Fallen Angels, Chapter 2
''Nn... where... am I...?''
Nia stirred from her daze, vision blurry and a powerful feeling of disorientation swirling through her skull. She sluggishly lifted her head and looked around, initially not registering where she was before her eyesight adjusted, revealing a large metal room. When she tried to move the metallic jingling of chains reached her ears, eliciting a frown from the Spirit... before she remembered.
Namely, what this place was. The DEM facility.
'No... impossible...' Nia mentally murmured, stiffening up in instinctual fear, the memories of her prior capture coming back to her.
She tugged on her chains and grimaced when her limbs could barely move, and a tentative test revealed she couldn't interact with her Angel either, reinforcing the idea that she was back at the DEM. Only they had access to such powerful anti-Spirit technology. Her last memory was of falling asleep reading a somewhat-interesting romance manga, and mentally she chided herself for not putting up some form of defence, some way to warn her of an intruder intent on capturing her.
The sound of a door opening drew her full attention, her gaze darting ahead – tensing up as she saw Isaac himself entering the room. Behind him was Ellen, his dutiful assistant, and two nameless DEM Grunts. She didn't pay them more than a brief glance, knowing from experience the real threat here was Isaac himself. He was the one who called the shots, the one to be afraid of.
And as she was, she was powerless to resist whatever torture he had in mind.
''Ah, 'Sister'. You look lovely today.'' Isaac greeted with mock-pleasantness, smiling mockingly.
''Isaac.'' Nia intoned dully, carefully hiding her emotions – not giving him the satisfaction of seeing her distress, her panic.
''My, don't give me such a flat look.'' He chuckled, slowly approaching her. ''I'd thought you be happy to see me, what with our... experience, with one another.''
''I think I'd rather spend my time with some ants, thank you very much.'' Nia retorted tonelessly, her words visceral but her tone empty.
Isaac laughed softly – before his hand snapped out, slapping her across the face. The sudden slap took her by surprise, head jerking to the side and her cheek stinging. For a long moment she didn't dare breathe, her mind stalling until she snapped out of it.
''Y-You hit me...''
''Ah, sorry about that.'' Isaac smiled almost-sheepishly. ''Your friend, 'Angel', had quite scathing words for me. You just happened to be the next Spirit I visited and, well, it's best that I let my displeasure out on you, and not one of my loyal subordinates, hm?''
Nia didn't reply to that, too shocked by the sudden attack to properly think. It wasn't the first time he had laid hands on her, but it was the first time in a long while. He had quickly grown bored of physically torturing her years ago, favouring mental torture or spiritual experiments instead.
''Hm, well I suppose I've wasted enough time chatting.'' Isaac noted, drawing her attention. ''Given you were its previous wielder, I'm sure you're familiar with this technique... Beelzebub, Ashufiriya.''
Nia blinked, and when her eyes opened, she was in another world.
X-x-X
''Nn...?''
Nia grunted, a painful throbbing pulsating behind her eyes and making her screw her eyes shut. She waited for what felt like minutes, the aching pain dissolving away until it was gone entirely.
When she opened her eyes she found herself in an unfamiliar room, cylindrical in shape and built from large stone bricks. The Spirit pushed herself up into a sitting position, glancing down and taking note of the fact she was in a bed. A very fancy-looking, king-sized bed – four wooden pillars at each corner to support a thin fabric curtain that hung around her bed, transparent enough that she could see through them.
''Great...'' Nia grumbled, gently throwing the covers off her and swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. ''Where am I now?''
She brushed the thin curtain aside, revealing the room in more detail. A small, old-style bookshelf stood over to the left while a worn table and chair was over by the right. Wall-mounted torches lined the walls, the flames gently flickering. At the far end of the room was an old wooden door, the metal handle only accentuating how ancient it looked.
A quick look down also revealed that she was clad in her Astral Dress. However after a cursory examination she found that to be a lie – rather, she was wearing an outfit that looked like her Astral Dress, but was in fact nothing more than a powerless clone. She couldn't draw any power from it, though she took some small comfort from the familiar material.
''Hm...'' Nia hummed quietly, carefully examining the room before approaching the door. If she was correct in her assumption, she was in a fairy tale – but what fairy tale, she didn't know. The list of existing fairy tales numbered in the thousands if not tens of thousands, and with the vast amount of information Isaac held, he could pick and choose literally any of them.
Pushing open the door with a grunt, Nia stepped out into the staircase beyond, curving downwards. With caution in her step she descended, one hand on the wall to steady her. When she reached the bottom she found herself in an unfamiliar hallway, more reminiscent of a castle than any sort of house.
''Hm... perhaps something to do with a princess?'' Nia muttered, examining the long stone hallway. It had seen better days, with many of the stained-glass windows shattered and the red carpet worn and torn, but it wasn't totally ruined.
She neared one of the windows, her curiosity piqued as she felt heat brush against her skin. However when she leaned out the window her curiosity promptly dissolved into unease. Far below her, like a miniature lake, was lava – bubbling and broiling far below. A cursory glance around told her she was definitely inside a castle of some kind, with only a shaky wooden bridge connecting the front gate and the land mass on the other side.
''Hmph... well, there's my way out...'' The Spirit muttered dryly, pulling back from the window.
She was so deep in her thoughts she didn't hear the approaching footsteps immediately. The rattling of metal, however, definitely drew her attention.
Nia looked down the long hallway, spotting an approaching figure clad partially clad in armour – a Knight. A closer inspection revealed it wasn't a full set of armour, wearing only a silver chest-piece over a leather shirt, a heraldry helmet and some metal arm-guards. Definitely not the stereotypical Knight, but she supposed it offered more mobility – that, or he couldn't cross the wooden bridge with so much armour on him. The added weight may very well break the bridge.
Upon seeing her react the Knight raised a hand in a friendly wave, easing her nerves slightly. At least it wasn't an enemy.
''Princess and a Knight story, perhaps?'' Nia murmured before letting the issue go for the moment, striding towards the Knight. ''Hello?''
''Greetings, my lady.'' The Knight greeted, an odd accent to his voice – a strange cross of rough Scottish farmer and high-class English nobleman.
Nia examined the Knight closely as he took his helmet off, revealing a rather unremarkable man with a stubble and black hair. Certainly nobody she had seen before. Given the setting it wasn't impossible to presume it was just some random character imagined up by Isaac.
''Are you here to save me... sir Knight?''
It felt weird to play along, but she'd rather do that and get this over with.
''That I am!'' The nameless man grinned, stepping closer to her – as Nia blushed lightly as he slipped an arm around her, pulling her against him.
''Um, thanks...'' Nia murmured, carefully slipping out of his grip and walked past him. ''Let's get going then...?''
''What's the hurry~?'' He chuckled lightly, his hand settling on her ass and giving her rear a squeeze.
Nia squirmed away from his perverse touch, irritation bubbling. ''Well I'd rather not be trapped in a castle surrounded by lava.''
''Yeah, but wouldn't it be best for you to 'thank' your saviour?'' The Knight asked amusedly, his hand ghosting under her dress and brushing against her bare thigh. The implication wasn't lost on her.
She slapped his hand away, shooting him a scolding look. ''Maybe after we get out of-''
Smack!
Nia stumbled, spots briefly appearing in her vision from the slap. She stared at the Knight in disbelief, not quite registering the sudden blow. His previous cocky expression transformed into an annoyed one, lip curled in disgust.
''You should be more thankful that I didn't leave you to the Dragon that lives here.'' The Knight scowled, gripping her chin before crashing his lips against hers.
The sudden kiss startled Nia, stiffened up in shock. He hungrily kissed her, their lips meshing together roughly as he dominated her without hesitation. Only when one of his hands landed on her ass did she snap out of it, struggling against his broader frame and panicking when she couldn't escape.
He pulled back from the kiss for a brief second to breathe, roughly pressing his lips against hers a second later and muffling her grunts of protests. Nia writhed and struggled as he groped her ass, his other hand gripping her right arm. He pushed her up against the wall, unintentionally stopping her from lashing out with her free arm, barely able to move it due to the angle.
''Nn!'' Nia grunted angrily, jerking her head to the side and breaking off from the forced kiss. ''H-How dare y- Ah!''
A surprised gasp slipped past her lips as the Knight attacked her neck, planting a wet kiss on her sensitive skin. Nia squirmed at the strange feeling, kneeing the man in the legs to no effect – hissing as he suddenly slapped her ass, her skin stinging from the perverse hit. Her cheeks flushed scarlet as he chuckled into her neck, rearing his hand back and smacking her rear again, eliciting another stifled hiss from the Spirit.
The Knight pulled back from her neck and withdrew his hands, and for a brief second she thought he was content – that he simply wanted a quick fondle and that was it. Any such relief was crushed as the Knight slipped his greedy hands up her dress and pushed her black bra up, his hands wrapping around her small breasts.
''L-Let go... of me!'' Nia growled, gripping his wrists and attempting to pull his lustful hands away – a shudder running through her as he roughly squeezed her tits.
''Nah.'' The Knight chuckled, leaning in and biting her lip – eliciting a startled gasp from the Spirit, letting him capture her lips in another rough kiss.
He soon got bored of simply fondling her, his hands releasing her breasts. Instead one hand slipped down her stomach, and a gasp escaped Nia as it dipped into her black panties, his probing fingers rubbing against her pussy. A reflexive spasm ran through her at his touch, groaning into the unwanted kiss as he molested her. Her hips buckled as he greedily pushed two fingers into her virgin folds, fingering her with lustful eagerness.
''Hn...!'' Nia grunted, gripping his wrist and trying weakly to pull his hand away, refusing to admit how surprisingly good his fingers felt.
''Like that, huh?'' The perverted Knight chuckled, pressing his thumb against her clit and drawing out a sharp gasp from Nia.
She shot him a venomous look in response, releasing his wrist and instead aiming for his face, intent on slapping him. The Knight seemed to know what she intended, as before she even raised her hand he suddenly grasped her right arm and suddenly spun her around – her ass pressing against his leather pants, his rock-hard erection easily evident through the thin clothing. He looped his free arm around her stomach to keep her in place, keeping his other hand in her panties and fingers still plunging into her pussy.
''H-Haah...'' Nia breathed shakily, biting her lip to withhold a reluctant moan. Despite her best effort she couldn't stop it completely, groaning softly as he added a third finger into her pussy, stirring up her insides with his digits.
His aggressive fingering made her arch her back slightly, unknowingly grinding her ass against his crotch, much to his silent delight. Her thin nun dress and side-tie panties did little to hide her curves, letting him feel her soft ass against his barely-hidden cock – and within a minute, the sensation was enough to drive the Knight mad.
Nia gasped as he suddenly yanked his fingers out of her pussy, the sudden emptiness making her stomach twist. Her brief moment of distraction was enough, his hand leaving her stomach as he grabbed her shoulders – before pushing her forth.
''Nn!'' The Spirit grunted, stumbling into the wall – placing her hands in front of her so she didn't face-plant against it.
The Knight got behind her, flipping up her nun dress and revealing her peachy legs and black panties – a shiver running through her as he promptly yanked her underwear down her thighs, revealing her ass to him. He pressed one hand against her back, pushing her against the wall and keeping her in place with his greater strength.
Nia froze as she heard the sound of material fluttering, catching a glimpse of his leather pants falling around his knees. ''Wait, don't...''
Her fears were confirmed as she felt his erect cock rub against her butt before he guided it down, pressing the tip against her pussy. She struggled frantically but his hand kept her pinned, pushing harder when she struggled – her breasts pressing against the cool stone and making it hard to breathe.
''Hn-!'' Nia sucked in a sharp breath, his cock parting her virgin folds before sinking into her pussy slowly.
The Knight groaned lustfully as her hot tightness surrounded his cock, his prior fingering having gotten her wet enough that he pushed inside with minimal resistance. He gripped her left hip with his free hand, hissing as he buried his cock deeper into her pussy and rolling his hips to speed the process along. Within seconds his entire cock was inside her folds, her inner walls squeezing his cock.
Nia bit her lip and hissed as he pulled out, plunging back in a second later and eliciting a sharp grunt from the nun-dressed Spirit. Pain tickled her nerves but it wasn't as painful as she expected, no doubt due to his teasing – a flicker of guilt in her stomach, knowing that on some level her body was enjoying this. Maybe she wasn't, but her body was, and the knowledge, the helplessness, was enough to make her sick.
''Haah... pull out, you asshole...'' Nia breathed shakily, groaning as he filled her again – his thrusts slowly picking up speed, setting her nerves alight with unwanted pleasure.
''Why?'' The Knight chuckled breathlessly. ''You seem to like it.''
''L-Like hell- Nn, I do...!'' Nia shot back heatedly, blushing angrily at his mocking laugh.
A surprised yelp escaped her as he lifted his left hand, bringing it back down in a harsh smack against her thigh. The stinging pain was eased as he rubbed the sore spot, only to slap it a second later. Her muscles tensed up each time pain lanced through her – her pussy tightening around the Knight's cock, only encouraging him to do it more.
''Mn... ah...'' Nia moaned quietly, cringing as his cock continuously pumped into her. His thrusts were becoming faster and rougher, her arousal coating his cock and letting him fuck her even easier.
The Knight chuckled behind her, surprisingly slowing his thrusts. ''Let's try something... else, then.''
He stopped pressing against her back, gripping both her hips with his hands and tugging her to the side. Nia grunted, stumbling from his pull and forced to waddle to the side, shuddering as his cock throbbed inside her. It was hard to move with him still inside her, but in the end she didn't have to move more than two feet to the right... and towards the open window.
''Wait-?!'' Nia's eyes widened, a gasp slipping past her lips as he pushed her forwards – her upper body hanging out the broken window. In a panic she grabbed onto the sides of the frame, uncaring of the glass that dug into her hands, too busy looking down at the searing lava far below.
''P-Pull me back, i-idiot!'' Nia yelled, gasping as he resumed thrusting into her. ''S-Stop!''
The Knight only laughed in response, gripping her hips tightly as he pounded into her from behind. The danger of falling made her stomach twist, fear mixing with unwanted pleasure as the Knight continued to fuck her at the same time. And despite herself she found herself moaning, her heart pounding in her ears as she struggled to keep her grip on the window frame, lest she fall into the lava below.
''Haha!'' The Knight laughed mockingly, slapping her thigh again – eliciting a gasp from Nia. ''Looks like you love it after all, Princess! C'mon, let your voice out!''
Nia shuddered, gritting her teeth and stubbornly refusing even as pleasure bubbled through her. Something he seemed to notice.
''Maybe if you moan, I'll pull you back~'' He told her cockily, smacking her thigh. ''Moan for me, Princess.''
''...a-ah...'' Nia reluctantly moaned, shuddering at the sound of her own voice. ''M-Mm... ah...''
Her stomach burned with embarrassment, her body shaking both from humiliation and pleasure. Her pussy burned with lustful desire, the heat only becoming worse as the Knight pounded into her folds, stuffing her to the brim each time with his ample cock. Despite her own feelings she obeyed his words, not holding back her lewd moans and hoping he would pull her back soon.
Unconsciously she began moving her hips, squirming in place as her pelvis twisted and tightened as she drew closer to climax, his throbbing cock slamming into her with increasing roughness as the Knight also neared his limit. Nia didn't notice immediately, too busy immersing herself in the pleasure and moaning loudly, going as far as pushing her ass back towards him in an attempt to make him pull her back.
She was stirred out of her heated daze as the Knight groaned, his thrusts briefly slowing before he suddenly rammed his cock deep into her – eliciting a sharp gasp from Nia, before her eyes widened as she felt hot ropes of cum spurt into her pussy.
The sensation was enough to tip her over the edge, a startled cry escaping her as she orgasmed. ''A-Ah~!''
The Knight groaned as her pussy tightened around his dick, eagerly humping her and extending her climax, her pussy milking his dick for every last drop of cum. He watched with amusement as she very nearly went slack as her orgasm ended, barely gripping onto the window frame for support.
''As promised.'' The Knight remarked smugly, walking back a step and tugging her with her – pulling out of her hot pussy and letting her fall to the ground, panting heavily. ''Heh, you can't deny you liked it, Princess.''
''S-Shut... up...'' Nia gasped out, swallowing as she brushed her hand against her overflowing pussy – his cum coating her fingertips. ''You didn't...''
''I did.'' He grinned maliciously at her, leaning down and grabbing her arm – yanking her towards him, and throwing her over his shoulder.
Nia grunted at the sudden position change, dazed for a brief second before he started walking. ''W-Where are you... taking me?''
''Somewhere.'' The Knight responded, reaching up and smacking her ass as he walked, chuckling at her sharp gasp. ''Every time you open your mouth, I'll spank you. Maybe then you'll learn to do as I say, Princess.''
''I- ah~!'' Nia bit her lip, ass stinging as he slapped her rear again.
The Knight chuckled as she fell silent, growling lowly as he carried her away – leaving his leather pants back by the broken window, uncaring that he was naked below the waist.
Silence reigned for a long few minutes as they traversed the grand halls of the castle, punctuated solely by Nia's quiet struggles as she attempted to slither out of his one-armed grip, often earning another spank for her troubles. Not that she was in any state to run even if she did get away; both the repeated slaps and her orgasm had left her legs weak, far too weak to be able to run away.
Soon they reached their destination – the throne room. Nia couldn't see what laid ahead due to facing backwards, but as she was carried further into the room she slowly took notice of various gold and silver objects scattered around near the rim of the room, like stolen treasure. The reason quickly became apparent as the Knight tugged her off his shoulder, instead laying her down onto a stone table in the centre of the room.
''We're here!''
Nia looked down, her heart sinking as she saw what the Knight was talking to. A Dragon. Granted it wasn't as big as its mythological cousins, being around ten foot tall and remarkably humanoid, but it was undoubtedly a Dragon. Scarlet red scales with a beige underbelly, gold reptilian eyes and a draconic head, with sharp talons on its feet and hands, and a pair of wings on its back.
The creature crawled off the oversized throne at the end of the room, moving on all fours towards her before rising up onto its hind legs – her face becoming red as she saw a very large cock hanging between its legs.
''O-Oi...'' Nia squirmed back, but the Knight gripped her shoulders to stop her. ''Y-You're friends with him?''
''Of course.'' The Knight smirked. ''And he wants a turn with your body too.''
''T-That thing will never fit!'' Nia barked, panic rising in her chest as she noticed the Dragon's cock slowly swelling – the Dragon itself looking at her pussy with evident lust. ''I-It'll break me in two! Hell, I-I'll probably die!''
''You're a Spirit, ain'tcha?'' The Knight murmured lowly, making Nia freeze. ''You'll survive, and heal, afterwards.''
''W-Wait, h-how do you-''
''Ah, I broke character.'' The Knight interrupted her, faux-sighing. ''My bad.''
Any further questions were silenced as the Dragon loomed over, the Knight helpfully pushing her towards it. The Dragon laid its hands over her spread legs to stop her closing them, and Nia struggled frantically as its large cock brushed against her pussy – the sheer girth frightening her.
''D-Don't!'' Nia yelled at the creature, and she swore she saw a spark of amusement in its bestial eyes.
She frantically glanced back at the Knight. ''Y-You can f-fuck me instead! Y-You want that, right? I-I'll do anything y-you want me to, a-and you can do whatever you want to me!''
The Knight only chuckled in reply, walking around to her side. Her view of the Dragon was obscured as the Knight mounted her stomach, his erect cock hovering right in front of her face.
''Fine, here's the deal. You suck me off and get me to cum, I'll call him off. You don't and... well, safe to say you won't be able to walk for a week and you'll be having Dragon babies for the foreseeable future.''
Nia swallowed, reluctantly opening her mouth. The Knight grinned at the sight, shuffling closer and rolling his hips, groaning approvingly as she pushed his cock into her mouth. She immediately closed her lips around his shaft, tasting herself on his dick as she tried sucking him off as best she could, her tongue lapping at the underside of his cock frantically.
The Knight threaded his hands through her grey hair, rolling his hips and gently thrusting into her mouth, nearly making her gag as she felt his cock hit the back of her throat. However her attention was harshly stolen as she felt the Dragon's cock press against her pussy, prying her folds apart and pushing inside.
''Nn! Sthp!'' Nia cried, the sound muffled by the cock in her mouth.
Neither the Knight nor the Dragon bothered to acknowledge her, and Nia let out a choked cry as the Dragon's cock penetrated her. It was huge. Compared to the Knight's above-average dick, the Dragon was large enough that the tip alone was nearly enough to break her, stretching her inner walls to their limits. Had she been a normal girl she had no doubt that she would've been ripped apart by its sheer girth, and it was only her nature as a Spirit that kept her together.
The Dragon kept pushing its cock into her until it bumped against her cervix, barely a third of its huge cock buried inside her. Almost immediately it reared its hips back before pushing back in, its thrusts mercifully short yet painful enough to sap the oxygen from her lungs. It was simply too big for her, too big for any human being. It didn't help that, despite her wetness, she had only been fucked once before – that being the Knight currently fucking her face.
As if reading her mind the Knight tightened his grip on her hair, returning Nia to her senses, if only briefly. She remembered what he told her and quickly resumed sucking him off, frantically swirling her tongue around his cock and desperately trying to coax him to climax – his low groan making a flicker of hope burn in her heart.
'C'mon...!' Nia pleaded, whimpering as the Dragon bumped against her cervix again, stuffing her so much she was afraid its dick would break her apart.
She had never given a blow-job before, but she knew a little from her more erotic books – desperately putting that meagre knowledge to use, using every trick she knew from teasing him with her tongue to letting her teeth graze his dick. It was clearly working if his blissful groans were any indication, but it wasn't making him cum fast enough. Every second the Dragon was violating her pussy was another second closer to her demise.
''Ahh, that's good...'' The Knight grinned tightly, stroking her hair as she desperately sucked him off.
Nia moaned in reply, meeting his gaze as she blew him, using her tongue to stroke his cock at the same time. Her mind was fogging up, becoming harder to think as the Dragon continued to violate her, destroying her pussy with each thrust. Nothing but the dick in her mouth mattered, anything else became secondary – if she could make him cum, then the pain would be over. That was all that mattered.
''Nn...!'' The Knight grunted, gripping her hair roughly, actively thrusting against her face. ''Yeah... that's it... drink it all, you little... Nn... haah...''
He was close, Nia realised. The knowledge made her speed up, ravenously licking the underside of his cock and trying to coax out his cum – dimly feeling the Dragon's cock twitching inside her stuffed pussy. She didn't pay it any mind, too busy trying to make the Knight cum in her mouth. In the end it didn't take more than a minute.
''Hn!'' The Knight grit his teeth, groaning as hot pleasure burned down his cock – before unloading spurts of cum straight down her throat, eliciting a muffled moan from Nia.
His climax came too late, however. Behind him the Dragon let out a low hiss, its large cock pulsating before it shot thick ropes of cum into Nia's pussy and painting her insides white with its seed. The sensation made Nia spasm blindly, a mini-orgasm rippling through her as the creature impregnated her.
''Haah...'' The Knight sighed in content, pulling his cock out of Nia's mouth – smirking when he saw the dead look in her eyes, her tongue blindly licking where his cock once was. ''Heh. Looks like she couldn't handle it anymore.''
He climbed off her, shooting a smirk up at his draconic companion.
''I'll take her down to the river and wash her up. She should be back to normal by them, kehehe...''
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