Maintaining Balance ((Closed for Ausus_girl13))

Hearing those words, the ones that marked her. That burned to the center of Maia's consciousness. She belonged to her mistress completely. And that the woman before her was a powerful woman, and a Malleum, only made Maia more strongly drawn, so deep was she in love already with her mistress.

Maia continued to lick and suck feverishly at her Mistress's cleft, the juices running over her chin. She moved two fingers inside her Owner. Sliding them in and out of her, her tongue making little designs on the clit in her mouth. Maia so desperately wanted to feel her Mistress cum.
 
Between soft mewls and moans, Skadi lets occasionally out a demonic snarl as she enjoys the attention of her Toy's tongue on her sex, especially whenever it flicks and trails over her hard clit. Growling, she leans down and twists firmly on the strap which digs in between Maia's pussy lips, causing it to further dig in and rub against the girl's labia.

Pulling the girl's drenched face away from her sex, the Demon-possessed assassin smirks and lifts her up by her collar to hungrily kiss the girl's lips, tasting herself on those soft and painted lips. "Good Toy... but now it's time to make you truly mine..." She growls, and moves a hand down to her own sex, stopping just above her clit, and begins to rub her hand slowly over the area where her pubic hair normally would have been, if she hadn't believed in shaving herself bare regularly.

Letting out a loud moan of pleasure, she slowly pulls her hand up and away, a long shaft growing out of her crotch and settles into a hard penis, easily six and a half inches long, and thick as it throbs before Maia. "Mmm, what do you think of it, my little Toy?"
 
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"Mon dieu..." Maia breathed as she watched her mistress grow a penis before her eyes. She was amazed, even as she looked down in supplication, her clothing lay in tatters around them on the charred floor, though she now wore an outfit of her mistress's designation and design, the black made her pale complexion shine and it matched her raven hair perfectly. The corset made it hard to breathe, but neither could she slump over, she rested simply as she watched her mistress, her hands on her open thighs.

Looking up at her former Sister, now Mistress, she was amazed at the blend of demonic and human characteristics, dangerous and beautiful all at the same time. Both enticing and fearful, Maia longed to reach out and touch the woman before her, softly then fiercely. Her own sex, wet with need and longing, throbbed slightly. Maia reached out with one hand to wrap her small fingers around the cock that bobbed before her. Parting her lips she leaned forward and tentatively licked the tip, tasting her Mistress again. She sighed happily and slid her mouth down the length, before pulling back and looking up at her owner.

She stood and made her way to the dais where the Mark had stood, she bent over it, showing her Mistress her bottom and soaked slit. Her whispered words, a plaintive plea in her tone as the words bubbled up from her throat.

"Please Mistress, take me. I need to feel you inside me."
 
Grinning wickedly at the obedient and slutty behaviour of her new Toy, the Demonic assassin slowly steps up to the dais where Maia spreads her legs and shows off her most intimate treasures, her new appendage throbbing with urgent need as it sways in the air with her every step.

"Mmm, for such a pleading little slut, of course." She growls lustily, smirking down at the girl as she steps up, one hand guiding her swolen shaft to the courtesan's wet sex, and the other swatting the cheeks of her ass firmly, leaving bright red marks on the fair and unblemished skin. With a hungry snarl, she thrusts her hips forward, and buries the bulbous head of her throbbing cock inside the girl's wet and tight sex.

"Nnghrh... such a wet and tight slut, Toy... I'll enjoy breaking you." Skadi coos out as she leans over the girl, her hands still abusing her poor ass while she breathes hotly into her ear, the assassins' breasts pressed firmly into the courtesan's back.
 
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Maia shivers at her mistresses touch, as she presses her cock inward towards Maia's hot core, she pushes against Skadi, wanting more. The other woman growls in her ear, and Maia can do nothing but whimper. She is so lost in the sensations that her mistress is delivering to her, that nothing falling from her lips is coherent.

The combination of the cock inside her and the soft breasts pushed into her back made her tremble with need and want. She began begging her mistress.

"Please, Mistress take me, make me yours, please.. take me.." Her voice trailing off into whimpers.

Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, she knew that she needed to do something, that she was a courtesan, some where the thought existed that Maia was a sororitas eros, but right now she was a quivering mass that wanted nothing more than to be her sister Mistress's fucktoy.
 
New sensations, but ones that felt millenia old.
The demon and human mixed in view.
And it was no human phallus. Within the Eros it pulsed and throbbed beyond all reasonable means. It bent, and turned and squirmed. A cock that behaved like fingers, went places it was never meant to go.
And became more than one.
Two prongs now in the pretty, helpless, assassin.
But helplessness was not reserved for just Maia.
Skadi was losing herself in what her school called Dark Rapture, the complete and utter merging of woman and Beast.
With each powerful thrust of her hips, with each squirm of the two cocks within the Eros, Skadi fell more and more.
Until her inner eyes opened.
And the Demon, sensing the threat, simply forced Skadi's mind aside, leaving her floating, not in control of her body, but sensing everything.
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<Oh Sweet Goddess What are you doing to doing to me I'm not this isn't oh FUCK FUCK FUCK>


<Shhhhhh little one, lose yourself in what I do, in how I fuck you both, in what beautiful dark things I make you. You've lost control, so drown in this, drown or tell me to stop>


I felt her thrust forward powerfully, and my entire astral body arch, spine bending too sharply, and I groaned silently as nerves I didn't know of demanded more, demanded the Demon.

Then she pulled back, slowly, and an entirely different set of sensations I had no words for blinded me, and my psychic form doubled over.

Again and again this Demon and the alien appendage showed that I had no ability to stop them, that I was helpless. My clit was abused with each slam into the Eros' body, more pain, more pleasure, more things I did not understand, should not understand. Sensations meshed and became different things each time.

I felt the single cock split in two and thought I had surely gone mad or soon would. The thrusting had ended, but now the two slithering things were going mad inside the girl, thrashing and stretching and going places only the most bizarre of devices could go, while also caressing and playing along each other.

A talon sliced along the girl's back, just a few inches of an opening, and dark spittle flowed from Demon into the wound, a sizzling, horrible sound.

<For later, don't forget>

I screamed.
It stopped.
All at once it stopped.
My struggling had finally forced the Demon to obey. But I hurt with need. Like an opium addict being denied his drug. I began sobbing and heard her, my Demon, laughing.

<Shhhh, little one, I'm still here, our little girl is still here. Won't you come back to me so we can finish her?>


I don't know how I gathered the strength, but I did.

<No. You can not take me there. The Dark Rapture is death.>


<You and your people take things so seriously, and are wonderfully dramatic. 'Dark Rapture' indeed. It is not death, it is only forbidden because of fear. You would be with me, strong, powerful, a creature of meaning. And the Eros would be ours. Come, just taste her.>


The Demon bent close to my Eros. I was back in my body, back but being forced still, the Demon's last chance at corrupting me.

And my tongue touched the back of her neck, tasted her sweat.

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Skadi's teeth clenched down tightly on Maia's neck, not to hurt, but to hold, as animals do.
Skadi and the Demon had merged, more deeply this time, into the Dark Rapture.
Teeth held Maia's neck, and hands pinned her wrists, and the two cocks became one, swelling and growing, and assaulting her cunt with violent thrusts, spines twisted, inhuman together.

A voice whispered in the Eros' mind.

<Say it. Or I swear I will stop and you will not see me again>
 
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Something happened. Maia had no protections. No toys, no poison, darts, guns, clip or protections. Her body became nothing but a plaything for the creature above her.

"Ohnn.. my.. goddess..." She whimpered knowing that her mistress couldn't hear her and the only thing caressing her skin was the charred wood beneath her. It scraped against her tits, and marked her body, just as surely as the woman behind her was leaving her indelible mark.

She was fucked with a rhythm that rocked her body. She felt like there were parts of her that were being awakened and touched, and licked, she was filled like no man had ever filled her before.

Maia's dark lover demanded of her, gave to her in ways she had never felt before, she felt like she was living and dying in the same breath. Her eyes to the sky, her fingers clenched in the black wood below her. Maia choked on her lust, the woman filled her with her essence, her cock, and if her Mistress walked away from her now, Maia would die. Right there in the fire kissed house, because she too was burned.

"Mistress take me!" These words sprung from her lips, her unseeing eyes judging the gods, her back curved as the cock in her pushed her farther than she had ever been before. Maia's blue eyes filled to over flowing and she screamed with her need to cum, her body remembered some of her training as an eros, and clamped down possessively on the woman within her. Holding her tight as the squirming and mindless Maia dripped needy begging words with the same intensity as her pussy.
 
Maia's muscles gripping down on Skadi's penis-thing was the last straw.
With a final arch of her back, Skadi released hot, black liquid fire into the Eros. She pulled the girl's hair so hard strands ripped from scalp, but still her back bent sharply upwards, painfully close to snapping.
Inhuman amounts of inhuman fluids shot deep into Maia, burning into her tender, inner flesh, the wounds healing instantly, the nerves singing with delight as the otherworldly stuff coated them, possessed them.
Corrupted them.
Skadi's own body would not stop shaking. Her fock was sending signals she could barely understand, tinglings and rushes and a silken fist beating her. Her cunt was a waterfall, drenching her thighs and pooling on the floor as the girl part of her came again and again in rapid succession.

<Quickly now, we must finish the first chain before the weakness sets in>

So deeply merged with the Demon, Skadi knew exactly what she was talking about. Like human males, she'd soon find her powers waning, and the first two links of the chain had been forged, only one was left.

With a cry of soul-deep pain, she ripped herself from the Eros' grip, almost collapsing under the effort, and the loss of ecstasy.
A thing half-finger, half-talon stabbed into Maia's spasming cunt deeply, retrieving a dollop of hot blackness.

The Eros' body still bent back by the iron grip in her hair, Skadi forced the dripping talon-finger thing into the girl's mouth.

"Feed"
 
Maia took the thing into her mouth and retched a little at it's taste. It seemed to work it's own way down her throat, filling her, it felt like it was expanding and she clutched at her stomach when the bit reached her belly.

"Mistress!" She cried as she crumpled to the ground curling into a ball, clutching at her burning stomach. She had no idea what was happening to her. She grunted and winced, her face tightened in pain.

She could no longer feel her Mistress behind her or around her. Something was changing for Maia and it terrified her. Her unseeing eyes stared at the ground. And her damp hair, stretched across her face, sticking to her lips, as she panted in need and fear.
 
Skadi recalled some of her demonic aspects, letting her flesh and fingers become soft again. She pulled her love into her arms, craddling her as best she could. She had an inkling of what the girl was going through. This was not completely dissimilar to the bonding that had taken place when she'd chosen her own path, but it was slower, more drawn out. And this was only the first stage.
And, of course, Maia wasn't simply being bonded to a demon.
This was much more complex.
Skadi wondered if the girl would become powerful. And how.
"Little one, you must be strong. Let these things inside you happen, but you must hold tightly to me."
They rocked together, while the Eros whimpered.
"If you let go, you'll die, and you won't be able to love me anymore, you won't be mine anymore. Your Mistress demands that you hold on."
Skadi was stunned at how powerful these words were, how they churned and stormed inside her chest.
But she held on to her possession as the Eros' very cells were invaded.
 
Maia screamed! The tearing and renting of her insides, as whatever she had been given ripped her apart. Something was changing inside her mind too. She felt... crowded, as if on the edges of her periphery there were someone else there. It was faint. Just something that told her she wasn't alone in her head anymore. Maia couldn't decide if that was a good or bad thing.

<We are becoming like one>

Maia saw the demon who had taken her before. And then a mirror, her image melting at the edges and taking on the demonic characteristics. the talons and wings, her black hair melting into scales.

"NO!!!!"

Her scream shattered her dream and woke her in her Mistresses arms. Her soft blue eyes opened to stare at the woman who held her.

"I am yours. I am so scared."

Maia shivered, and clung to the woman. She felt something in her grow, and she held onto it's power. Almost seeing the world with new eyes, she could see the aether chains that bound her to Skadi. More than sisters, more than Mistress and slave. They had the potential to be one.
 
Skadi could feel the workings within her Possession. The girl's body was being prepared in arcane ways, changed to suit a new entity who would come to exist soley within Maia. A unique entity, according to the demon within Skadi herself.

The warrior made sure she had returned to as human a form as she could manage now, and held the suddenly fragile Eros close.

"Shhhh...it will hurt, it will be terrifying, but I am here, and you are safe, and I will see to it that you stay that way. You must trust me, absolutely."

Or else you will be lost forever.

Skadi wanted to hold the girl, make it all go away, or, at least, hold her until the initial pain passed, but that was actually the worst thing she could do. She knew Maia's body and mind needed to be in motion to survive.

"Now, remember your training. You were born for terrors. Trained to face them. Master them, and yourself. Are you an Eros, a member of The Order, or are you a child, frightened and unwilling to face the world? We have a job to do. You have a job to do, more important than this."

She lifted them both to their feet.

"You will be strong or you are not worthy of me."
 
"You will be strong or you are not worthy of me."

Maia heard these words, and straightened her spine looking into her Mistresses eyes.

"I am. And I will show you."

Reaching out she took the other woman's hands into her own and kissed them. She turned and began walking out the door. It wasn't that she was done changing. But this first part freed her. She expected that she would feel more, change more, as they went.

The mark, Maia's attention wandered back to the man who had eluded them so far. She felt renewed with a sense of purpose. What she really wanted to do was head back to her rooms, prepare herself and head back out to find Lord Maquette, and then, along with her mistress, take him down. She wondered if her mistress would be joining her. And what that would look like.
 
Skadi watched the Eros, her possession, move away.
"Go and ready yourself and wait for me. I will find you and then we will do what we were born to do."
She turned and ran, diving nimbly through the window, across the street, where might talons could sink deep into the stonework of the nearby structure.

She reached the rooftop and began running without direction. There was no need for her to return to her 'lair' for weapons. She was a weapon.
Leaping and bounding from building to building, gliding when the leap was too far for even her new strength.

Skadi was a woman who had faced things most people couldn't imagine, and certainly couldn't bring themselves to believe.

She had wielded weapons and powers that could kill those same things.

But tonight, nothing had ever been like tonight.

She had become a new thing, neither demon nor human. A third thing that she didn't understand. A forbidden thing. And in this, she may have alienated herself from the Order. She may even have made them turn on her.

She had met, fucked in inhuman ways, and fallen deeply in love with a girl. But now, Skadi wasn't sure what that meant, what was 'love' to something like herself?

And she had begun corrupting that same girl, to bring her closer to this new, third entity. Skadi was stealing the humanity from Maia. it filled her with regret, and with hunger.

<What makes you think demons can't love?>

Even with her new understanding, her new existence, Skadi could not tell if the demon was mocking her.

But Skadi could feel Maia, through the blackness she'd wrapped the girl in, and through the blackness she'd invaded the girl's body with.

She could feel that perfect body moving with grace that even this new creature could only dream of, secrets and skills that would soon work on Skadi's body, bringing her pleasure.

Skadi's desire was inhumanly strong, and once the mark was dealt with...

Skadi leaped into empty air.
 
Maia watched Skadi go, felt her go rather, She was completely bound to her Mistress. Though it was Skadi that was leaping from building to building on the quiet Paris streets, it was Maia's hair that ruffled with with speed of it.

The black dress that clung to her, wasn't enough for the city streets or the leering eyes of the cabbies that would be out at this the darkest time of night. She closed her eyes, focusing her power on the clothing that bound her to the being that was within her, focusing it's energies on changing her clothing. Maia felt the fabric slip and shimmer around her, the bodice formed a perfect corset, and the brocade filled out, giving her a full skirt, her collar flowed down adding a small cameo with the exact profile of Skadi.

"Je l'aime" She whispered softly. And set out the door of the now decrepit building, she jumped into a hansom cab and gave them her address. Speeding over the cobbled streets, Maia reflected on the night behind her, and as the first rays of sunshine peeked over the city, she could feel the denizens waking and Maia smiled. She paid the man, and stepped from the coach onto the stone walkway to her building. She had been set up by some of her more prolific clients in a part of the city that was both nice and discreet, mostly so there night time visits would not be noticed.

"Bonne Matin Madame" Maia's personal servant opened the door, and took no notice that she carried no coat and that her clothes had changed. Discreet attendance is what kept the young woman in a position.

"Amie, mes dagues, et les boutons posion." She strode directly into her boudoir and let her hair down, the long black waves cascading down her back and freeing a soft freesia perfume. Amie wasn't long in bringing the requested items, and setting them next to Maia's hair pins. She quickly took her lady's hair and quickly tamed the mass with a few long brush strokes to Maia's hair. Maia ignored her and set the buttons into the dress, the decorative pieces adding to the overall effect, the living fabric shimmering and enclosing the buttons, no sewing needed.

The daggers she simply set on her upper thigh and again the fabric created a garter around the daggers holding them in place.

It was then that she looked up and noticed that Amie was staring at her.

"Ta arretês!!" Maia spoke quickly and harshly at her maid, flicking her hair over her shoulder. Amie quickly got to work, pulling up part of the hair and curling it. She slipped the hair pins into place, and Maia couldn't help the smile on her freshly painted lips. The girl had used the pins that had been coated with a neurological agent, freezing her mark. Her maid knew her well.

Once finished, she stood, grabbed her parasol and headed out into the morning sun. She had a feeling that something was going to happen this morning, and that she would both need sustenance and strength to withstand it.
 
The air held her in its embrace far longer than it had any right to. And Skadi felt her love, felt Maia's skin, her breath, the feel of blackness along curves, and of fingers in hair.

She hit the next rooftop into a roll, then bounced to her feet running. Even as she barreled forward, she reached deeper into the Eros, breathing in the scents of her boudoir, hearing the breath of her attendant. Feeling the flickering of thoughts. Like a half-remembered song.

Skadi ran.
Drunk on power, freedom, and the deepening bond.

Eventually, she felt herself being pulled, guided, drawn. Moments later she realized that she'd been circling and meandering towards Maia's location. She perched on the building across the road from the Eros' apartment.

This close, it was almost hard to not feel the other girl, to not feel her thighs flexing, her tongue caressing reddened lips.

Something whispered in Skadi's ear, and she reached out, and felt the perfect blackness that encased her posession's body, and with her thoughts, made it react, tighten, clamp down sharp on soft flesh, bend and slip its way into unready entrances.

Skadi squeezed harder, tighter. She wondered for a moment if Maia understood what was happening, that it was her Mistress behind this, but that thought dissolved behind the pure drug of this power, this control, dark and absolute, over the girl.
 
Three steps from her apartment, Maia felt her.

Five steps from her apartment, Maia shuddered. She stopped for a moment, took a deep breath and tried to compose herself.

Ten steps from her apartment she moaned, loudly, scaring the couple sitting in the café. She began to take small, careful steps.

Twelve steps, and she was panting and holding onto a gate, whimpering, and she could feel that Skadi wasn't going to give up fucking her until she was laying in the street.

"Elle est obscène..." She could hear the murmurs of the staid Parisians around her. She took a deep calming breath, stood up straight, and walked into the cafe headed for their powder room.

Once inside she collapsed onto the couch and summoned all her energy, all her strength.

<Mistress. Please>

A soft resounding chuckle was Maia's answer.

Again Maia pushed at her living fabric as it pulsed within her. It changed it's shape covering her sex and merely pulsing at her slit. This she could handle.
Stepping out the powder room, looking much refreshed, she strode out.

Maia could still feel her Mistress's unearthly eyes on her form, but she dared not look up for the woman, though she wanted to. This, denial intrigued Skadi. She could feel it.

Twenty steps from her apartment, and Maia was hurtling headlong into an empty alley. Pushing past those in the crowd with no words as she ran, finally stopping alongside a building, alone, she whimpered, moaned and let her Mistress ravage her body without once touching her.

The living fabric plunged into her wet holes and wrapped itself around her breasts and squeezed, Maia writhed against the brick wall. She moaned with each thrust knowing that her mistress was behind every invasion of her needy body.

Leaning over, knees weak, trying to avoid falling to the dirty ground, she felt Skadi's pleasure add to her own. It was if she was container of lust for both women, she could barely breathe. She grabbed at her clothing, then caressed her body slowly, knowing, hoping that her touch translated to her Mistress. Bent over as she was she didn't hear the footsteps, didn't her the soft shink of a knife being pulled until it was hovering at her neck. She paused and looked up.

Standing over her was a thug, holding a knife to her neck. Maia wasn't scared. She was wet and full of lust incited by a woman that she was rapidly falling for, her training kicked in. She stood slowly, still panting, she smiled.

He took a step closer, for what man could resist a creature such as Maia? She fingered her buttons and then slipped those fingers against her lips as if she was nervous, she even blushed.

"Je te veux." She whispered, and her eyes flicked upwards to where she felt Her. But that's not what the man noticed. He stepped into her embrace easily, she turned and pressed him against the wall. Her lips sought his out and she kissed him deeply. Grinding their bodies together, breathless and needy. She whimpered against his lips, his body reacting to her nearness.

She rubbed and moaned her body aflame. She could barely stand it anymore.

Standing there in the alley pressed against a stranger, her clothing fucking her, her mistress watching, Maia came, her legs buckling, her pussy leaking down her leg, which the fabric was quick to soak up, while he stood there motionless and stunned.

Catching her breath, Maia stepped away from the wall. The thug fell to the floor, dead. She smoothed her dress and stepped away nonchalantly. He had pulled a knife on her. She had killed him, bien sûr.

She wiped the poison from her lips and smiled up at her Mistress. She was ready.

"Lord Maquette?"
 
Skadi smiled, pleased with both the reactions of her Eros, and with the girl's brutal efficiency. Bouncing from one side of the alley to the other and back, she brought herself to the ground.
“How well do you know our target, Eros? I'm a warrior, not a spy. And we all know that you and the others in your school are privy to secrets, especially of the rich, powerful, and easily seduced.”
She grinned playfully at Maia, and wondered how long she'd be able to keep anything secret from the girl, or if she'd even try very hard. Their mental bond was growing with each moment, and would get stronger. Skadi noticed for the first time that the demon inside her was strangely quiet, and had been for quite some time.

<Demon?>
<*silence*>
<DEMON!>
<You are going to have to stop calling me that. Well, no, its not that. Its that you have to stop thinking of us being two different creatures. The Dark Rapture is under way. You can not turn away from it. Our voices may stay separate, but you and I will be the same being. In the same way that you might debate with yourself over some decision or another, thats what its like when you are talking with me. OK, pronoun problems, but the point is the same. You and I, our fates, our destinies, are the same. Integration make take some time, but it is inevitable. >
<Then what are we...>
<Yes, I know you don't understand. I'll explain as we go along. Go kill something.>
<Well, at least we agree on that.>
<What do you mean, 'we'?>
<I have a bad feeling our conversations are going to go like this a great deal aren't they?>
<Probably. So long as its amusing.>
<Can you feel my joy?>

“So, Maia, I'll be following you, it seems. Oh, if you are ready to lead,” Skadi teased.
 
Maia smiled winningly at Skadi, her posture one of happy readiness. She was going to kill the mark and the most amazing woman in her life would be by her side. It was a gratifying feeling.

But suddenly, she pitched forward falling into Skadi's arms and unable to stop herself. She shook violently in the Malleum's arms, her arms flying akimbo and her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

<The veil between realms thins. That which you seek, runs to new worlds. Give no quarter to those who balk.>

Maia collapsed completely as these words were forced past her lips. She whimpered for a minute then shook her head as she came to.

"Did I trip?" She smiled weakly."Sorry Mistress, I am not normally so clumsy." Laughing only to herself as Skadi continued to stare at her, she stood and wiped off the front of her dress.

"I think we need to visit mes amis des noblesse de robe. The Lady Armitice whose husband, the Port Master, might have an idea if Lord Maquette has decided to leave the country."

She looked at her speechless mistress, and tilted her head. Interesting. Either Skadi would explain or she wouldn't. In the meantime, Maia stood close to her and willed the clothing of the Malleum to change. When it was finished, Maia stepped away and smiled as she stepped into the street.

"Come now servant boy" Maia tittered to herself softly. For the tall thin woman now looked like a boy. They could enter all the glittering salons of Paris disguised as Mistress and servant. Which of course, they were.

Maia flagged down a passing taxi and sent a rider ahead with her card to the Lady. She turned and waited for Skadi to come to her senses.
 
<Well, see, that was interesting>
<What was that?>
<Thats how you would look had we not been willingly bonded. She doesn't know whats happening to her, so she can't surrender to it, accept it. So it'll happen in spurts, spasms and such. And, really, its just begun.>
<What, exactly, has just begun?>
<What the hell do you think happens when you put a cock in a cunt? What did you think I was doing when I slit her open and let ichor into her? I don't expect you to really understand the details, but you must have some idea about what we've done to her>
<She'll be like us? A bonded pair?>
<No, she'll be something new. Something dark.>
<Something beautiful>
<We are one>


Skadi realized that she'd been standing motionless for an exceptionally long time, she hadn't even realize the cab had arrived. At times, it seemed, the conversations with her demon were taking her someplace deep and far, as if there was a room inside her, or a new land that she could escape to. The Rapture was already proving to be an interesting thing, and why it was forbidden would be one of the first questions she placed to her superiors. She wondered how her return would go.

She looked down at herself for a moment, noticing the playful handiwork of her new partner, and that, despite the giggles it might give the mischievous girl, it would also do quite nicely as a disguise.

"It is very hard to argue with success," Skadi mumbled under her breath with a smile. She looked up and saw Maia staring at her with a raised eyebrow. It was a perfect thing, a slender line arched up that Skadi knew could bring rich men to their knees. It was what the Eros trained for, trained to be. And now, with whatever was growing/changing/transforming within her...

<Something dark>
<Something beautiful>
<We are one>


"Yes, Madame, sorry, Madame," Skadi apologized with a small bow, and climbed into the cab.
Once the cab was in motion, the sounds could mask their hushed voices.
"So, do you expect this to be a pleasant encounter? Or is this couple one you've toyed with before to make your goals? I don't know much of the life of the Eros, or their games."

She let the silence hang for a moment.

"Madame."

Already, she was wondering how she might go about destroying an entire ship. If it came to that.
 
Maia, for the first time, ignored her Mistress. Oh, she heard the question, but she had to focus. The couple that they were headed to, wouldn't react to head on violence, or questioning. Maia would have to divide and conquer. She sighed to herself. The Dúmas were exceedingly annoying, but they did have their uses. Maia would have to charm the knickers off of both of them, literally.

The carriage stopped, and Maia lit from it onto the street.

<Stay silent, and at my side Mistress, you will not like this, but a word from your lips will give the game>

She strode towards the townhouse that overlooked the bay, and handed her card to the houseman. Without hesitation she was let in, peers of the realm, and well-known courtesans always getting priority in houses that sought a favorable light at the courts.

She smiled gaily as she was led into the sitting room, Madame Dúmas already fanning herself, a painted jittery smile on her face. Maia set herself onto a nearby settee and leaned forward just enough to press her cleavage against her low cut bodice. Maia felt, rather than saw Skadi move behind her.

"Madame, comme ça-va? It simply has been too long since I enjoyed your company." Maia gushed to the woman, she smiled secretly to the woman, and winked, and didn't miss the flush of red to the woman's cheeks. She poured herself and the Madame a glass of tea, she fingered one of her buttons before slipping that finger into the other woman's tea. Stirring the tea once, Maia handed the glass to the wife of the dockmaster. She peeked over her glass as the Madame sipped and cleared her throat.

"Mademoiselle Maia, what brings you to my humble abode? Although je suis tres heureuse that you are here. My husband has been sent for," the Madame smiled at this, "you know how much we both enjoy your company." The woman finished with a sip to her tea while looking at Maia meaningfully.

Maia smiled at her, and blushed into her tea. She heard the clatter of glass and looked up just in time to see the Madame faint, Maia leapt over the small table and held the woman in lovingly in her arms.

"What happened?!" The dockmaster had just rushed in the door and stared at Maia accusingly. She looked innocently up at the man.

"Monsieur Dúmas, I was only caressing your wife gently. She will come to I am sure of it."

"Ah." He replied doubtfully.

"Though this does give you a minute of me all to yourself." She smiled slyly and looked down at her skirt. She knew or hoped he would be true to character. She knew something that very few people knew about the brutish dockmaster. He did exactly as she expected and fell to the floor and crawled across the floor towards her.

Maia smiled.

"Mistress, please. It has been so long since your touch."

She reached out and slapped him. Hard. The sound echoing in the small room, she felt Skadi's pleasure.

"Naughty little boy, tell me something. You have a ship being checked out today. Where is it headed and who has it." She ran her nails down his neck, he shivered and wagged his ass like a puppy.

"Lord Maquette, Mistress and he is bound for the new world." The words fell from his lips without any further pressure from her. Another finger on a button and she shoved it past his lips and he gratefully sucked on her finger. She tousled his hair lovingly, and watched him collapse on the floor.

"Finalement." She stood, and she know the staff was listening, and she whimpered and moaned for them, then gestured to her Mistress.

<Now what?>
 
Skadi kept her head bowed, finding herself quite amused by the charade. And, more, by how expertly her Eros was handling the situation in general. There was no doubt that she was a worthy partner.

Still, Maia was in somewhat over her head in this particular situation, her skills leaning much more towards the subtle.

“If it pleases, Madame, a journey to the New World is thousands of miles, taking weeks to complete. One does not simply lift anchor and begin such a voyage. Even the largest of vessels will take time to prepare and to stock, not to mention crew as many will not be willing to undertake such a trip and its chances for disaster and fatalities,” Skadi began in her most subservient tone,”So, My Lady, unless your acquaintance, the Lord Maquette, had planned for such a journey, and had made it with such precise timing, and had, somehow foreseen your interactions with him, well, if it pleases, Madame, it hardly seems likely that the ship could be slipping from port just yet.”

Skadi had, without realizing it, taken to pacing around the room in thought.

“Further, if against all odds, His Lordship had, somehow, managed to get such a craft to haul anchor, then I suspect we could find a smaller vessel, one that may not be fitted to reach the new world, but would be swift enough to overtake his Lordship’s more ponderous boat. A frigate, one might think, would suffice. Perhaps, if Madame had not been quite so swift to send her ‘naughty little boy’, the dockmaster, to sleep we could have obtained information both about His Lordship’s vessel of choice and our own options. If it pleases Madame to listen to the opinions of a mere servant boy.”
 
Maia smirked a little, shook her head and stifled her giggles at her Mistress's tone.

"Bien Sur, ma Mistress, allow me to grant you this boon of information. C'est possible that I was hasty."

She removed her little coat, her strapless dress creamy against her skin, she turned from Skadi then and tossed the coat aside before turning back the woman, and setting her heel on the settee while she lifted her skirts. She moved the material out of the way until her upper thigh was exposed, she grinned as she met the eyes of her Mistress. There attached to her upper thigh were her knives. She began to slowly remove one, she twisted it slightly and watched as the knife slid effortlessly into her skin, the sting of it taking a second to slide along her nerves, her lips parted in a soft gasp and she looked down at the crimson fluid as it welled up and began to run down her thigh.

She removed the knife, and flicked her eyes over to Skadi who had silently moved to her side, she raised her finger to her Mistress's lips, who obliged by licking the tip of Maia's finger. Their eyes were locked on each other, Maia lowered her wet finger to her thigh and ran it over the cut, the bond between the women sealing the wound shut. The warm blood that coated Maia's finger was slippery under her tongue. She smiled, a deadly smile, now at Skadi, and held up her knife.

She spun then and slammed the knife into the hand of the Dockmaster who woke up screaming in pain. She smiled at Skadi.

"Por toi Mistress." She said softly as she made sure the knife held the squirming man, and caressed him softly, quieting him a little, without looking up Maia said smartly, "I do believe you had some questions for him?"

Course she couldn't hide her smile either.
 
Skadi smirked at her 'Madame', enjoying the way the woman could be both subtle and devastatingly cruel.

She crouched before the writhing, whimpering man.

"I shall be direct, little man. You are obviously not one for pain, nor bravery, only money and sex,"a smirk to the Eros, "When is Maquette's boat leaving? Is it already prepared?"

"I-I-It will be ready to sail by mid-day, but not likely before. It was originally for tomorrow, but Lord Maquette contacted me earlier today, telling me he would need it as soon as possible. The Last Horizon is the only ship in dock capable of such a voyage."

"Good, then. We may yet have our prey. But, in the event we do not, is there a ship at the dock capable of overtaking the Horizon?"

"Yes, yes the Morning Blade, Morning Blade could do it, if crewed well. But that ship belongs to Monsieur and madame Dinsal, and they are unlikely to let it go as it is the source of much of their...wealth."

Skadi was pleased at how the mind became loose under certain pressures, pain vanishing into the background, but also judgement.

"You have misgivings about Dinsal?"

"It is said that the Morning Blade is a vessal of 'privateers', pirates with a uniform. And so their wealth is ill-gotten. So it is said."

"Well then, it would certainly have been a shame if our day did not take more turns and twists, wouldn't you agree, My Lady?"
 
Maia wasn't thinking of the man under her fingertips when she deftly hit the pressure point to make him sleep again, her eyes were locked to her Mistress and her mind was running.

"Think you can handle being a "servant boy" a little longer?" She smiled, and shivered as Skadi let loose a flood of pleasure between them both. Maia was ready to feel her Mistresses bloodlust. She turned from the two on the floor, and grabbed her things.

Facing the mirror, Maia willed the bodice of living fabric to lower, and she shook some of the curls free from their holdings, her lips she bit and applied a little rouge, and her corset tightened around her, forcing smaller gasps but the effect overall made the already beautiful Maia, just a little cheaper, showier and flashier.

"Now we must both endure the ham handed approach of men." She rolled her eyes, and stepped close to Skadi.

"I will gain us entry to the Morning Blade, but you will have to win the heart of the crew." Maia kissed the soft lips of her Mistress, turned on her heel and strode to the docks.

The men were rapt with fascination, and Monsieur Dinsal had no trouble with them booking passage on their boat. He had no difficulty with anything, he was dead and floating in the docks. Maia licked her lips, the poison on them stinging her tongue, she couldn't help it, though she knew Skadi was boring holes into her back.

"Come now boy" She said imperiously, while the "men" loaded their things. They had discovered that the Horizon had indeed already set sail and was headed to the new world. The crew of the Morning Blade believe that Maia was headed to Portugal to rendezvous with a Lord. But that Maia being overcautious had purchased supplies for a trip twice that long. Maia went to her cabin as they set off, Skadi trailing after her.

"Well, they are yours, I expect we will be underway soon?" Maia looked to her Mistress while removing her dress, and crawling into the small bed. She giggled to herself while Skadi poured forth just what she'd like to do with the crew and Maia. "Oh go on then." She yawned and closed her eyes, "I expect that you'll fuck with them. And then with me." She curled up and was quickly asleep knowing that when she was shaken awake next it would be her mistress and they would again be hunting their quarry.
 
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