I waited alone for a long time in the room. I had easily unpacked everything from my bag. Being that my mother was a wyll and a type if gypsy, I didn't own much. From my bag I pulled out a spellbook given to me by a traveling witch, a small crystal ball, a hair brush, and a magic wand. I hadn't used my wand in a while, so it felt new in my hands. It wasn't anything special. It was about eight inches long, brown, and had gold spiders carved into its wooden surface. I could feel my magic when I held the wand. I didn't like the feeling so I set it on my nightstand next to my flowers.
"Hello there." I was startled as someone placed a black rose in front of my face. I hadn't heard the door open yet they still came in. The person was sitting behind me so I couldn't see their face. I turned to find Claude's half smile glowing at me.
"Hello." Was all I could say before Claude reached across me and placed the rose into my vase. His flower stuck out from all the other flowers. The others were happy and welcoming, while his was dark and mysterious.
After putting the flower away Claude put his head in my lap and looked up at me. "What do you think of the room? Is it too much for your taste?"
"I love it Claude. Thank you." I held my hair back as I bent down and pecked a small kiss upon his forehead. After seeing him smile I ran my fingers through his hair. His hair was dirty and made my finger feel kind of gross, so I chuckled and said, "Do you need me to wash your hair? It's filthy."
"I'm too busy to wash my hair." Clause looked up at me and smiled. "But your idea does sound pretty good." With that he sat up so that his legs were out stretched, an arm was on the other side of my lap, and his face parallel to mine. He passionately kissed my lips. He grabbed the back of my head with his other hand and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Claude made me fall backwards onto the bed. Once I was down he moved his legs as if to mount me and began kissing the crook of my neck. It was a very pleasing sensation, and I wasn't sure what to do. Claude then tried nibbling on my ear seductively while he untied the corset of my dress. I could now see what he wanted with me and I was scared of the turn out. I whispered into his ear, "Claude. What are you doing?"
"Don't you like it?" Was all he said as he ran a hand up the skirt of my dress and over my leg. It was true that I was liking it, but I was afraid of Claude's strength over me. He left my ear, wrapped his arms around my waist, and lifted me slightly to get a better hold on kissing my neck. I placed my elbows in his trying to release myself from his passion. Only then did he whisper in my ear, "If you are to be mine I must mark you as such. Are you ready for such a mark?"
"No." I tried to pull away but Claude pinned me to the bed and suckled my breast.
"Good. It's better when you fight back." Claude then undressed me with his teeth and began to mark me. I fought him but his strength over powered me. Why was he doing this to me? He was so kind to me and now my kind Claude was using my body like a jungle gym. My body wanted more. Why did this feel good to me? I had just be abused by a man I thought was kind to me and yet I still felt that I loved him. His pale body intertwined with mine, making me make all sorts of noises. I let out a small scream and said, "It hurts! It hurts Claude!"
"Shhhh, my love. It will be over soon. I promise." With that Claude kissed my neck one last time before I closed my eyes in pleasure. What had he done to me? I felt connected to him more, and yet I still knew nothing about him. All my senses were numb. I could only feel Claude's body pulsing within my own. The longer he took, the harder he pushed, before he stopped and kissed my neck. After Claude had finished he laid with his back down on my bed. I don't know why, but I crawled to his right side and placed my head and hand on his chest. Even though he had hurt me in ways indescribable, I still felt that I loved Claude Faustus. He wrapped his right arm around my back before drawing up the covers to surround us. "Your cold my dear. Come closer." I did as I was told. Claude was warmer than I expected for a demon. With both of his arms around me I looked up to his face, he wasn't smiling. But rather than smiling down at me, he wore a kind of sad face. He looked at me and said, "I hurt you. And for that I am truly sorry."
"Why did you mark me Claude? Did I do something wrong?" I put my head on his chest as I looked at his angelic face.
"No. Quite the opposite actually." Claude's glasses had fogged up from his body heat now. He took the glasses off and rubbed his eyes. This was the first time I had seen him without his glasses. He looked very handsome. I didn't want to look away. He placed his glasses next to the vase by my bed and cupped my face in his hands. He said, "I had to mark you. If I didn't another demon would take you away from me. This way, nobody but me can touch you. You are now mine in mind and in body."
I hugged Claude and kissed his chest. "That's romantic Claude. But," I sat up a bit so my face was directly over his and said, "next time, if you want sex. Just ask for it." I kissed his nose and curled back up into his arms. Our naked bodies pressed against each other and we were in our own little world. Until there was a knock at the door.
"What is it?" Claude called back with a bit of irritation in his voice.
The door opened and the triplets stuck their heads through the doorway. Thank goodness Claude had covered us with a blanket, or else those boys would have seen me naked. Canterbury was the one who spoke first, "Sorry for interrupting Claude, but master is waiting to eat dinner now."
"Alright I will be right down." With that the boys left the room and Claude got out of the bed. I watched as Claude fumble with his clothes. His body was still shaking from our burst of passion. He came up to me and kissed my head as he tied his neck tie. He gave me a guilty smile before saying, "you might want to put on a different dress," he nodded toward the shreds of black fabric across my room, "the last one got torn a little during the marking."
"I don't own another dress, love." I giggled at him as his face turned to awe. I guess I should have told him those were my only clothes. He placed a hand on his head as if to say "you idiot" and kissed my head again.
"I will see if Hannah has something you can borrow." Was all he said as he left my room, running to find Hannah. Once he was gone the triplets peeked inside the room again. I chuckled at them and motioned they could come in. I pulled the blanket up so that they wouldn't see anything.
"Did Claude just rape you?" Timber asked.
"Were you hurt?" Thompson questioned.
"Was he mean when he orgasumed?" Canterbury wondered.
"No he didn't rape me, I was only good hurt, and Claude was his normal self the whole time. You boys are very curious aren't you?" I answered all of their questions as calmly as I could. They all nodded at me, making me giggle. They were like children asking what they thought were innocent questions. The boys asked me several more question on the topic of Claude's sex.. It didn't take Hannah to long to get to my room. She was holding a dark green dress.
"Will you three get out of here please? Miss Abby has to change." She calmly asked the boys as she set the dress on the bed. I thanked her and she just answered with, "Where is your dress? Claude said it was torn. Maybe I could fix it." I pointed to the pile of shredded black material on the floor. Hannah's eyes widened and she turned back to me with a smile. "At least it was the dress and not you." We giggled like old friends as she helped me into the dress. It was beautiful. It looked more like a prince arthur style princess then what Hannah was wearing. It had fitted sleeves that opened near the hands. It was trimmed with gold string and had a box out neckline. It was rather simple but just to my liking. Hannah also pinned my hair up in a clean bun before asking, "what do you think?"
She stood me in front of a vanity in my room. I marveled at the sight of myself. "Thank you Hannah. I love it."
"Don't thank me yet. I need it back." Hannah cleaned up the rags on the floor and turned to me right before she left. "Tomorrow the triplets will take you to town to get some clothes of your own. And tell Claude not to wreck this dress."
She left my room in disgust. I was left alone, again, in my room. Was my life going to consist with sitting in a room, having sex with Claude, and doing nothing? Although I didn't mind the bit about Claude, I knew I had to do something other than sit in my room. It was quiet in my room. I lay down on my bed on stared off into space. That's when I heard, "You look lovely ma'am. Are you comfortable?"
"Who is there!?" I sat up quick but noticed no one was in my room. Where was this voice coming from? I looked around and only was spiders. I looked down on a spider that was next to my hand, "Are you the one talking to me?"
"Thank you for not squishing us." This little spider was talking to me in spider language. She had the voice of a child. She couldn't have been older than a small child. She crawled up my arm and whispered in my ear, "Do you like Claude?"
I closed my eyes and smiled at the thought of my Claude. "Yes. I like him very much."
"Is that why you like spiders so much?" The little spider seemed to be more curious than the triplets. This question was strange though. What did my liking of spiders have to do with Claude?
"What do you mean?" My voice cracked a bit as I spoke. Was there something Claude wasn't telling me? And what did it have to do with spiders. The little spider began to act like she wasn't suppose mention Claude and spiders. "You have to tell me little one. I need to know."
"Need to know what, my dear?" Claude, without knocking, came into my room. Shutting the door behind him as he approached my bed. The little spider decided to run while I was distracted. I tried to grab her, but she was too fast. Claude laughed at my display and cupped my face. He said, "What do u need to know, my dear? Ask me anything and I will answer you."
I hesitated a moment before collapsing into Claude chest. Should I ask him about what the spider said? I curled up into a ball and pulled myself close to him. He wrapped his arms around me, chuckled, and kissed my head. I decided it was a good idea to ask. I turned to Claude and said, "one of the spiders asked if I like spiders because I liked you. What would make her ask something like that?"
"It's nothing you need to worry about, Abby." He held my head to his chest. I could here the soft thumping of his heart against my ear. What isn't he telling me? I lifted my eyes to Claude and he smiled down at me. "Are you hungry Abby? I am told I'm a great cook."
"Please, don't change the subject Claude." I sat up and faced him. Our smiles faded as I looked at him. I took a good handful of his dress coat and pulled him as I spoke. "If I don't have to worry then it shouldn't matter if I know. I don't like you keeping things from me, Claude. Please. Please, tell me."
"You won't like me anymore if I tell you." Claude took my hands in his and releases them from his shirt. He bowed his head in order to avoid eye contact with me. I lifted his head to mine. I wasn't going to let him leave without telling me what was going on. "Lock the door and I will show you."
"Alright. Thank you Claude." I kissed his cheek and locked the door. He began taking off his suit and looked at me with the saddest look I had ever seen.
"Don't thank me yet. I will just be glad if you're terrified of me after this." Claude stripped down to nothing but his black briefs. He wouldn't look at me but laid down on his stomach. It was a strange sight. "I would take a seat if I were you." I did as I was told and a sort of dark glow appeared around Claude. His eyes turned a neon pink color. A set of arms started began pushing their way through Claude's skin. But instead of normal human arms Claude produced four spider legs. I had to hold a hand over my mouth in order to not make a sound. Whisker like hairs grew from Claude's legs and arms. Before long his body began to shift as well. His head faded into a spiders head. With in a matter of minutes Claude had transformed into a giant black spider with red strips varying in size across his abdomen. His spoke to me with a mixer of his normal voice and a raspy whisper, "I told you not to thank me. I'm... I'm..."
"Beautiful." I cut him off. I marveled at the amazing creature before me for a while. He was probably the most wonderful thing I had ever seen. Claude looked at me with his four glowing yellow eyes. He seemed to be confused at my reaction. "Claude you're amazing. Can I... No."
I stuck my hand out to touch him but pulled back. What sort of freak would want to pet a spider. Claude let out a small chuckle before nudging me with one if his eight legs. He pulled me close to him and said, "You can pet me if you like. I don't mind."
I ran my fingers through his hairs. I could tell he liked it, for he let out a small purr. I giggled at the sound. After hearing me laugh Claude curled himself up and lay on the floor. I sat down beside my eight legged lover and played with the hairs on his back. Every so often he would let out a soft humming noise and place his head on my lap. I couldn't have been happier. My boyfriend was a giant spider. "Claude what is this form?"
"This is my true demon form." He stood up and faced me. His eyes all staring at me. "Are you afraid?"
"I know I should be," I stood up to face him and instead of running I kissed his head, "but I'm not. It's more like I want you to go back to human form so I can rape the crap out of you."
"Are you saying my spider form turns you on?" With one leg, Claude pulled me close to him.
"I didn't say it doesn't." I giggled as Claude quickly changed back so that his human arm wrapped around my waist. He gave me a passionate kiss before pushing me onto my back. This time I didn't fight him, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Ugh! Who is it?" Claude's voice was angry and you could tell just by his voice that he did not want to be disturbed. When there wasn't an answer Claude got under the blankets of my bed and pulled me with him. He then yelled, "Timber! Thompson! Canterbury! If you want Abby get your asses in here!" Each triplet came into the room with some type of food item. Timber carried a silver player and lid, Thompson carried a pitcher of water and a cup, while Canterbury was holding enough silverware for one. Each boy was shaking uncontrollably. I thought Thompson was going to lose all the water he was shaking so bad. Claude then yelled at the boys again, "Are any of you going to say something or are you just going to stand there?"
"Claude." I glared at Claude and went over to the boys. I took the pitcher from Thompson's hand and put in on my desk. I pushed some hair out of his face before turning again to Claude. "You're scaring them."
Each boy set there thing on my desk. Timber then lifted the lid to his platter and said, "we thought you might be hungry. So we brought you this." On the platter was a meal for one. Some yellow soup, a small pink cookie, and some water.
"Thank you boys. It's very sweet." I kissed each one of their heads. Each one blushed brighter than the other. Claude let out a grunt meaning he was jealous. I chuckled and looked at the triplets. "Thank you boys again but I'm afraid someone is getting pretty jealous. I will see you boys in the morning."
With that, each boy bowed to me and left the room. The second the door shut Claude was standing behind me with his hands around my waist. He kisses my neck before whispering in my ear, "I thought I was going to cook for you." I giggled again as he hungrily nipped at my neck. "And what are you doing with those three tomorrow?"
"I am getting clothes with the boys tomorrow." I turned so that Claude's arms were still around my waist but now his hands rested on my ass. I kissed him lightly and said, "Remember. You tore apart my only dress." Claude chuckled and kissed my nose.
"You better eat before your soup gets cold." Claude pushed a chair under me and kissed my neck. I watched him as he dressed himself for bed. How he got nightclothes into my room, I will never know. He folded his day clothes and put them on my vanity. Claude noticed my stare and knelt beside me. He took the spoon from my hand and dipped it into my soup before saying, "Here. Let me feed you."
