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Never had Sheila been so scared in her life. Nothing terrified her more than this man, this monster before her. It was that she was going to be used in such an intimate manner that scared her the most. She had always seen Venger as some distant villain, dangerous to be sure, but there was a distance that made him not truly real. His hands on her breasts and breath in her hair made him concrete in her mind and she wanted to fold in on herself to escape this horrific scene that was about to be played out.

Venger smiled as her fear filled the room. He finally had one of those accursed students of Dungeon Master and he was going to make her suffer. "You fear me."

"I fear what you will do to me, Master."

He held her neck in his hand, holding it tight enough to let her know how vulnerable she was. "What actions do you fear the most? Answer me Sheila." His hand at her throat moved in a warning motion.

"The idea of you taking me." She was in tears and her voice barely a whisper.

Her head was at her chest due to his height. "That is the least of what you should fear from me." A hand reached down and caressed her breasts, one of his nails lightly scratching the nipple.

She breathed in from the new sensation. There was still fear as pain would surely follow and she was not disappointed. He pinched it hard making her scream. His mouth captured hers swallowing her scream as he roughly fondled her.

When she opened her eyes again she was on the bed with Venger looking down at her. He looked very different as his helmet and garb were gone. He had long black hair braided behind him that fell down his back between his wings that seemed to make him more powerful. Sheila wanted to be scared of him but she couldn't help but see his beauty. He was no longer hidden and she reached up to touch him but stopped before she could feel his skin.

"I didn't think that you…you ever wanted…" She was too frightened to finish the sentence.

"Your idea of sex is naïve. The attraction you feel is power, power I now have over you. Give into me, obey me and you'll enjoy everything I do to you. Resist and you'll feel more pain than any of my orcs could derive from you."

His deep voice echoes through her and she was very confused as to what to do. She closed her eyes and nodded then lay perfectly still.

"Give into this and be mine."

Glenna's voice was in her head and the garden room of marble was around them. "How did…?"

Venger looked around and narrowed his eyes in anger for a brief moment. "You've brought us here."

Sheila grew scared from his expression and thought of her room again. A smile grew on Venger's face once again as he gently scraped his thumb nail at her throat. "You will never bring us there again."

"Yes, Master. I'm sorry I didn't know how I did that."

Venger knew very well how that happened and he'll deal with the one responsible later. He brought his full attention to the trembling young woman beneath him. "It seems that you hold a hidden talent. Focus on me Sheila, feel my power."

Sheila looked into his red eyes and breathed in and the intensity of the energy around him. How she had never felt it before was surprising to her. It crackled in the air around them and she let it settle in her skin and she fell.

The sensation of folding into the silk sheets like water covered her skin yet strong arms held her. Her breathing intensified as a pressure built up in her.

"Let go, Sheila."

The voice was distant yet hummed through her and she smiled. Her mind was never so awake and she yearned to soak in that power that now surrounded her. She listened to the voice repeat itself and she obeyed and let herself be taken.

Pain awoke her to her room as she felt herself divided as he moved on top of her. She screamed as she saw that wicked face above her drunk off her agony. "Please…no."

"Give into this pain and you'll be rewarded." He knew the suffering she was in at the moment and he continued to move above her. Either way she would please him this night.

The pain was the most intense that she had ever felt before. This was a different pain, it was deeper and she knew the scar of it would never truly heal. She felt it changing her.

"You took from me." She breathed out through the shocks of pain. "I'll not enjoy this for your pleasure." Tears filled her eyes as he looked down at her. The words surprised her and she wondered what he would do to her for talking so boldly.

He stopped his movements and held her head with his hand. "Then you'll taste nothing but pain tonight. Why would you choose such torture?"

"You can offer nothing else." She was surprised by her courage once again and knew that she would suffer for it.

His smile grew cruel. "One more chance to give in and take the pleasure I and only I can offer you."

Sheila remained quiet. Something told her that it would be better to suffer instead. Venger looked through her with those pitiless red eyes, looking for something. "Then you'll feel pain for my pleasure then."

Sheila screamed as he pushed harder than before and a warm sensation at her head kept her conscious of the actions being done to her. He finished and his wings spread out like some horrific angel.

She looked up and saw anger on his face but it wasn't directed at her. There was something in those eyes that he was trying to hide but she was too tired to think on it. The last thing she saw was him dressed in smoke until it solidified into his helmet and garb then him walking away before everything went black.

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Glenna got up from her bed, covered in sweat as soon as she opened her eyes. She knew that she would live to regret her actions but there was no way for her to escape her punishment. Her door was still unlocked so she held hope that Venger had not found out what she had done yet. Though it was highly unlikely.

She cast a silencing charm on her feet as not to alert the orcs that roamed the halls at night. They only kept away from her because Venger protected her from their claws and rotten breath. Perhaps she acted too rashly, perhaps she didn't but she'll find out in a short amount of time if she didn't get to the garden fast enough.

There were no guards in the halls and she could not sense Shadow Demon close by. No, it was too good to be true, too easy for her to get by that quick. Venger suspected something and he was setting a trap for her. She was too weak to fight him if confronted and he had been waiting a very long time to entrap her in something like this.

Soon she was at the end of the corridor where it split into two sets of stairs. One led up to the main hall then to the chambers where Sheila lay, most likely unconscious and beaten. The other led down to her garden. Both were traps.

Glenna knew something was off and had to do the opposite of what she knew was smart and headed up to tend to Sheila. She usually went up to talk with her at this time of night so it would not seem so out of turn.

As soon as she turned down the corridor to Sheila's chamber she was interrupted by Shadow Demon.

"The girl is in no condition to speak to anyone." He snickered malevolently. "Tomorrow morning would be a better time."

"He's taken her. She'll require my help then." She attempted to move forward but Shadow Demon blocked her path.

"It will be a nightly habit."

She cringed for Sheila and loathed that trickster sprit before her. "Then I'll make it a habit to bring my teas and herbs for her. Now move aside!"

Shadow Demon simply laughed and slid into a crack in the wall. Glenna frowned and made her way to the chamber and entered it.

Sheila was naked, passed out and there was a soft smell of blood in the air. Glenna quickly rushed to the bed and was thankful that the damage wasn't as bad as she had thought. It was the heat of the room intensifying the metallic smell of the blood.

Glenna sat on the edge of the bed after preparing a bath and gently shook Sheila. "Please wake up. You need to be tended to."

Sheila woke with a start and curled in onto herself as she still felt the pain. "I can't move." Her voice was a whisper and she didn't want to say another word; anything to remind her of what happened to her.

"Come now my dear. I know it's painful so I prepared a bath for you. It will heal you."

Each attempt was met with failure as Sheila attempted to pull the covers over herself.

Glenna tried a different approach. "I cast a spell to the water will sooth you. Don't you trust me? Have I ever hurt you before?"

Sheila looked up at Glenna who smiled back at her. "No, you never hurt me." She held her hand out and Glenna held it until Sheila was ready to get up from the bed. Everything hurt and she felt that she would never recover.

As soon as she settled in the water she felt better. Glenna was there with some soaps and cloths. "Let me clean you. I promise not to harm you." Sheila didn't hear a word Glenna said. All she felt was the hot water, the smell of the herbs and Glenna's voice sing a haunted song. Each note carried her as she felt haunted, hollowed out by ice and the hot water burned in contrast.

"What song is that?" Sheila asked in a subdued voice.

"A song of many young women."

No other words were needed as Glenna continued. Sheila, despite the terror she faced, smiled and hummed the melody off and on as Glenna worked on her.

Before she realized it she was out of the bath and dressed for bed. Sheila hugged the covers to herself and hummed note or two until she fell into a deep sleep.

Glenna frowned knowing that the poor girl would go through more tomorrow and Venger would not allow them any conversation alone after tonight.

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