyes. She had sent Chaos to let out some of his nerves in his club, she didn’t need him stressing over her, but as time drew near, she needed him now more than ever. As the contractions became more intense, coming quicker in time, Satori knew the time was coming. The sky rumbled as it darkened, thunder and lightning clashed within the sky. The moment the first one hit home, Chaos burst through the door with a grin on his face. “There’s my little cookie monster!” He gave a slight smirk as he made his place by Satori’s side. He lowered his face to her stomach, speaking to their child. “Good job beating Satori up, someone’s needed to.” His words earned a deathly glare from the Empress as she let out a cry of pain.  “It’s almost time, Empress.” One of Satori’s handmaidens cooed softly from the edge of the bed, between Satori’s legs. “Oh fuck.” She let out a deep breath. One of her hands grasped Chaos’s, and the other grasped Emmeline’s. Her bed was surrounded by her servants and maids, all of them fussing over random stuff. “Time to start pushing!” Her handmaid cried out excitedly.  Giving a little nod, Satori gripped the hands tightly as she started to push, letting out a guttural scream in the process. She gasped as she stopped, falling back on the bed to rest for a moment. “You’re doing great, my little minx.” Chaos spoke softly, leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. “Shut up.” Satori murmured as she got ready to push again. Once again, she screamed out in pain as she tried as hard as she could. Any control she had was lost as her inky tentacles shot out from behind her, wrapping around some of her workers' heads and popping them like they were balloons. Blood covered the room, spraying everyone in the crimson liquid as bodies fell to the floor with a thud. Not a single person paid mind to it as Emmeline spoke into her ear. “Keep pushing, Satori. She is almost here!” Satori growled out, her eyes now pitch black. “I am fucking pushing!” She leaned back and took another breath before preparing herself again and starting pushing for the last time. “I see the head!” Her handmaid exclaimed. After a few more moments, a cry could be heard as Satori’s daughter slid out of her and took her first breath into the world. Satori let out a sob as she fell back onto the bed, gasping for air. She could hear Emmeline's sweet words of how proud she was, and her hazy eyes watched as Chaos cut the umbilical cord and wrapped their precious daughter in a blanket. Satori cradled her daughter in her arms. “Merikh Caixia La Mara.” She whispered sweetly, as the little bundle peered up at her mother, eyes as black as the night. “I fear we might have trouble on our hands.” She let out a shaky laugh, sensing the dark power that her tiny babe held. 01: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

08/28/2025  Connections Family Parents: Vandella & Rhomus La Mara Direct Siblings: Silas La Mara (Twin) Notable Siblings: Exiled King Chaos.  King Zavier La Mara. Queen Devika La Mara.  Prince Rory Dante La Mara. Prince Marcus La Mara. Empress Emmeline  Children: Princess Merikh Caixia La Mara (Daughter with King Chaos) Relationships Husbands: Exiled King Chaos Emperor Solomon Wives: None. Lovers: Prince Silas La Mara. 11: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

08/16/2025  Ballad of Pain: Satori vs Chaos Ballad of Pain A collaboration story between Chaos and Satori La Mara. TW: This story depicts acts that may be seen as gruesome or disturbing. Please take caution while reading. All acts were agreed upon and allowed by the parties involved. Chaos had only been back for a few weeks, and he found himself in a relationship with a woman he never thought he would be drawn to, but he was. An innocent-looking woman on the outside, but she held a dark secret beneath her soft skin. But he was missing something still, even with the sex—his old club, the Fight Pits, an underground fighting club that catered to the Kingdom exclusively. Chaos had the grand idea of bringing the club back from the ashes. His one creation. So in the late hours he would begin building his club. Dressed in what his mother would call the helps rags, a simple black tank top and a pair of loose fitting jeans with stains of past fights along the knees, and a pair of black boots. Chaos could easily have this built by slaves or use magic to have it done with no effort. However Chaos was a King who liked to get dirty and take care of his own things. A trait that was respected and seemed to get to some of the others. While carrying a spool of chain link that would be used to wrap around this outside cage fight that was similar to an MMA fighting ring, the demonic king felt a change in the air. Dropping the spool on the ground his eyes glance towards the endless darkness that was the Field that was empty between the main buildings of the kingdom and the far southern walls. He saw Satori walking towards him, her pale skin shrouded by a liquid fog that seemed to engulf her. The tiny woman dressed in a tight fitted white tank top that hugged her breasts like a second skin, and a pair of faded pink shorts that hugged her hips. At first glance Chaos felt like she was out to see him, maybe wanted to go another roll in the bed but as she drew closer the darkness that seemed to flow from her cold dark stare became more evident this was not his little sex minx who he was inside just hours ago. Something shifted inside of Satori. The once usually bubbly, high energy princess was nowhere to be found. Inside a darkness had come out, one that had never seen the light of day. Every cell in her body was engulfed in the ancient being that resided inside of her, that whispered into her mind to seek pain. To seek blood. To kill. It was all consuming. It wanted to be fed, and no was not an option. Blank eyes stared ahead at the man ahead, almost like she couldn't recognize the person he was. Her lover was gone, and all she saw was a piece of meat that she wanted to beat down.  The inky fog that surrounded her whispered the words into her mind. Kill. Kill. Kill. Her head twitched to the side, giving her an almost possessed, eery look. Her bare feet dug into the dirt as she took a step, and then another closing the distance between the two. The fog around her moved, thrashing like a rabid dog trying to pull her closer to Chaos. "I'm going to peel the skin off of your body, pick the meat off of your bones and pleasure myself with your skeleton." Chaos smirked as the being wearing his lover's body walked closer. His sly smirk grew as her words left her lips. Chaos crossed his arms as he stepped over the spool on the ground. Chaos could tell something was off with his lover. "Satori, is it that time of the month?" He asked with his typical assholish tone. His dark eyes watching her as his fists clenched into fists as he felt the darkness from her reaching out at him like small tentacles made of an oily substance. Chaos stepped back as he watched his lover. "The fuck are you?" Chaos questioned as he glared into her  black emotionless eyes. "I'm the last thing you'll see while the last drop of life bleeds out of you." Her voice was soft, haunting, with an odd distortion like a chorus spoke with her. As he stepped back, an inky tendril shot out, wrapping around his throat to bring him closer as her tongue slid out. Long, and black split at the tip, it flickered before dragging along the side of his face tasting the salt of his sweat. "It's a pity you taste so good." The words she spoke were the last as the remaining light left her eyes, leaving them in a void of black. Her head came down against his hard, bashing her forehead against his as the delicious pain exploded in her temple and the tendril threw him to the side. The crushing pain from the headbutt caught Chaos off guard. His vision blurred and his head felt like hell after the oily tendril tossed him to the side. He collapsed onto some of the stacked metal poles that were stored for the cage construction. Chaos stood up touching the small gash on his forehead feeling the warm blood leaking out as it dropped down his face. The demon chuckled as he wiped his hand up and over his forehead smearing the blood through his hair. The look in his eyes changed as a more crazed and primal stare replaced the cocky stare. Chaos let out a growl as he used his powers to appear next to his out of control lover. His fist swung unapologetically to her stomach while his second aimed for the oily substance on her back. After he hit her with punches he began to chuckle as he wiped his bloody face again smearing the blood. "Fucking little bitch." He growled. As chaos looked at his bloody hand as his body became tense as something within him began to stir behind his wild gaze. The demon began to circle around her as he ripped his tank top off, tossing it to the ground. "I don't fucking know what you are but I'll fucking beat you out of my woman." Chaos growled, stopping back in front of her cracking his knuckles as he made two fists. The ancient one inside of Satori's body fed off the pain delivered from the blows the demon inflicted on Satori's body, but her body was affected. The first punch made her hunch over and she gasped for air, right as the second landed square on her back, staggering her down to one knee. Her body throbbed in pain for a few seconds before she raised off of her knee.. Her eyes stalked his movements like he was prey. "She's ours, not yours." She hissed out, talking as if it were someone else. This was what she… no… they needed. Her body trembled as the aura around her grew slightly and three long inky tentacles exploded from her back. Her body surged using the tentacles as leverage as she lunged into him, tackling him down into the dirt. Her fists came down in a fury on his face, her knuckles exploded in pain with each hit. "You're unworthy of us. Disgusting, vile, creature." Blood seeped from Satori's knuckles, coating her lover's face in the sheen of red with each punch. Chaos landed back with a thud, his body sliding into the pile of steel pipes. Before he could get up the tiny possessed Satori had knelt down and began hitting his face over and over in her merciless assault of his face. Blood flying all over from her hits. The demon reached back, gripping one of the steel pipes before swinging it full swing at her body. Sending her flying into the field. As Chaos got to his feet he rubbed his head, blooding his palms before spitting on the ground. "Bitch stay down before I really hurt ya. Might be fucking but I'll fuck ya up." Chaos rolled his neck cracking it as he walked towards the mangled body of Satori laying in the grass. As he reached her body he began kicking her in her ribs each one sending her rolling a few feet. After one last kick flipping her over onto her back chaos dropped his boot down onto her chest pushing down his weight into her chest as he pinned her down.  A sickening crack mixed with the metallic twinge of the pipes impacted onto her ribs as her body flew back. Blood spurted from her mouth as she landed on the ground, her twisted body heaving for air. The outer worldly rage in her built, vibrating from each of her cells as she curled up in pain and shock. "I'll fucking kill you." She wheezed the words out after each kick he gave. The pressure from his boot on her chest made her thrash around underneath, her tentacles flying around wildly, before wrapping around his leg and slamming him onto the ground, while the others raised her up while her hand clutched her side. She looked down at him, gathering the spilling blood in her mouth and mixed it with her spit before she spit it down directly on his face. Her eyes flickered around the space quickly before the tendrils that weren't holding him down shot out grabbing the various random tools that laid about. She grabbed a set of flathead screwdrivers and twirled them in her fingers as she leaned over him. A twisted smile spread across her face. "I'm going to enjoy hurting you, pretty boy." She twirled the screwdrivers once more before she stabbed one into each of his hands as if she were nailing him to the ground. A delighted shiver ran through her body as she watched the blood pool into his palms from the wounds. The metallic smell hit her nose and she purred happily. The next tool her tentacle delivered was a sledge hammer. She grabbed it in both hands and rested the head against his chest. "I wonder how easily you break, Chaos." The voices said his name was laced with poison. She heaved the hammer up, raising it over her head, before she slammed it down right on his sternum, enjoying the sound it made against his body.  Chaos hit the ground before he could react. She had him pinned down with two screwdrivers impaling his hands into the hard dirt. He let out a yell mixed with a primal growl. Blood leaking from his mouth. "You fucking cunt you think you can break me? Little shit you don't have the balls." He said glaring up at her as she had the hammer raised above her head. As she slammed the sledgehammer down on his sternum the hammer's head crushed down splintering bones pulverizing the bones. Bloody sprayed up from his chest wound and out his mouth. Chaos ripped his hands up out the ground pulling the screwdrivers out painfully letting out a breathless groan. Seeing Satori's gaze as she readied the sledgehammer again Chaos kicked at both her shins. Causing her to lose balance and stumble to the side. The demon pulled himself up and snatched the hammer away from her. Glaring before throwing the hammer to the side. " You..." Blood poured out with his words as he choked and gagged on globs of chunky blood. Chaos grabbed her by her tank top and yanked her forward into a massive headbutt his own blood smeared her pretty face. As he looked at her he spit blood onto her chest and smirked through the pain before headbutting her again while letting her tank top go causing her to stumble back from him as he steadied himself still off balance as blood leaked from his head chest and mouth. As he glared at Satori he held up a middle finger at her while staring her down in defiance. Satori had little time to regain her balance from his kicks before she felt him grab her, a throbbing pain exploded in her head, causing her vision to blur. A cry of pain left her as she could feel her skin split from the impact, warm blood oozing down her face that mixed with his. She blinked away the stars in her head just as he spit on her chest and she hissed trying to escape his grasp, her hands flailing wildly at him until the next headbutt hit straight against her nose. A crack echoed in her head and she could feel the bridge of her nose angling in a crooked, unnatural manner. "You piece of shit!" She screamed as she stumbled back, her hand covering her nose and blood poured from it. Her tentacles moved around her, enraged as he gave up his childish display. She took her hand and snapped her nose back as normally as she could. Satori wasted no more time as she rushed towards him, giving him a quick kick in the gut, using the way his body heaved down a bit to jump on him. Her legs twisted around him, and her body twirled around him until she was facing him, her legs wrapped around his neck and she clasped her hands together bringing them down over and over on the top of his head. Her thighs squeezed tightly around his neck as her tentacles wrapped around his body, trying to constrict around him. A single tentacle darted out grabbing another tool, a power drill. It clicked the power on and whipped back, bringing it level to his ear and it rammed the spiraling bit into his eardrum as she continued her relentless assault. Chaos was starting to heal his chest as Satori rushed up to him with her spider monkey style. Her body spun and twirled around his neck as she sat up along his shoulders as her thighs squeezed his head and throat. As he dropped to one knee while she grabbed the drill his eyes flashed a dark crimson. As she shoved the dill into his ear everything went silent as he lost his hearing. While his hearing adjusted to hearing only from one ear his body lifted up as his hands gripped the drill and pulled it out just enough to turn it and push the bloody drill bit towards Satori's chest before shoving the bloody drill bit into her left breasts the drill tore through the thin fabric as it twisted into the soft flesh of her breast. As he shoved it into her harder her tendrils loosen their grip and Chaos was able to lift his arms up and peel her up from around his neck holding her by her hips and slammed her down onto the pile of plywood breaking it into pieces. Chaos rubbed his ear trying to hear something. The demon growled as he spit on Satori's chin. A mix of blood and spit that gathered. Chaos lifted the sledgehammer from before he lifted it with one hand he looked down at his lover's contorted body. "Fucking cunt." Chaos slammed the hammer down into her knee hearing the bones crack and splinter like the plywood she already crashed through earlier. He stared down at her shattered knee with a devilish smirk. "Awww does it hurt baby? Come on baby, don't wuss out now. Don't tell me I've been fucking a fragile little cunt." A wild growl left her throat as her tentacles tried to fight against his grasp on it, failing as the drill started to pierce into the supple flesh of her breast. A scream of pain bubbled from her lips as it went in deeper, forcing a deeper hole. Her grip on him loosened, just for him to body slam her into the wooden pallets. The wood cracked underneath the impact, and pieces of wood and splinters implanted themselves into her skin. She had no time to register as he picked up the sledgehammer and slammed it onto her leg. Throbbing, sharp pain erupted through her leg as she could feel her bones crackling under the impact. Her body lurched to the side, her hands trembling as she screamed and grabbed her leg. Black tears streamed from her eyes, her body trembling and panting for air as she tried to work through the shock. Her leg was indented at a weird angle, part of her bone protruding from her flesh. The tentacles slithered, wrapping around her leg, trying to set the pieces of her bones in place to try and start the healing process for it. His words burrowed deep within her skin, irritating her. Her hands reached behind her, grasping a piece of the broken wood and she snapped it into two long pieces in her hands. "I'll show you a cunt." Her tongue slipped out, licking the blood that coated her face. Her remaining tentacles shot out again, grabbing his legs and bringing him back down to the ground. She powered through the pain in her leg as she slowly stood up, wobbling as she closed the small gap and fell down on top of him. Her bad leg adjusted itself to the side in a semi comfortable position as the other straddled him. She brought the pieces of wood down and stabbed them both into either side of his abdomen, so the two protruded out of his body. She quickly pulled them out of his body, and replaced them with her tentacles. They slithered into the two holes, and started thrusting in and out, fucking his wounds. "Yeah? Do you like that? Whose the little cunt now." Chaos wasn't ready for her tendrils again as they brought him down and was set stop of him her hands shoving the wood into his sides as he let out a pain stricken growl before she shoved her tendrils into his wounds spreading the skin open more as they pushed in shoveling the meat and ripping the skin around the wound as it buried into him. Chaos let out a primal laced yell as he glared up at her. "Still hit like a bitch." He growled through the pain as he reached up and gripped her throat he squeezed it tightly as he pulled her down to his face as he stared into her eyes with a pain teased smile. "You’re still the fucking cunt. " Chaos reached with his free hand grabbing on to a smaller hammer. As he swung it he aimed for his lover's head wanting her off of him now. As the hammer connected with her cheek Chaos rolled with her and the hit..as he looked down at her blood still dripping as his hands he fought with the two tendrils slowly peeling them out as blood sprayed from the stretched wounds. As he pulled both out dripping with blood and her own oily discharge he crossed them across her neck as he shoved them hard into the ground choking her with her own tendrils as he leaned over her. "You like these so damn much, let me give them back to ya." Chaos glared down at her as he watched her eyes. His shorts seem to hide an aroused manhood under them. The violence and acts of delivering pain has caused his body to react in such a way as he pulled on her tendrils more tightening them across her throat chasing her skin to turn red from the force and rubbing. The look on Satori's face was that of pure pleasure and delight as her tentacles fucked his wounds, almost as if she were getting off on it. When his grasp met her throat, it earned a throaty moan that quickly turned into a piercing scream as the hammer connected with her face. She could feel the teeth being knocked loose from her gums, and a cracking in her jaw. Blood sprayed from her mouth, her teeth following. A crazed laugh escaped her as she coughed, sputtering the blood all over his face. "You... hit... like... a.... mortal..." Her pained laughs continued as her tentacles found back against his grasp as he wrapped them around her throat and started to suffocate her with them. Her body thrashed around underneath him, her hips pushing up against him trying to buck him off. The tentacles that weren't in his grasp wrapped around his throat, coiling and constricting his airflow. Her laughs had turned into gasps for air at this point, her body thrashing wildly. She used the tentacles around his throat to drag him off of her body, keeping around his throat. She screamed out in pain as her tentacles in his grasp ripped from her body, loosening the strangulation around her throat. They wriggled wildly in his grasp before they fell limp. Blood soaked the ground underneath them, mixed with the oily substance that coated her tentacles. "I'm... done.... playing... with.... you." She spat out as she scrambled up to her feet. She was a vision of ruin. Her leg was twisted gruesomely, her bone still sticking out. Her jaw was slacked to the side in a broken manner. Her tank top was ripped open, her breasts a mangled mess covered in a weird blood, dirt and oil substance. Her hair was a mess, dirt and tangles matted it. Her once pretty face was ruined from the broken nose and the split flesh across her forehead. Purple and black bruises adorned her body. Her tentacles lifted him up a few feet in the air as she hobbled towards the spool of chain-link. She spread it out across the ground and brought him over to it, before she slammed him face down into the chain-link over and over, watching as the blood spurted from his face. "Give... up..." She rasped as her weakened body fell down to her knees, yet her tentacles didn't give up on slamming him repeatedly. The chain link ripped at his face skin as each hit seemed to tear more and more as blood leaked out of Chaos' face. He was close to losing that fighting edge but before his eyes closed, his arms stopped him from crashing down. Glaring at the monster before him before lifting his fist not caring about hurting her at this point he was in the violence dancing to its brutal tune. As he spit at her feet he leaned in and delivered a cheap shot to her face before falling face first onto the chain link his body laid still as blood leaked from the cuts and sounds as each slowly healed leaving behind dried blood and aches from the fight. His body healed slowly as he laid there not moving as the cuts healed first before more serious areas. The punch across Satori’s face sent her falling to her back. She laid there in a twisted slump, coughing and wheezing as the tentacles slowly withdrew, slithering back inside of her body. The aura that had surrounded her slowly disappeared, and her eyes turned back to their normal. A soft strained whimper left Satori's lips as she slowly returned to her normal self. She winched and cried out, as she tried to move her body, unable to. Her healing had started, and the Ancient being inside of her had worked hard to return its vessel to normal... but slowly. Glassy eyes gazed around and she spotted the collapsed body of her lover a few feet away. "C-Chaos..." She rasped as she slowly flipped her damaged body around, and dug her nails into the dirt, dragging her body towards him. "W-What happened?" Her words were messed up from her dislocated jaw and missing teeth. Satori felt like she had been hit by a train. Every inch of her body was in miserable pain. Chaos was awake and aware as he laid there healing his powers had not fully awakened from his exile from the kingdom. His connection still weak. As she moved closer he rolled on to his back as bloody bits spilled down onto the fencing. "Your inner kinky side came out to play." Chaos smirked as he chuckled and felt the pain and coughed on his laughter. His eyes looked over at her and he rolled his eyes a little bit. "Guess you skipped the part of telling me about your little other half huh Satori. Lucky for you I like a little violent foreplay." He smirked, reaching his hand out to her coated in dried blood and dirt. His eyes closed as he focused on his healing. He knew she had something but not something so dark and powerful within her. He liked it. Someone to hold their own with him both in the bedroom and in a fight? A fucking match made in....well not heaven that for sure. 05: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

08/11/2025  Becoming Darkness Written 6/14/23 “And where are you going, dear sister?” Silas asked from the messy bed where he lay on the bed. He was disheveled, and red, with smeared lipstick all over his face and body. He was only wearing the blanket, draped across his lower half. Satori gave him a smirk as she climbed out of the bed, completely naked. “Off to my studies, as always. Knowledge is power. I plan to learn everything I can about our future realm before we take it back.” She twirled, giving a small giggle as she headed towards her closet. “Just because you overtake a realm, doesn’t mean you automatically know how to rule.” She quickly rummaged through her closet, before finding her attire and slipping it on. “And do you plan on ruling your looks?” “Actually, I think that’s what you plan on doing, Silas. That or fucking the entire realm to win yourself over.” She shot him a look before she slipped on her heels. Silas said nothing but let out a laugh. “I’ll be back to warm you bed later.” Satori smiled sweetly, before she disappeared leaving Silas to himself. X x x Satori had hidden the truth of her real studies under the lie of learning to rule a kingdom. Instead, she had met a Demonic Priestess, who happened to dabble in Demonic Arts. Of course, Satori already knew some. She was a demon, Succubus to be exact, however, and like most demons they had some magic under their belt. Some more than others, the higher class, and the ones with the purest blood, and thanks to her bloodline being directly connected to the Lord Satan’s, she had even more access to the magic in her blood. She had wished to learn more, to expand her powers. The Priestess, whom still hadn’t shared her name with Satori yet, was reluctant at first. Even with Satori’s claims of being a princess and being the granddaughter of Satan. The Priestess had claimed it was all just titles, and such titles didn’t have effect on her. And now here, Satori stood looking at the various books, and jars resting in the little hidden cave behind a inferno of hellfire. She studied one of the jars. A black wisp-like thing floating one in one of the jars. She could almost hear it call to her. Her finger touched the glass, and the moment she did the priest gave a small tsk, “Don’t touch Satori. Do I have to tell you every time?” “Apologies. I can’t help but be curious.” Satori forced herself to drag her eyes from the jar, and she sat in the middle of a circle with satanic runes drawn on it. Her legs crossed each other, and her hands rested palms up. “Remember what we have practiced.” The priestess ordered, and the candles went out, the room entirely pitch black, minus the red burning candles on each of the runes surrounding her. Satori gave a small nod and let out a slow breath. “Tene hoc sanguinem terrae te digue perdant.” She whispered softly, then once again, her voice slowly getting louder. “Tene hoc sanguinem terrae te digue perdant!” “Good, good. Keep going Satori.” The priestess whispered. “Carne teneantur tenere tenebrasque. Palatium, carcere!” Satori’s eyes opened; pure blackness filled them. A depthless void. The air around them shifted, wind seemingly appeared out of nowhere. It stirred the random papers, and the hair on the Priestess and Satori. The runes surrounding her started to glow, softly at first and then brighter the more she chanted. The wind picked up even more, harsher now. Satori’s hair whipped around her, paper scattered, the flickers of the candles could no longer be seen as they had been blown out. She was only illuminated by the glowing runes. “Satori, that is enough for today.” Satori could not hear her. For her, it was silent, except for a small voice calling to her, forcing her to continue her chanting. A harsh gasp escaped her throat as she continued. Books flew off their shelves and the tables and counters rattled as if an earthquake were happening. Things fell out of their places, shattering on the ground. “Satori Amida!” The Priestess commanded louder, dashing over to the princess. She placed a hand on Satori’s forehead and began chanting her own words. Yet Satori’s overpowered her own. Black blood dripped from her eyes and trickled down her nose. The priestess continued to chant, until she was screaming. The rune circle glowed brightly until it erupted into hellfire, and then it went out. Satori fell back, collapsing onto the ground. Everything was still now. Panting the priestess cursed under her breath as everyone illuminated back to normal. Everything was disheveled, and a mess. Books had been thrown across the room, random glass had shattered. The priestess’s focus wasn’t on that now. She was focused on Satori. Grabbing a napkin, she dabbled away at the blood on Satori’s nose and eyes. Suddenly, Satori shot up, her eyes still black as her hand wrapped around the Priestess’s throat, squeezing, starting to crush her windpipe. The priestess gasped, wide eyed at Satori, clawing at her arm. Just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Satori’s eyes went to normal, and she looked at the Priestess in shock until she let go of her throat. “What…” She looked confused. It took a moment, for the priestess to regain herself, and she swallowed. ‘It is fine, Satori… we did too much too fast. You are fine. It’s fine.” She gave a strained smile. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t…” Satori looked wide eyed. “It is fine. Go home, Satori. I will clean up here.” Satori nodded and quickly got up; her eyes surveyed the room before she took quick steps to make her way out. Her foot stepped on crushed glass, and she looked down at it. There shattered to pieces was the jar that had contained the black wisp, the wisp itself, nowhere to be found. Satori took shot a quick glance at the priestess, wanting to say something but she didn’t, she quickly left the Priestess to clean the mess Satori had made. Xxx “I didn’t realize learning to rule a kingdom required you to look as if you tumbled with another demon.” Silas smirked at Satori as she walked back into their chambers. Satori shot him a dirty look, before she made her way to the bathroom. Stopping in front of the mirror, she looked at herself. Her hair was disarrayed, blood still smeared on her face. Dark circles under her eyes. Right between her collarbones, a small black smear laid. Her fingers slowly came to touch it, trying to rub it away, yet it didn’t move nor smear. She rubbed at it faster, yet it still didn’t budge. Slowly her eyes traveled back to the mirror, meeting her own, yet her reflection smiled back at her. Dark, cruel, and sadistic. “You’re mine now, princess.” Her reflection spoke to her, before it disappeared, and she was left, wide eyes and worried. Whatever had been in that jar, hadn’t been a wisp, but a soul. It had claimed her body during the mess that had happened with the Priestess; it wanted Satori’s body as it’s own. ~Little did Satori know, the soul had belonged to a crazed demoness, who got off on the pain of others, and itself. A killer that killed it’s own kind, and others, that had wanted free – and it had found it’s escape through the Princess.~ 02: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

08/11/2025  Pain Equals Pleasure. Written 07/30/23 The smell of sex filled the air. Sweat, cum, even a bit of blood mingled with the various sounds coming from the rooms sprawled underneath of the Nightclub. Naked bodies wandered the halls, dripping with lust and desire. Satori took a long, deep drag of the blunt she had nestled between her fingers, before she put out the bud, and stashed it for later. Sliding off the couch, she sashayed down one of the halls. Her hips swayed back and forth, and she could feel the hungry eyes eat her up as she walked towards one of the rooms and opened the door. She leaned against the door frame. Inside, a man stood, cleaning the various toys and objects that were within the room. He was a tall, tanned man. Body built by the gods, covered in various tattoos that hid the scars on his body. Deep chocolate hair that covered the gruesome scar than slashes across his left eye. One vivid blue, and one deep black. Those strikingly odd features only made him more attractive. “Are you going to stand there and stare, or are you going to come in?” The males voice rumbled out, flat with no hint of emotion behind it. “Oh, I could stare at you all day, Lanthys, I’ll count each and every one of your scars while I’m at it.” She taunted. When Satori had first met Lanthys she had asked him about all his scars and what they were from, but he was silent about them. Every time she met him after, he still refused to answer. “Your fascination with scars never ceases to amaze me, Satori.” Lanthys grumbled, as he turned around. His eyes roamed Satori, before giving her a small smirk, his eyes filled with darkness. “Here for the usual?” Satori swallowed a bit, before finally nodding and walking her way to the black table in the center of the room. Metal handcuffs, ankle cuffs, and a long thick chain connected to it. Slowly, she crawled onto the table, and laid back. Her raven black hair pooled around her hair like a dark halo, and she kept her eyes on the ceiling as the male walked over and guided her hands and ankles into the cuffs, taking the time to let his fingers roam and linger on her milky skin. “Such a shame… I hate ruining such perfect skin.” He murmured softly. Satori gave a small laugh, rolling her eyes. “And yet, that hasn’t stopped you before… besides, I heal rather quickly.” She turned her head, licking her lips softly as she eyed him. “It’s still a shame.” He replied, before tugging on her arms and legs, making sure she was secure. “You ready?” Satori gave a small nod. Was she ready? No. She never was. But this was the only thing that kept the demons in her head at bay. Pain. That darker demon inside of her clawed at its cages. It fed off fear, off pain, even if it was her own, and turned it into pleasure. Luckily for her, Lanthys was a bit of a sadist, and he got off on inflicting pain on others, and liked it even more when they begged for it. Walking over to another smaller table, Lanthys grabbed a small leather whip. He rolled the handle around in his hands, warming it up as he slowly walked back towards the table where Satori laid. “Let the pain bring you to a new height of ecstasy, Princess.” His voice was deeper, darker, as he put on the sadistic mask that he always used when they were together. He dangled the whip gently above her thigh, letting it tickle her soft skin as she squirmed on the table, anticipating what was to come. Yet, it didn’t. He continued to gently run it along her leg, over and over, until finally a sharp thwack rang out, and a burst of heated stinging pain spread on her thigh. Satori sucked in a sharp breath and hissed, followed by a little whimper. “Fuck!” Once again, another thwack, followed by another over and over, until Satori was crying out with each one. She trembled on the table, tugging at the handcuffs as she looked down at her legs. Long red welts, some bleeding, covered her legs. Satori might have been a demon, but the toys Lanthys used on her were made for her kind. She wouldn’t heal as quickly as she would if they were normal toys. “P-Please, Lanth… more.” She gasped out, her seemingly innocent eyes pleaded at him. Her heated arousal had spread from her core throughout her body. The hardened sensitive peaks of her breasts poked against the fabric of her micro bra. The fabric rubbed against them as she squirmed, only adding to the arousal. Juices leaked from between her folds, slowly soaking her panties. Lanthys nose flared, his eyes even more heated as he looked at his handywork on her thighs. No doubt he could smell her arousal and hearing her begging only added to that. Turning around, he set the whip back on the table, and grabbed two things. In one hand he had a black Hitachi Wand, and in the other some duct tape. Walking back over to Satori, he set them down next to her leg, and slid one of his fingers underneath the string of her thong and ripped it off of her. Satori let out a little whimper and watched as he brought her soaked panties up to his face, burying his nose in the fabric and inhaling her sweet musk. The sight alone was enough to make Satori blush wildly. “Mmph…” He kept his nose buried in her panties for a few more moments before he stuffed them in his pockets. He wasted no time, spreading her legs wide open, making her hiss as his fingers dug in the welts, he had left on her. “Hold them there, baby.” He ordered. His hand traveled to her glistening, smooth cunt, and using two fingers he spread her lips open as he placed the wand against her clit. Using his free hand, he grabbed the duct tape and put the end between his teeth, pulling a piece off before taping the wand to her cunt, the ends of the tape sticking to her skin. He didn’t turn it on yet. Instead, he tossed the tape to the side, and walked back over to the table and grabbed a ball gag. Satori watched him as he walked back over and gave her a wicked little smile. “Open your mouth, babydoll.” He said too sweet, and she did as he asked. She opened her mouth wide, just ask he asked. Gathering the spit in his mouth, he spit it into her own, watching it drip from his lips onto her tongue, before he lowered the gag into her mouth, and clasped it back behind her head. “So much better. Seeing you drool, and hearing your screams will be so much better this way.” Satori struggled against her restraints, whining as she seethed through the gag. Her tongue pressed up against it, coating it in her spit. After a few moments, Lanthys came back with a six-inch knife, twirling it around in his hand. He smirked as he saw the look on Satori’s face. “Shh, you’ll enjoy it. I promise.” He grinned as he stood next to her. Reaching between her legs, he turned on the wand to the second highest setting, which made Satori give out a screech in pleasure. Her head knocked back against the table and her back arched up. The endless, intense vibrations traveled from her clit up into her core, making her whole body shake along with it. Her toes curled from the pleasure that surged through her body. She was too lost in the pleasure too notice the knife making its way to the flesh of her stomach until she felt the first cut on her abdomen. “Mmm!” She gave a shocked whimper, eyes wide as she looked at Lanthys. He only grinned as he pressed the knife deeper into her skin, and ever so slowly moved it up a few inches, then removed it, and did the same on the other side. Satori’s eyes squeezed shut and she let out quick gasps of pain mixed with moans of pleasure. Her body was shaking endlessly on the table. Her mind was clouded from the pain and pleasure. His knife traveled more, all along her stomach. Blood poured from each of the cuts, pooling at the base of her stomach, and then dribbling down onto the table and between her thighs. His knife moved higher, towards her breasts. Lanthys pressed the tip of the blade on her right nipple, pushing into the sensitive bud until Satori cried out. Her eyes went wide again looking down as a few small beads of blood peeked from her bra. He moved the knife to her left nipple and repeated the process. The pain was beautifully delicious. Two different sensations ran through her body, as she got closer and closer to her climax. Lanthys could see how much she squirmed on the messy table. Her once milky white skin now stained red with sin. Satori looked at him with begging eyes, and she wiggled more on the table. “Do you want to cum for me?” She nodded vigorously. Moving down to the lower half of her body, he flipped the knife in his hand. Now holding the blade of the knife, he gripped it roughly, letting it cut deep into his hand, as blood dribbled down his wrist. Guiding the handle towards her dripping entrance, he didn’t give a warning before he shoved the handle into her entrance and began to thrust it in and out of her, as his other handheld one of her legs wide open. Satori gasped and let out a sweet song of moans as she trembled on the table. His thrusts quickened as the handle of the knife hit deeper inside of her, making her arch her back once again, and her hips bucked a few times. Her orgasm was quickly coming, and then it came, without a warning. She let out a pleasured scream as her sweet juices squirted out of her, coating Lanthys’s hand and the table beneath her.  Yet, Lanthy’s didn’t stop thrusting into her, egging her orgasm on and on, until Satori was breathless, and spasming from the pleasure on the table. Slowly he pulled the knife away, and pulled it out of his hand, giving a small grunt at the pain from the wound on his hand. He turned off the wand and ripped it off her with the tape. Tossing them to the side, he quickly uncuffed her, and took the gag from her mouth. Satori laid there, looking up at the ceiling as a few tears fell onto her cheeks. The cuts and welts on her body still showed, and were angry and red. Lanthys grabbed a blanket and wrapped her in it, before picking Satori up and carrying her to a bed on the other side of the room. He laid on it with her, wrapping his arms around her. She laid in his arms, and wept silently, as she did after every session. For now that demon inside of her was happy, peaceful in its cage, but she knew soon it would want something more, and she would come crawling back to Lanthys, each and every time. Satori stayed with him for the night, crying in his arms. He understood her, and what she was going through better than she understood it herself. It was like a precious secret between the two. 02: PM 0 Comments  (Add Comment)  | 0 Kudos

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