Thread: The Weiss Family's "Temporary" Surrender {darkest_fate&SuperSrs}

Chains rattled as Alaine squirmed, pale lips drawn into a fierce grimace as she felt the dark magic weighing down upon her already weakened form. Try as she might, the twenty-two year-old couldnt recall having ever felt so defenseless in her life. Her armor, made of fine steel and impeccably maintained, had been stripped from her leaving the girl in clothing barely fit for combat. Her blade, a long bastard sword with runes etched upon the steel, had been taken away from her as well. Itd been a part of her family for generations, and itd been in the girls possession since shed been naught more than a child. Its absence left a void that ate away at her very being. In the hands of this demon she was about as fearsome as a babe, the realization sending a distinct chill through her bound form. Teeth grit shed watch as the demoness moved about, her plump lips curled into a mocking grin as she spoke her honeyed words. Alaine had tried her best to ignore the foul creature, a task easier said than done. Like a siren the demons voice pulled at her, the sweetly tone caressing her ears ever so gently. It matched well with the demonesss appearance. Throughout her career Alaine had encountered her fair share of demons. Though they varied in size and appearance most were monstrous in form. Rippling muscles, claws and fangs that could rend flesh with ease, scales and fur. They were the sort of beasts that drew disgust or fear. This demoness, however, inspired a sensation that Alaine thought shed long since repressed. The dark lips, the smooth flawless skin, the way each and every movement seemed to accentuate her features. There was no denying that the demoness Isis possessed a beauty so grand that it was almost unnatural. Even for one that whod denied herself the pleasure of flesh, Alaine found it to incredibly difficult to tear her eyes away. Or, perhaps, it was because shed denied herself so long that the demons half-naked figure drew her gaze so easily. The cold stone floor pressing up against the thin fabric of her tunic, Alaines hands curled into fists as she saw the demoness slowly begin to close the distance. The girl had been laid out upon the blackened floor, belly taut as shackles bound her wrist and ankles. With her armor gone the girl was clad in nothing more than a simple blue tunic and trousers. As Isis grew ever closer however Alaine felt almost naked, her heart pounding every quicker. She wanted to curse the demon, to tell her to come no closer, and yet when her lips parted nothing came out. Isis would face no objections as she crouched down near the bound paladin, the girls body trembling. Shed forbidden herself from enjoying the more carnal pleasures, she told herself she was above such frivolous pursuits, and yet now Alaine found it near impossible to ignore the sense of want that burned in her gut. How would it feel to taste her lips, to have those hands caressing her? How would it feel to actually enjoy life for once? Hold your tongue! Shed manage to hiss, cheeks growing increasingly warm as the demonesss lips nearly brushed against her own. Day in and day out I focused on honing my abilities, I nevernever partook in any of the things that you suggest. I can assure you my will is iron, so dont think that you can tempt me. Yet the quivering in her voice spoke otherwise. You promised me that youd release my mother if I surrendered, I expect you to uphold your end of the bargain. Shed let her head loll to the side, a stray lock of blond hair falling out of her eyes. I may not have my sword, but I can promise you that Im far from defenseless.