Salvation

[RotheAllure]

Hello all ! I am looking for the Demon for this story. He must be charismatic, charming, intelligent, seductive. Able to lure the Angel from her holy place and to enslavement in the depths of hell.

I am looking for an articulate writer, character development, story development, ideas, imagination.

I figure to start the story with the luring and seduction of the angel, to the point of enslavement and all that goes with that, and the ripping off of her wings, and then what happens as time goes on

I honestly have no idea where to go with this story other than the basic ideas above, so am looking for someone who perhaps has some story ideas, of who the Demon is and where the story can go.

Any suggestions and ideas are welcome.

Please PM me with your character and story thoughts and ideas and I will chose a player/writer.

Feel free to PM with any questions as well.​

I have decided to lay the groundwork with her already enslaved and just having had her wings ripped from her.

And as I said before, I would like to write the prequel to this, the meeting, the luring, the seduction, the enslavement, etc, then continue on after the ripping off of the wings. Again any ideas are welcome !!!​

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Darkness.

Midnight darkness, pierced only by the flicker of some far off fire, altho, she could feel the heat. Feel it as if it were burning at her feet. Snaking over her skin, licking at her flesh, devouring her.

She startled awake, jerking back her head, eyes snapping open, searching that darkness, for something, anything, or anyone, someone. Her movement causing the chains that held her to sing out their own lonely song, mingling with the screams. The screams she could hear in the distance, or maybe not so distant. Were those her own screams? Still echoing? Haunting, despairing, agonized screams.

It took her only a moment to feel the blood, still trailing down her back. Thick, warm, the scent was sickening, dripping from her, pooling at her feet.

At her feet, where her wings lay, ripped from her living body. It took her a moment, a moment of staring down at them to realized just what they were, and the small fact that they were HERS.

Tears joined the trailing of blood, the blood lingering down her back, tears lacing down her cheeks.

Those sapphire blue eyes had paled, as if the life, the soul, had been drained.

Was she even an angel anymore?

Another echo of screams filled the air. Were those hers? Or was another suffering the same fate as she? And would salvation find her? Here in the very depths of hell itself? And...................

And........................................

Would He......................... be coming back?

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What is her name? Lyric

What is she? An Angel from the holiest of places

What does she look like? Pale, fair, flawless skin, pure and virginal. Sapphire blue eyes that sparkle as if she were granted her eye color from the oceans themselves, glittering with the reflection of the stars overhead in the night sky. A mane of that same midnight blackness cascades down her back.

A picture of Lyric

Lyric is a pure angel, born within the heavens. Her voice as beautiful as the thunder that rolled across the lands, and as melodic as the cooling breeze of summer. Intelligent and inquisitive, it was her own curiousity that got her in the deepest of trouble.

She had seen Him, just outside the boundries of her world and the real world of mortals. She did not know it then, but He was there to lure her, to capture her, to enslave her. It all started when she had seen Him, her eyes meeting His.

He enchanted her with His words, and His touch.

Enchanted and enslaved her.

Lyric had been lured from the heavens and dragged to the very bowels of hell.

Would salvation ever find her?

 

[Blue Dolphin]

His name is Balzec, Daemon of the Dark.

He was damned to hell in 1547, for using the guise of devout catholicism, to fulfill his bloody and lustful desires.
His speciality was alleged witches, and harlots, whom he would torture, and sexually abuse interminably, never letting them die, until he was satisfied, or bored with them.

Now, 450 or so years later, His Lord Lucifer has given Balzec a task.

He is to abduct the angel Lyric, and take her on the long and tortuous path to abject depravity.

He is to be the dark that lights the way to her demise. A purple cloud of perversion, that will envelop, and eventually consume this angel.
Soon, she will be His, to do with as He wishes.

Lord Lucifer gave Balzec only one proviso.

"You will not fail me."

 

[RotheAllure]

Was Lyric destined to fall? Perhaps, after it all happened, many stated. Perhaps she was.

Her first sighting of Balzec was as benign as a summer day. He was handsome, charming, seductive, and very human looking. Lyric had been assigned the very common, and very normal routine of Guardian Angel. And this day, she was watching over a pretty girl, a pretty girl who crossed the path of Balzec.

Lyric, still being inexpierced in the way of angels, she was young when it came to the holy, did not realize that Mellisa, the pretty girl she was even now watching over, knew the Man she saw.

Lyric did not realize that the Man was not a Man, but a spawn from the depths of hell.

Mellisa, an innocent in all of this, was caught in the middle.

Lyric was fascinated with the interactions between male and female, and when on Guardian duty, she often did something she had been expressly forbidden to do, she would allow herself to enter the soul of the mortal, in an effort to *feel* what they felt.

This particular day, the thought crossed Lyric's mind once again , just as the pretty girl, who bore an interesting resemblence to Lyric herself, lifted her head to meet the gaze of the handsome Man. A smile played across her soft, lightly pink lips, eyes sparkling with the very blue of the sky above, the sky where the Angel lived.

Expressly forbidden, the words whispered into her mind, Expressly forbidden. She was not to enter the soul of a mortal. But she wanted to feel, desperately wanted to feel, and He was so handsome, so very handsome.

It happened in the blink of an eye. She was within, silent, quiet, watching, feeling.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I doubted very much that Lyric was aware of how much we on the dark side, knew of "Guardian Angels". Our great Lord Lucifer kept us fully informed, of both they, and their charges, consequently, it was easy for me to find Lyric`s charge, the girl Mellisa. A pretty young thing, with azure blue eyes to match the sky.

I Balzec, had assumed the form of a young man of Spanish parentage, which, considering my background, seemed most appropriate. We always kept up to date with the modern world of the time, so fitting in was easy, and I felt quite comfortable in my guise of Juan Aravanchez. A twenty seven year old, 6 foot tall, with jet black hair, and strikingly handsome. My Lord Lucifer allowed us much freedom, in our choice of whatever form we wished to take.

Also, I had a singular advantage over Lyric, I could sense her presence, and with enough practise, I had been assured, I would be able to see her in angelic form. For now though, the sensing would suffice. I had started to woo Mellisa, sending her flowers, laying on the charm, mentally seducing her will, until the moment that I knew would come soon, the moment that Lyric took possesion of Melissa`s body.

My plan so far had worked well, we were now friends, we held hands, and kissed often. The next step was a weekend away, I had a place, isolated, in the country, ready for my needs. I mentioned it to Melissa, a weekend in the country, at a property owned by my family, her eyes lit up, as she listened. That was when I felt it, the change, her mind, which I could already access, went silent, and yet she still spoke with me.

The trap was set, and I waited, to see how long Lyric would be inside Melissa. The longer she stayed, the more visible she would be to me when she left her.
And that, would be my first moment of triumph, with many more to follow. Once I had Lyric in my gaze as an angel, I would have the power to lock her in that form. A power that I would use at the right time, and in the right place. My patience had never been a problem, as I had waited 450 years for this moment, and I could easily wait some more.

 

[RotheAllure]

A weekend away!!! Lyric could feel Mellisa's excitement, feel her anticipation, feel how happy she was. The girl was falling in love, in love with Juan Aravanchez, the so very handsome man. Even Lyric found herself strangely attracted to Him, and she wondered if the girl's emotions were bleeding thru into her own. That would not be good. But Lyric did not wish to stop. The feelings, the emotions racing thru the girl's body was like a drug, a drug she had never felt before, and Lyric wanted more.

It was a surprise, a weekend for just the 2 of them. They would leave tonight.

Lyric fed off the happiness that Mellisa felt as she packed for her trip. The girl sang, her voice was soft, but quite pretty, as light as butterfly wings on a summer breeze. Lyric added her own, revelling in what Mellisa felt.

She knew she should leave her soul before the trip. Lyric knew that. But she wanted to feel, desperately wanted to feel.


The night came quickly. Lyric, in her own excitement, did not hear the angels calling to her, trying to warn her. She wanted to see the handsome Man again, the handsome Juan.

The ride to the cottage, it was more of an estate than a cottage, Lucifer took good care of his minions, was more than beautiful. Lyric had seen the world from the heavens, but seeing it thru the eyes of a mortal was even more stunning. She looked around in awe, not realizing that Juan was seeing right thru her, seeing the Angel beneath.

As she got out of the car, she stood there, gazing up at the stars.

"It is so beautiful, so heavenly" Lyric whispered, and it was Lyric that was speaking, in awe, as she stood there.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

The drive to the cottage was wonderful for me, not just because of Mellisa, and the sexual promise that she held for me. But because I knew that temptation had got the better of Lyric, and she was already breaking the Angels cardinal rule.
It was dark when we arived, and as Mellisa stepped from the car, she looked skyward, to the jewels of the night, that floated above us.

"It is so beautiful, so heavenly"

I moved to stand behind her, and slid my arms around her soft warm body.

"It is indeed Mellisa, and yet, it fades into insignicance, when compared to your beauty my love. Here, let me show you something, can you see the three stars in a straight line, over there. That is Orion`s belt, part of the constellation Orion the Hunter. Now, track down from those three, and there are three more, his sword. But one is not a star, more a fuzzy blob, you see it? That is the great Orion Nebula, also known as M45. Millions of new stars are being born there, as we speak."

I nuzzled her neck a little, kissing and licking as she looked at Orion.

"Now then Mellisa, look to the right, a very very bright star, not far above the horizon. That is the planet Venus, yes, Venus the Goddess of love, she is here, to greet us. For she knows, as we do, that tonight is made for love, and for young lovers, to enjoy."

Slowly I turned her around, to kiss her tenderly, as she moulded to my body.

 

[RotheAllure]

Lyric smiled, within her eyes, not just with her lips, as He showed her the stars, and the constellations she knew so very well, she leaning back into Him as He slipped His arms gently around her. She could feel His heart beat, slow and steady, feel the warmth of His breathing, a warmth that was intensified as He lowered His head, allowing His lips to brush along her throat, a sensation that made Lyric tremble, both inwardly and outwardly.

"Now then Mellisa, look to the right, a very very bright star, not far above the horizon. That is the planet Venus, yes, Venus the Goddess of love, she is here, to greet us. For she knows, as we do, that tonight is made for love, and for young lovers, to enjoy."

"call me Lyric" she whispered, not even realizing what she was saying. Her eyes widened for a moment "it was a nickname of mine when I was a child, because I loved the lyrics to lullabyes" Not a complete lie. Lyric the Angel indeed always loved lullabyes, and it was the only thing she could think of.

She turned as He guided her, looking up and into His eyes. There was something flickering within, so deep within, and the Angel, deep within the mortal's body, found herself getting lost within, deep within. Her lips met His, in a soft, tender kiss, she relaxing, allowing the kiss to deepen, her tongue meeting His, touching, tasting, almost tentatively. She was trembling, deeply trembling.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

"call me Lyric...... it was a nickname of mine when I was a child, because I loved the lyrics to lullabyes"

And there it was, the first lie, and the first step on this angels journey into my depravity, and her taking for my Lord Lucifer. Now she had broken two Angel rules, entering her charges body, and telling a lie, she had determined her own destiny, without even realising so.

I smiled as she looked deep into the caverns of my eyes, resisting yet the temptation to attack her mind with mine. There would be time enough for that, I had forever, although I knew that it would not take anywhere near that long.

We kissed for a while, holding each other close, as our ardour increased, until finally, I led her indoors.

"Then Lyric it shall be from now on then dear heart, a beautiful name, that I adore, with such a musical tilt to it.
Please Lyric, sit on the couch, I will light the fire for us, and then pour some wine."

The fire was already laid, I had set things up yesterday, so all that I had to do was put a match to it. I poured the wine, a sweet lambrusco that I had recently discovered, and joined Lyric on the couch, after turning off the lights. Handing Lyric her wine, I spoke in a barely audible whisper, with my ear close to hers.

"A toast dear Lyric, to you, to me, and to love. For tonight love will be ours, as it was always meant to be, sweet, and soft, and gentle."

I knew instinctively that I had a virgin here, and that our first union would be gentle, there was no sense in rushing things. She needed to be initiated slowly into sex, to learn to love it, and then to expand her sexual horizins. Although I doubted that she had any idea of just how far she would expand for me, and for my Lord Lucifer.

 

[RotheAllure]

"A toast dear Lyric, to you, to me, and to love. For tonight love will be ours, as it was always meant to be, sweet, and soft, and gentle."

He knew all the right things to say, that was for sure. Lyric let her eyes close for a moment, as the words floated about her, warm and comforting, much like the soft embrace of her own angelic wings.

The part of her that knew this was wrong, that knew she had breeched 2 rules so far, and was on the very verge of breeching yet another, another that could change her angelic life forever. Angels were not meant to have carnal relations of anykind, outside of another angel. Lyric had been born of an angelic union, she was not a soul that had ascended to the heavens from the mortal world to gain her wings, she was so much more than that. She was pure, and because of that a much more powerful Angel, and much more sought after by those that wish to corrupt, and destroy.

But Lyric's curiousity, and her deep hunger to feel what the mortal's felt, to be desired, and loved beyond her Angelic abilities, had gotten the best of her. Now she was caught in a web that she would not be able to free herself of, if she were not careful. That web was tightening.

A sip of the wine, the warmth flowing down her throat, opened her eyes once more. "For tonight love will be ours, as it was always meant to be, sweet, and soft, and gentle"

"Juan" she whispered, "I, I don't know that I am ready for..............." she let her words trail off. She was speaking as an Angel, or at least partially, trying to stave off the inevitable, but she was also speaking as a virgin, a virgin who wanted to feel, hungered for it, but was afraid, as any virgin should be.

He was leaning so close to her, that as she whispered, her lips brushed His, and she felt that electric warmth of pleasure lightly caress thru her.

This was a battle she would not win, but she didn't realize that.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I pulled back from the first tentative kiss, aware of both her desires, and her fears.
I spoke softly, hypnotically almost, as I placed both of our wine glasses on the table.

"Be not afraid lyric, for Juan will be most gentle, with you, his dream of love."

I let my eyes roam over her body, from the soft leather boots, and up her gypsy style loose skirt. Hovering on the silver belt, and the soft lambswool sweater, that just about reached her tiny waist. Slowly I looked at her breasts, now almost heaving with anticipation, the nipples, I was certain, were by now hardening rapidly.

I kissed her again, letting my tongue trace the line of her lips, as my hand grazed her soft breast, making her jump, as I moved it to caress her silken neck.
The kiss deepened, as Lyric responded, pressing her body into mine.
I moved to kiss her neck, and her throat, as my hand slipped beneath her sweater, feeling the cool skin just below her breast, and massaging gently, teasing, but not yet touching underneath her breasts.

I kissed her again, harder now, slipping my tongue between her lips, as my hand moved to her breast, my thumb rubbing back and forth, across the peak.

Breaking the kiss once more, I whispered into her ear.

"I want you so much Lyric, to kiss you, to caress you, everywhere, I want to kiss you all over Lyric, every square inch of you, my body cries out for you, it cries out in agony , just for you."