CHAPTER 28
Claude stared at her.
She stared back at him the silence filling the room.
"Sanelle why aren't you answering my questions?"
Sanelle looked at him not even answering as she felt the need to walk out the room.
Why would Sebastian say something like that, why would he treat her like that.
Why was he wearing those gloves?
"Sanelle?"
"No-I don't want to answer any more questions." She said shaking her head from side to side. She wanted to see Sebastian to try that all over again.
Claude looked at her, "I never meant to pry but a demon's hearing is sharp. I see you got- rejected"
She froze looking up at him.
"I mean….think about it, it's no surprise that he would reject you." He said with a straight face, "You're both opposites."
"Opposites attract."
"He's a demon." he replied
"I-I might have a chance."
"A chance even after such a straightforward rejection."
She looked at him and smiled, "But he- after all we've done."
"Your just his slave."
"But.."
"Your just a slave." He replied once more closing the book as he removed his glasses running his hand through his hair then placing them back on. "Realize that you are in reality , not the world you've created in your head where you and him belong"
She looked down in her lap, "What…what is he doing now?" She said in a low shaky voice avoiding his stare.
"Isn't it obvious….with you in a state like this he needs to be entertained. He's temporarily replaced you with another slave, once you're in the pandemonium, your easily replaced."
"I'm being….replaced?"
"First it was Ceil…now it's you….that's Sebastian Michealis for you Sanelle Collonae , don't get me wrong he's not a bad creature….Your just the one who's the slave."
In the Cellar
"Don't do that-Ah- Master please-Ah!"
The whip cracked against her skin and blood splashed on the floor as Sebastian raised the whip once more repeating the action.
The blonde screamed in agony and pain as she felt the whip slashing against her skin and she found the pain step by step more and more unbearable. He pitied her state but offered her nothing more than his pleasure; doing it again. She was a weak, a quite feeble one. Yet she was the only they could provide.
No…he was wrong. As the chairman of the pandemonium the best are always reserved for him. It wasn't that she was weak. He was just too strong.
Doing something like this with Sanelle was much easier. The scent of her blood was intoxicating. Her screams were lustful her pleads where anointing, oh and the look in her eyes could draw you into a never ending world.
"Master….why have you stopped?"
He turned to his 'slave' looking at her. Her body covered in scars. She was turned towards him her naked body in view she was okay with having him see her. It was much better…with Sanelle. She would be flustered at having him stare at her regardless of the countless times he'd seen her.
"I'll unstrap you now, that's enough."
"No please chairman beat me more. You have paid a handsome sum for my body you may break and hurt me as you please."
He looked at her and paused for a while. The things I would do you if I please you probably wouldn't heal.
"Its okay I've had enough."
"Oh."
He undid her hand cuffs and she fell on her wobbly feet. "Ouch ummm- would you like to have sex with me…I still have energy left"
"No I rather not." He said without looking at her.
He was a demon but that never meant he was completely gruesome. As pleasing it would have been to raped or since she asked for it to be done, have sex with her in her state, he left those actions back to his younger days when he ran around imitating the devil himself as he raped even younger girls and young boys, killed families, committed genocides, murder even pastors and priests. Those days were over and he adopted the act of….feelings.
As he was about to open the draw to take off his gloves and place them in it, there was a sudden change in the airwave and the sound of something crashing echoed through the basement.
He paused.
Sebastian instructed her to stay put as he went up to the stairs heading for where Sanelle was.
What was that noise?
Where did it come from?
Doesn't matter he needs to make sure that matters were all fine. He mounted up the second staircase coming to the hall to see that everything looked normal.
CRASH!
This time it did come from the room Sanelle and Claude was in.
He opened the door stepping into the room. The room was literally-
"Master" Sanelle said turning around smiling. She made her way to him looking back to the chair where Claude sat-or rather- should have been sitting. The entire half of the chair was gone including the crack in the wall and the window was broken as if someone had jumped through and worse….
Claude's hand was on the ground.
Sebastian turned looking down at his servant that hung on closely to him.
She looked back up at him smiling like the innocent flower she was….