Forbidden Horizon (Closed for July06 and myself)

[Eroticalypse]

The kingdom of Phallun had stood for many many centuries..

For all of those it was ruled with an iron fist...

The iron first of Men.

Women were not allowed to vote... not allowed to own land... in some cases to settle depts, men would not think twice of "renting" their wives out for other lords to enjoy.

The societies laws were written by man..since the beginning of recorded time. Women were perceived as "things" as the weaker sex and as "trouble". A man was even allowed to marry more than one wife... if his other bride(s) failed to "please" him anymore.

For these reasons... women... did what they had to, for happiness...

Sometimes that meant finding love.

Even if it meant in the arms of another woman.

Lesbianism was considered evil. The church and state had made it clear that any women found to be in the arms of another of her sex would be imprisoned, and in repeat offenders..put to death.

This sounded harsh but the fear was that if women took care of their own desires...they would either no longer need men... or cease to find men attractive. No one understood that some women were simpley different... no matter what. These urges and thoughts were not "impure", but they went punished... nonetheless...

Life went on this way...

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Jasper raced to up the tower... the gaurd shouting obceneties behind him. He paid it no mind...he HAD to reach the top...they knew...they KNEW... and his poor daughter Ariella was now in harms way.

Once he reached the top he sprinted into a large doorway...slamming the chamber shut behind him. All around him were books... some common...some rare... one... was the talk of legend.

Jasper wrung his raw farmer's hands together... the dried blood from all his tilling and toiling in the fields that day chipped off and fell to the floor... he wondered if that would be enough to satisfy...

No he would need more...

The older man desperately, frantically searched around the library... he found a letter opener and took it. Next turning his attention to the shelf on the far east side...as his friend, the Lord's mage had told him over supper so many times....

He pushed a panel...and heard a click....

So it WASNT just the alchohol talking, he chuckled.

Over the course of the next few minutes he ignored the banging on the door... he ignored the yelling and shouting... he found the ritual in the tomb and performed it in the culdron as described...adding his blood towards the end...

The room came to life, bathed in a bluish white light... as his vision failed him.....


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When he came to, he was in irons... hanging inside the stockade. He vaguely rememebered a woman... a demoness...had he done it?....his head sank... soon he would hear word...the gaurd that was kind would tell him if the execution would go according to planned....he would tell him if his daughter... was dead or not...

A name stuck out in his head.... "Thrallia"....

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....Thrallia....

Thrallia's loins were on fire!

She had not felt the soft, warm, or wet touch of flesh in centuries... She was in a wretched mood... awoken after all this time.. and now under the charge of some mortal... a TASK! A TASK?! HE had a task for HER...

Once upon a time she would of had 30 slaves...just like him... doing HER bidding. But being binded had changed all that...now she was simply a Bound Succubus... trapped between realms....

At least now she was free.... once she took care of this pathetic little girl... she could find someway to stay out of the book...

Her creamy white skin glimmered in the moonlight..her large batlike cape functioning as wings... she glided through the night sky... towards where the old man said his daughter was.

Landing just outside a field she looked around... just mortals...she sighed.... would she have NO fun today....

Over the course of the next fifteen minutes she gruesomely murdered every sentry from the front gate to the cell door...tearing it off its hinges she looked inside the chamber....

..... Thrallia licked her lips....

"Delicious"

Maybe this wouldnt be so bad after all.

 

[July06]

….Ariella….

She couldn’t believe this was happening. Why was this happening to her? She did noting wrong. It was all because that stupid baker tried to kiss her, and she turned him down. It wasn’t her fault that her father was just around the corner….or that she might like his sister a little bit better than she liked him. But it wasn’t her fault.

With long, flowing auburn hair, a shapely body, and nothing to complain about in the breast department, Ariella never wanted for male attention.


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The problem was that she always responded better to the odd female comment, than the male ones. She knew that it was forbidden, that the feelings where evil. Didn’t the priest say that often enough, but…it made her feel nice, so what could be bad about that. She never acted on them, and that was what was important.

Well, apparently that wasn’t what was important. What was important was the fact that the lord of this land was obsessed with the baker’s goods, and would do anything to keep him and his sons happy. The third time that Ariella turned the baker’s son down the warning came. But she couldn’t help it, he was short, ugly, so hairy, and his breath always smelled of something fowl, like he ate a skunk or something. I guess he tried to clean himself up, but when he came the following day he looked and smelled even worse. Ariella tried to bring herself to respond positively, but when he put his hands on her, she couldn’t stop herself.

She slapped him.

Scared for what he might do she ran to her room. But her father was out in the fielded and her room offered her no protection when the guards came. No matter how she fought and screamed, the guards didn’t care. She was accused of being a woman lover, and so she was to be taken to the jail.

In the days that followed, the baker’s son was able to get some of his friends to come forth and say that they had saw Ariella kissing other woman. And wasn’t it convenient that they where always part of a traveling group or something. So what if she had thought about it, she had never done it. But because she blushed when they talked about it, the lord took that as confirmation, no matter what she said.

When Ariella’s sentence was announced, as she was being dragged away to await the execution the following day, her father whispered to her as they where allowed one last hug, “Don’t worry. You will be free. I have a way.”

So her she was, chained to the wall in the high tower. Her writs had chafed so much from the chains that they had blistered a little. Her dress had been torn in so many places that it was surprising that it stayed on. The guards seemed to enjoy adding more holes, and no matter how hard Ariella dried to stop them, tried to persuade them to give her a break, they wouldn’t. Her food had been awful. Nothing tasted quite write, especially the milk. For some reason the guards always smiled at her when she ate, and laughed out write when she drank what they gave her. And she was always tiered.

So when the door to her cell burst open in the middle of the night Ariella was so startled that she banged her head on the wall. When she did look up, Ariella thought she might have banged her head harder than she thought. There before her was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Ariella couldn’t help but stair…then blush so red. The woman was wearing practically nothing. Growing conscious of her tattered appearance, Ariella dragged her cloths tight around her and tried to think of something to say. There where too many questions running through her head to choose. Who was this woman? Was this the help her father meant? Why did she look like that? Why was she looking at her that way? What is going on? Finally she settled on, “Why are you here?”

 

[Eroticalypse]

“Why are you here?”

A bit of blood was still clinging to Thrallia's pinky... she lifted the finger to dangle playfully over her eagerly open mouth... when the drop splashed down delightfully on her tongue, she closed her eyes... enjoying the coppery taste of a sinners life vitae.

Her brow furrowed together and her eyes grew cruel in the next instant. She turned her head sharply back to the girl...no doubt the farmer's daughter. It was too bad she was now bound by a spirit "contract" otherwise she would satisfy her lust on this girl... and then kill her. While nothing stopped her from entertaining that first notion... she still didnt have the time. It was the binding taht stopped her from harming the girl... at least fatally...

"DID YOU ACTUALLY SPEAK TO ME!" her voice boomed off of the cell's stone walls, reverberating with an unearthly force. Due to the sexual nature of Thrallia... all her actions were derived from lust. So the sound, although threatening... was also sexual. The vibrations settled on Ariella's loins, where they danced there a bit before fading...

She towered over the little farm daughter. Looking down at her... her chest pushed out... the large creamy white bossom nearly touching Ariella's nose.

"I am here to save you... child.... now, you will do as i say...from here on out, if you wish to live... do you wish to live?"

The girl was actually quite remarkable. Thrallia had seen demons on the lower planes that could not even touch the girl in matters of beauty. Her own womanhood began to sweat the sweet nectar of desire... but this was a business trip...plenty of time to have her way with common mortals once this pathetic girl was safe and sound.

"AM I CLEAR?!"

 

[July06]

"DID YOU ACTUALLY SPEAK TO ME!"

Oh my God. What was that? Why did she feel so very funny “down there”? This couldn’t be the help her father had promised. Ariella’s mind was fluttering from one thought to another. The vibrations pulsating in her womb wouldn’t let her mind settle. She couldn’t help but squirm a little. This must be devil sent to tempt her, just like the priest said would happen. But she didn’t do anything wrong. This couldn’t be happening.

She towered over the little farm daughter.

Although the woman’s tone and eyes scared Ariella witless, she couldn’t help stare at her breasts. They where practically falling out of some kind of leather contraption that showed more than it covered. The sight of them there, hanging so close to her face brought back the funny feelings in her womb. What was going on? Ariella was just so confused.

"AM I CLEAR?!"

Startled by the woman’s voice again Ariella jumped and glanced up into her eyes. She quickly looked down, but not before she saw something there. Something she didn’t quite understand, but never the less made her blush deep red.

Although Ariella wasn’t quite sure if she believed that this woman wanted to save her, or had ulterior motives, she couldn’t help but nod. The woman sacred her too much to disagree. And anything was better than stay here, with the vial guards and even worse food.

 

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Thrallia watched the farmer's daughter nod and a small thrill rose up inside her. She could feel it from inside her abdomen and on the tips of her stiff nipples. It was her pride... and the sensation of the beginning of a union she had shared a million times in the past...

The two of them could hear screams outside the stone walls... and coming from down a hall. No doubt more gaurdsmen, called to aid their fallen comrades.

Thrallia was the least bit interested. She radiated a confidence and a pure monstrous fearlessness. She looked like a spirit of pure defiance... not exactly a coincidence Ariella's father had summoned her and not another... or was it?

"Knell before me.... mortal wench... i must hear the words... i must hear you will do as i say, if i am to save your pathetic skin from the fires i call home."

 

[July06]

Ariella’s head shot up again when she heard the screams of the guards. She had never heard them that enraged before. There was no way she was staying and getting punished for something she had nothing to do with.

"Knell before me.... mortal wench... I must hear the words... I must hear you will do as I say, if I am to save your pathetic skin from the fires I call home."

Ariella was always a shy girl; so to speak, to anyone, let alone this scantily clad gorgeous woman staring down at her…well it took a lot. After opening her mouth a few times with nothing coming out she finally managed to whisper “yes, I will do as you say.”

The screams kept getting louder, and Ariella could hear feet trampling up the stairs. She was getting more and more worried. “Please, I will do what ever you want, just get me out of hear. Please!” Finally breaking down, Ariella grabbed onto the woman’s cape, begging to be taken away.

 

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“Please, I will do what ever you want, just get me out of hear. Please!” with a panic and desperation, the farmer's daughter attatched herself to Thrallia's cape... a long flowing, silken garment, black as night.

As she heard the girl's plea, and felt the binding in her soul... as Ariella agreed to her offer... she turned to look towards the entryway. Gaurds would nearly be upon them... it would take to long to go the way she came. She turned to face the sobbing girl once more. Having settled the matter of her dominance... she felt her duty withen her bossom... her heart would now beat for the life of this girl, her role of martyr began...

"I will take you somewhere safe... do not worry, child" with a quasi-compassion Thrallia placed her soft yet strong hand upon Ariella's head in comfort.

She next walked to the wall...

"Back away from me....now."

Before waiting for ariella to listen she placed her open palm on the stone, tower's wall. A low hum filled the room, and Thrallia's eyes changed to a void of black swirlling abyss...

Dark purple tendrils of some dark energy whipped forth from her hand... crawling along the wall like sentient creatures. Once the stone was encased in a pulsing voilet energy Thrallia told the farmer's daughter to close her eyes.

Soon they would be free.

In a flash of white light most of the tower wall was obliterated... there was a large growl... like a great dragon... angered, and a blast of sound. Soon the air rushed in and the debris made it hard to breath. The succubus backed towards Ariella...

"Your going to need to hold on tighter than that, from here on out... we are leaving little one..."

 

[July06]

Ariella felt so relived when the woman said she would take her someplace safe. Something about the woman made it seem like she actually could. But when she told her to back away, Ariella felt a twinge of worry. But as Ariella moved away, the woman didn’t leave her, or laugh, but put her hand to the wall. At the site of something moving on the wall, Ariella started openly, but closed her eyes when the woman told her to.

A few seconds latter, she was glad she did. There was a flash of light so bright that Ariella saw it through her closed eyes. Then suddenly it was hard to breathe. Ariella started to panic, which was only fueled by a large growl that seemed to reverberate in Ariella’s head.

"You’re going to need to hold on tighter than that, from here on out... we are leaving little one..."

With this Ariella, peeked her eyes open, saw the woman’s leg not a foot away from her. Still gasping for breath, Ariella grabbed onto the leg and cape with a death grip, burying her head in the woman’s thigh.

Ariella couldn’t help a whimper escape from her mouth, no matter how brave she tried to be. “Please, please, please…” over and over Ariella whispered.

 

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“Please, please, please…”

Thrallia gasped for a second... it was unexpected... in the moment Ariella wrapped herself delicately against her soft supple thigh. The feeling of the girls hand so close to her womanhood sent a small twinge of electricity racing inside her. Thrallia was sure it was not intended the girl was simply terrified... and clutching on as she had instructed her.

However, Ariella's head against her leg... and her hands holding tightly towards her inner thight... the sensation excited the succubus' cold heart.

She knelt down a bit...

"No child...perhaps this would be better..."

...and embraced the girl in a strong hug. Her generously endowed bossom once again nearly brushing the farmer daughter's face. Ariella found herself safely tucked inside of Thrallia's strong arms and mysterious cape... it was both warm and cold at the same time... and the woman smelled of sin... though one could not fully comprehend why. The instant seemed to last forever... feeling like a hug but the demoness was only trying to get a good grip for what came next...

Suddenly Thrallia swept her off her feet with one of her slender but powerfull arms. Now carrying her the succubus ran towards the missing wall... the expanse of dark forrest spread out before them... just as an entourage of prison gaurds arrived. She shouted something... and a wet "thunk" could be heard as Thrallia lept off the precepice... the two fellfor a while...

But did not hit bottom.

Soon the two of them were sailing through the air. But not for long...

Thrallia shrieked and the two women began spiralling towards the earth. Thrallia had been hit by one of the gaurds. A large spear protruded from out of her back.

The demoness protected the girl from the fall... taking the brunt of the crash, her cape tore and she spiralled along the ground, loosing control of her grip... and sending Ariella sailing in another direction.

When the dust settled Thrallia was unconcious.... they had only made it a few miles from the town.

 

[July06]

When the woman pushed Ariella’s head into her breasts, Ariella was very startled, but for some reason it felt so good. She couldn’t pull away, no matter what her head said. Then she was picked up, and the power to move was out of her control anyway, so Ariella just wrapped her arms around the woman’s shoulders and hung on.

Though what came next had Ariella holding onto the woman’s neck for dear life. She jumped out of the tower!!!!!! Ariella almost fainted, she was so scared. But they didn’t seem to be falling….no not falling – flying!!!!!

Ariella was filled with such elation she raised her head and looked around her. The adrenaline was such a rush. It felt like she was finally alive after being stuck in the tower for so long. But then something seemed to go wrong. They where not flying anymore.

No…now they where really falling!! “Oh god…oh god…oh god…I don’t want to die…I don’t want to die.” These thoughts kept running around in Ariella’s brain, repeating over and over. She went back to clutching the woman’s neck, as tight as she could.

When they hit the ground the woman took most of the fall, but they fell from so high, that Ariella still felt it. And then something happened, and she was falling and rolling by herself. The woman was not with her.

Finally, a little while later, whether it was seconds, minuets, or hours Ariella couldn’t tell, she got her wind back. Slowly Ariella stood up. Feeling very disoriented she didn’t know what to do. but the woman saved her, and Ariella was raised to help those who helped her, so instead of trying to make her way further from the tower alone, she began to head back the way she had fallen from, hoping to find the woman…praying she was all right.

 

[Eroticalypse]

Hell has many layers....

The closer you get to the bottom... the more clarity you have....

Its funny really, but to get out of hell...you must flee through the bottom.. out its anus... not through its mouth... that only leads to heaven...

No.

To get back to earth you must face the devil himself... and often he has a very wicked sense of humor....

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Thrallia's eyes fluttered... they went from pitch black... to blank white... to finnally the "normal" mortal eyes she adopted during her summoning...

Looking around she had no idea what had happened. She shook her head a bit as it rang like a bell, and shrugged. She was sitting on the cold earth... in a forrest, her body drapped along the grass... her cape ripped, and her plump sexy thighs crossed over one another. She had apparently fallen. She adjusted her loin cloth... covering her genitals once more...and bend her succulent leg towards her body to get up on one knee...

A flash of pain shot up her leg from her foot....she looked down to find a twisted and bruised ankle.

"You have got to be kidding me.... such limitations this bound form has..." she spat.

She tried to get up again...a bit more successfull this time. Her heel like hooves wobbly... she stood on shaky legs.... bending over to wipe some dirt off her feet and shins...

She heard a twig snap

Startled the demoness whipped around and in doing so aggrivated her weakened ankle. She crumbled to the floor...face first. Her breasts bounced into her chin and she fell on her knees...her behind up in the air. A thin string thong covering her intimacies... the loin cloth falling to the side. She moaned in pain... and her eyes glowed with anger...

She began to stand again while turning... ready for battle...

 

[July06]

Ariella was so relieved when she saw movement up ahead; she didn’t even stop to think that it could be someone other than her savior. She rushed forward, not caring how much noise she made.

With only a few more steps Ariella could see the woman on the ground. It looked like she was bleeding. Taking a step forward, she stepped on a fairly large stick, which snapped rather loudly.

Letting out a gasp Ariella saw the woman fall on her face, then slowly rise, seeming seething with anger.

“Please, can I help you? Where are you hurt? Tell me, what can I do? I’m sorry I didn’t hold on tight enough.” Ariella let the words rush out, a little scared of all the anger and power she saw in the woman’s eyes. Looking down she saw that her foot was bright red, and turning different shades of purple already.

“Oy!” Ariella said sympathetically. “You shouldn’t be standing on that. Why don’t you sit down, and I’ll see if I can wrap it some how?” Ariella asked as she dropped down before the woman.

“And…um…um…what can I call you?”

 

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As it turned out it was just the farmer girl.

Thrallia was surprised by how glad she was to see her kind face...

“Please, can I help you? Where are you hurt? Tell me, what can I do? I’m sorry I didn’t hold on tight enough. Oy! You shouldn’t be standing on that. Why don’t you sit down, and I’ll see if I can wrap it some how?”

The succubus didnt answer... instead looking at her ankle... she realized why the Ariella was concerned, it was a nasty sprain. The swelling had started and if it wasnt cared for soon she would be unable to walk. That wouldnt do since they had alot of ground to cover...

"There is nothing you can do that will help me....," she opened her palm and pointed her hand towards her leg... "My powers will take care of this..." she began to concentrate and ignore the pain but it was difficult... something wasnt right. Her eyes did not shift and the incantation was not working. A brief little fizzle of dark energy spat forth from her nails but that was it. Suddenly a pain shot up her back and she fell again to the floor...

Something shiny could be seen embedded in Thrallia's back.

It was the tip of the spear that had hit her. It glowed with a strange yellow light.

"Fuck...its not working.....," she looked towards Ariella "I will accept that help now... thank you." She said with as much pride as she could muster. Its not that she didnt not appretiate it...but she was to be the protector here... not the other way around. This was proving more difficult than she had thought.

“And…um…um…what can I call you?”

"You will address me as Mistress... and you will NOT stand higher than I am at any time!" Thrallia rose from the floor, dismissing any help to pick her up she got on her knees... like the farmer's daughter... so she was not looking down on her again.

"We must dress my ankle...and do something about the wound on my back... untill i find out what has happened to my magick."

She felt the heat of Ariella's body, being this close to the girl... suddenly she realized most of her clothes was torn... at least she still had the small loincloth and her thin bra to cover herself with.

 

[July06]

Ariella could clearly see that the woman did not want her help. But apparently what ever power she had had abandoned her some how, and so now she need her help. Feeling somewhat grateful that she would be able to show her thanks in more than just words, she found some sturdy sticks to be used as a splint, and ripped some strips from her skirt to make a brace.

As she came back Ariella thought about what the woman, Mistress had told her to do, to keep her head lower than hers. This was going to be a little difficult with her being hurt and all. Deciding that it was best to bring it up now she did.

“Um… Mistress? I have a question. You said I had to keep my head lower than yours, but how is that going to work exactly? Yes you are taller than me, but what if I have to go to the bathroom, or get something, and you’re sleeping, or lying down, or sitting down? I can’t very well slither around.”

While the woman thought about that, Ariella went around to look at the wound in the woman’s back. “There’s something strange here. A piece of the arrow seems to be stuck in side, and its kind of glowing a little. What should I do?”

 

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Ariella made a rudimentary splint out of pieces of her dress and some twigs and such. Thrallia was rather impressed, it dissmissd the notion of her being some kind of girl that had never worked a day in her life. Though her father worked hard, the girl must of helped... that or she was rather intelligent either way she wasnt helpless...

As she worked on her ankle... Thrallia closed her eyes, it was a nice sensation, the soft skin of the farmer's daughter along hers, she had a gentle touch, and smelled of perfume and youth... she wondered what the girl had done.

“Um… Mistress? I have a question. You said I had to keep my head lower than yours, but how is that going to work exactly? Yes you are taller than me, but what if I have to go to the bathroom, or get something, and you’re sleeping, or lying down, or sitting down? I can’t very well slither around.”

Thrallia looked at her... annoyance in her eyes.

"Dont be foolish... I mean when we are awake... that is, when you address me, and as we are travelling. When i am asleep you may stand, and carry youself about normally, but i will not look upon you and have to look up, you are beneath me... and i shall look down on you."

“There’s something strange here. A piece of the arrow seems to be stuck in side, and its kind of glowing a little. What should I do?”

The succubus grew quiet... It must of been one of the guards, they must of struck her as she flew from the tower... why did the pain still sting so much, Thrallia was able to heal much faster than this... the ankle.. the back... something was wrong.

"It must be inhibiting my powers... can you remove it?"

 

[July06]

Standing behind the woman, Ariella blushed a little and nodded at her response to the first question. She felt a little embarrassed for asking it. Of course she wouldn’t have to slink around on her stomach, how slow was she?!

When she was asked if she could remove it, Ariella nearly balked. She didn’t like to hurt anyone, and she knew that this was going to hurt. But at the same time she knew that there was no other way. Taking a deep breath she pulled out the arrow. It wasn’t easy, but it didn’t seem to be caught on anything, so she slowly pulled it out, suing more of her ripped up skirt to slow down the renewed bleeding.

By the time that Ariella got the whole thing out she was breaking out in a cold sweat. The thing was about the size of her hand, and it was still glowing. Staring down at it, Ariella couldn’t look away. There seemed to be colors dancing in it, around it, just outside the normal color scheme.

Slowly Ariella came to realize that her hand was going numb, but it didn’t fall. Slowly the feeling was climbing, but she couldn’t look away. Getting more and more scared, she started hyperventilating, but when the numbness reached her chest, her breath slowed to normal.

“Help,” she whispered quickly.

There wasn’t enough breath or time to say anything else or say it any louder. Soon she was completely numb, but unable to move. Ariella feverently hopped that the woman would notice something was wrong, because although she couldn’t express it, or even faint, she was in a complete state of panic.

 

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Ariella stood behind her, Thrallia felt as if she was on display, it was a weird sensation but she liked it... liked the thought of the young woman's eyes on her body. The succubus was feeling very warm and... she was beginning to become aroused... it was most likely due to the loss of blood and with it, life force. A succubus powers itself through sex. In days past they would steal the dreams of mortals and sometimes even their souls through love making. Since Thrallia was bound... she did not need to sustain herself with such energy, but the desire was still there...and the weaker she became the more she would revert needing lust to gain her strength back...

The pain of the weapon's tip eeking out of the wound was exquisite. Thrallia growled a loud gutteral roar as the shiny, glowing metallic piece was finnally out of her totally. She could hear the tearing of cloth and the famer's daughter now began to fashion some form of dressing for the open gash.

"Thank you," The demoness managed through the haze of uncomfort.

Moments ticked by and Thrallia was standing there with her eyes closed trying her magick again. It was beginning to weave... and she began to utter an incantation when she heard something...

“Help."

It was an extremely faint cry from Ariella... almost inaudible to the succubus. She whipped around to find the girl standing there with the ornamental spear head in hand... its colors growing stronger and wilder. It was obviously a magikal inhibitor... but apparently something more... an energy seemed to be spewing from the runes alone its surface and the girl looked far away as if in a trance...

Thrallia sneered... what kind of magick was this? She slapped the item away, forcefully... stinging the girls hands briefly and sending the spear head sprialling away into the foiliage nearby. The light show dissapated and as if awoken Areilla seemed to respond but her body gave way... after being torn away from the unusual sorcery and she began to fall.

With her waning strength Thrallia moved in as fas as her hellish reflexes allowed her. She put an arm behind Ariella's back and another around the back of her waist... holding her hip firmly.

The two of them leaning in the middle of the woods, in an unexpected embrace...

Thrallia looked into Ariella's beautifull and youthfull eyes with her frieghteningly demonic ones..

"Are you ok?"

 

[July06]

Ariella was so grateful when the woman turned. But when she knocked the arrow head out of her hand, all her energy seemed to leave her. She couldn’t stand anymore. She was falling and couldn’t protect her self. Suddenly the woman was there, holding her up, looking into her eyes.

Again Ariella felt like she couldn’t move, but this felt different, not as scary.

“Are you ok?” Mistress asked.

Ariella could only look up at her. Although her eyes seemed to hold things that should scar her out of her mind, Ariella felt strangely safe. This was the second time she saved her.

But, for some reason, although Ariella felt totally passive, her body started to warm, like it was blushing all over, and their where tingles running up and down her spine. She could only let out a small gasp in response.