Archangel Valliere: Futa for Justice (ZnT AU - Chapter 1)
Tristan was known throughout Halkgenia was the Human Country. A neutral place where all races can live and be accepted. A place where the Angels protect and watch over all equally. While mankind are the rulers of Tristan, it isn't unusual to see an Angel acting in a policing capacity.
Thus in the city of Tristaina, capital of Tristan, it did not turn too many eyes to see an Angel flying overhead, chasing after a frantic Succubus trying to run away.
The blue haired Succubus dashed from place to place, switching streets, running under shop roofs before dashing into said shops and leaving out of an open window (annoying and disgruntling the owners for making a racket in their shops).
She was a young thing, obviously in her teens, her body seemingly sculptured to be eye pleasing (then again, Succubus), breasts of human women much older than her, and an ass made for spanking. Jumping from the window of a shop, into the building next to it, and bit her lips to force herself to continue running. She grinned to the bewildered naked couple—from the ring, husband and wife (obviously adventurous since they left the window open, or inattentive)—giving them a thumbs up, before rushing out the room, and to the nearest window to another building.
She landed in an alleyway, changed her illusionary clothes into a non-conspicuous robes, because no one ever notices people in shady robes. If a person is covering themselves from head to toe in a robe then obviously they aren't someone that you need to bother with or notice. It's just plain logic.
Also she can play the whole "being naked under the robes" angle to sate her inner exhibitionist (well, she was naked the whole time, but its the principle of the matter that counts). Surely that Angel, well Archangel if the number of wings is anything to go by, has gotten bored and stopped pursuing her by now.
Just as she was about to enter the street, and get lost in the crowd in her totally non-conspicuous robes, a beam of light shot down from the sky right in front of her.
As the light dissipated, the form the Archangel in a three-point landing, was visible. The Archangel was a contrast in oddities. For one, as she stood up, the Succubus wasn't sure whether to coo at the Archangel's cuteness, or back away in fear. The pink eyes were also adorable, yet their glare was intimidating.
She was barely a meter and a half tall, if you count the combat heels. Her figure was diminutive, small, and yet her presence was much larger. Or it could be the pointed shoulder pads on top of her pauldron. It definitely was an attempt to look scary. Although in contrast to the babyish face with the pink hair next to said pointed shoulder pads, the whole thing just makes her utterly adorable. The rest of her armor was also minimal, a light breastplate for her upper body, her vambrace to cover her arms above thin white arm warmers, along with a four armor plates to cover her hips as well as crotch and her no doubt sexy behind. Under her armor was the standard Angel white one-piece school swimsuit, and it doesn't matter what any of them say, that's a frickin' school swimsuit.
Of course, regardless of her figure those six-wings on the Archangel's back meant business, and that sharp glare promised an undeniable pain for the Succubus. The blunette remembered the position she was, and fear crept into her chest at her suspected future torture.
"Please!" The demon fell to her knees, head look straight to the ground, hoping for mercy. She knew she can't escape now. "I'm sorry, please don't hurt me! I won't feed unless allowed again, I swear! I'll let myself starve even, and-"
"Silence." In contrast to her cute look, the Archangel's voice was sharp, holding the quality of cold steel. The Succubus stopped talking. "Look at me," The Archangel order, and the Succubus obeyed. "Kristina Qrownal, you have been found feeding above your allowed quota, and you had done so through an unauthorized orgy." Said the Archangel to the whimpering Succubus. "In accordance with the Seraph Law, you will be subjected to a Divine Punishment for this sin."
"I'm sorry! Please don't hurt- Wait." Kristina stopped, running the words of the Archangel through her head once more. She looked at the winged being of Light, her fear muted temporarily. "When you say 'Divine Punishment according to the Seraph Law', you mean like," she hesitated, unsure if this would be a trick or a turn of good fortune. "the actual official Divine Punishment. The one written down and everything."
The Archangel coolly raised a pink eyebrow. "What else would I mean?"
At that the Succubus brightened up. "Oh, okay then. Yes, I've been a sinful, sinful whore and ready to accept any and all punishment your Holy Ladyship. Please discipline this naughty slut with your rod."
And it looked like there was a gathering at the beginning of the alleyway, at the commotion caused by her and the Angel's presence. It seemed some were hopeful if they will witness the Succubus was about to receive some Divine Punishment.
The Archangel looked toward the crowd before turning back to Kristina, her eye softening slightly, taking the Succubus aback.
"Do not worry, child. Be it a sinner of the Light Race or of the Dark Race, I am not one for excessive punishment. You are young so I will subject you to public shaming." Said the Archangel.
"Oh no! No, you should. You definitely should." Kristina jumped up to deny the Archangel's "kind mercy". "Its the Law. I seduced a lot of people and provoked an orgy to happen in secret, so I should be fucked in public, err I mean, have my sins brought up in the light. Can't spare the Law for anyone. Applies to all of us after all. Its just fair, and I, um, won't learn my lesson otherwise." She quickly gave a list of reasons for wanting to take the "full" sentence of her punishment.
At that Kristina was given a look mixed with sadness and approval, which confused her for a bit, before the Angel gave a firm nod.
"Very well, even though you're a sinner, you are conducting yourself in excellent manner to want to take responsibility for your actions. For that, I am sure you will find your way back on the righteous path." Said the Archangel.
This... This Angel chick is weird. Does she not get that I would actually want this!? Kristina thought in bewilderment.
"Anyway, it is time for you take your Divine Punishment. I promise to make this quick."
"I sure hope not." Muttered Kristina.
"Now," The Archangel's tone shifted. "Stand up and follow me," it was sharp and cold again.
Knowing what's to come, Kristina felt a tingle travel across her skin. It wasn't one of fear this time.
The Archangel headed to the exit of the alleyway. She turned her head slightly to address the Succubus. "Also, remove your illusion."
Kristina felt a shiver, as her pussy became wet from the anticipation and authority of the petite Archangel's order and the stoic voice she spoke in. She obeyed, and with a thought her illusion robe dispersed like mist, leaving her bare to the world.
The crowd at the alleyway's mouth parted for the Archangel and her prisoner. The Archangel walked toward the middle of the market place's street, which the alleyway was connected to. Kristina could feel all the eyes of the present crowd on her. Looking at her, judging her. Seeing how much of a slut she was with her hardened nipples and her crotch slowly starting to glisten from her dripping juice, caused from inner thighs rubbing each other with every step.
She could hear the murmurs and whispers beginning to rise as she stopped behind the Archangel, standing with her in the middle of this—previously busy, but now very crowded—street.
"Hear me, people of Tristainia." Said the Archangel, not needing to raise her voice, yet it echo all throughout this neighborhood just the same. It showed the power and authority of the Angel in how she elicited silence from a large area with a single phrase. Or it could be the crowd's anticipation for the public sex about to take place, that made them behave. "Before you stands a sinner, this Succubus had broken the Law in pertain to her race's allowed feeding times. She had also seduced many innocent men and women, corrupting their hearts making them fall to a gathering of lust and depravity."
The mutters and whispers returned. Kristina was able to hear most of them cursing their luck that they didn't find about her orgy when it happen, but she pretended that they were berating for doing something wonderfully wrong.
"As such by the Seraph Law, she will her act will be brought in preformed in light, so that she may know shame and regret as she repents for her actions." Explained the Archangel.
Oh yes, I'll definitely regret. Regret not getting punish by you till now. Thought Kristina.
The Law was known by all (I mean, it had some juice stuff to know and memorize), the announcement being a formality yet protocol dictated that the Angel administering Divine Punishment, to give a reason for their actions. Which admittedly some use the flimsiest of reasons to carry out.
"And thus upon my name, I, Archangel Valliere, will carry out the Laws of the Seraph."
Grins and excitement were visible in the crowd as the show started, yet Archangel Valliere wasn't looking at them, but at the naked Kristina, now breathing heavily at the attention upon her, and the act about to happen.
"Come here." Valliere ordered, and the blunette Succubus obeyed.
Upon standing in front of the Archangel, without a word Kristina had dropped to her knees. Valliere's gaze was steady, not disapproving of the girl's actions.
Valliere touch the armor plate covering her groin. It shone before dispersing into motes of light, showing Valliere's hairless, smooth maidenhood. The Angel's "uniform" had a hole open between her legs for her delectable pussy to be easily accessed, also letting her clit be visible. With a pulse of magic, appearing as lines of light moving under the Archangel's skin, from her chest down to her groin. The light gather at her clitoris causing it to glow with intensity and heat, and it grew. Throbbing and elongating, till the light faded and before Kristina was the Archangel's futa cock. Standing tall and proud, bigger than any the young Succubus had served before. Kristina's cunt leaked more of her wetness at the thought of sucking that cock, nearly salivating. Its smell tickling her nose, in a way that made her want to rub her face with it.
"Well," Kristina looked up, meeting Valliere's cold eyes that sent a pleasant chill down her spine. "pay your dues, sinner." The iron tone, and sharp eyes. It all aroused her, in how the Archangel's very presence demanded her submission. One she can't help but gleefully give.
Kristina grasped the cock, feeling its girth and heat. Her fingers circled it, barely touching, and she felt the heat emitting from the hard rod sting her a bit. Ah yes, the Light infused with an Angel's flesh. Magic spell or weapons made of it would range from harmful to deadly for a demon, but within the Angel's body, it made the effect far more restraint and far more addicting to interact with. For what is pleasure without a little pain.
The Succubus opened her mouth, bringing it to the head. She engulfed it and an explosion of taste struck through her mouth, and she nearly came. Her first Angel dick, and she knew why her kind would willingly let themselves be caught breaking the rules, in hope of being punished like this. Her tongue demanded more, wanting to be filled with the sweet tasty flesh that held a heated spiciness underneath.
The slight pressure of a hand on her head, brought the Succubus's attention back to Valliere. She looked up, meeting her eyes with nothing but desire in them. Kristina felt a slight push, and she needed no further encouragement. She removed her hand, placing it with the other on Valliere's thighs to steady herself. Moving forward, she felt the mushroom head push through her mouth and down her throat, the heat and taste moving further along with it. The cock filling her mouth and throat with length and thickness. She kept going, swallowing more of Valliere's cock, till she reached the end, her nose resting on the Archangel's smooth skin.
Kristina held her gaze with the Archangel, waiting for her order, for her command so she would serve. The hand on her back didn't move, but its presence there told her to hold still and she obeyed.
"Utterly disgraceful," said the Archangel's icy voice, sending electricity through Kristina's spine and into her cunt. "Swallowing my rod from the first time, without any difficulty. How many dicks have you sucked to reach such skill? How many innocents did you corrupt to satisfy your dark hunger?"
Kristina moaned, wanting to protest, to apologize, to beg for forgiveness, and ask for servitude to this Angel. Her body seemed to keep heating up, her pussy kept pulsing with desire and drenching her legs with said desire.
"And look at you, this is your penance, yet all I see is a cock-staved whore who knows no shame." Continued Valliere's with her authoritative tone.
Yes! Yes! Scold me, I've been a slutty demon! Shouted Kristina in her thoughts, while her throat vibrated with her wails of arousal.
"Even now, you don't look repentant, but hungry for my cum. Is that what you want? My holy cum." Valliere's tone till now was even, only holding a little heated edge of disapproval with her question.
Kristina moan louder. She tried to nod her head, no matter how limited, her moan screaming "yes, yes" as her throat vibrated and massaged the Angel's dick.
"It's filled with Divine Light. It will burn you, cut through your insides, why with volume alone, I could drown you." An exaggeration, one that played to Kristina's imagination. Then something happened that almost caused the Succubus to orgasm right there. Valliere steel expression changed for the first time, since her punishment. A slight smile, an expression claiming superiority and in her eyes a smugness of one who stood above another. "So, do you still want it?"
Kristina kept moaning, her throat having wet the futa cock fully. Breathing began to be difficult, yet her want was still desperate in her eyes.
"Then work for it." Commanded the Archangel.
And she got to work. Valliere removed her hand, and immediately the Succubus pulled back, grabbed the cock with one of her hand beginning to pump it. Her saliva coating the hot rod making it easier to handle the Angel stick. She bobbed her head back and forth, take the futa cock into her mouth, letting it push down her throat and bringing it back up. The sting of touching the Angel dick, sucking it, and the difficulty in breathing in taking the whole thing and then feel the burn as she moved the cock up and down her throat. All of it brought her closer to cumming and her pussy hadn't been touched yet.
She never stopped looking at the Archangel's eyes. They returned to their stoic, cold look. She wanted them to change again. To show disapproval, pleasure, smugness. She kept working, wanting to belong to the Archangel.
Yet Valliere's expression didn't change, sending heat and shame through the Succubus from not pleasing her tormentor. She removed her hand, and pushed herself all the way back in, till her nose touched Valliere's groin again. Trying to taste the whole thing with all her throat.
Then it mercifully happened. A crack in the iron mask. A sign pleasure, of approval entered Valliere's face, even if just for a moment. Kristina took note of what she was doing, what she was massage or licking. Oh yes, her tongue had now reach the Archangel's pussy.
She pulled back, licking the head, pumped the hardness with one hand, while with the other, she massaged the Archangel's pussy. Her fingers rubbing in circles, and then lightly entered one finger, thrusting it a few times before returning to rubbing the Archangel's cunt.
Valliere closed her eyes, taking in the sensations the Succubus was giving her. A sign, the Succubus took in as pride. Her eyes half opened, looking down to Kristina.
"Quite the multi-tasker, aren't you? Are that desperate to drink from me? To be scorched by my Light, and burn just to get a taste?" A slight amusement entered Valliere's voice.
Kristina's ministrations never ceased, and tongue never left the plumb head, as she answer.
"Yesh, yesh, pleaush. Anyshng." She pleaded.
"Very well," said Valliere, a slight smile on her face, one Kristina wanted to do anything to keep. "Go all the way." She obeyed, taking the futa cock down her throat, the sting, not being able to breath, she took it all in, its taste still sparking in her mouth. "Stay." The Archangel gave a single order, and Kristina held still.
Valliere closed her eyes, seemingly taking the pleasure, as she relaxed herself control. Her cock pulsed, heating up. The succubus felt the wave of energy pushing through it. Any second now. It pulsed again, and cum splashed down her throat. Yes, it stung like sweet pepper, and seemed to burn her energy even if the harm was ultimate superficial. And it was oh so, so good.
Kristina stayed where she is, looking up at the Archangel, obeying her orders even if she was beginning to drown in cum. Her stomach was being filled up, her eyes teared up from suffocation. Yet she didn't pull her head back. Wanting to serve, wanting to please, and her release was so close. Valliere opened her eye, and smiled with approval at the blunette slut.
Her juices burst out, an explosion of fire and lightening began in her cunt and spread out through her body, till it reached her brain and fried it in pleasure.
Finally, Valliere held Kristina's head, pushing it back, all while still coming. She pulled her cock out of the Succubus mouth, and jacking it as she kept it aimed at Kristina's face.
"Oh, oh..." Kristina moaned, as she was showered in that pleasantly addicting, Light filled Angel cum. Her mouth stayed opened, mostly from having her throat stretched, and to show her new mistress her obedience. She didn't swallow waiting for the command, even if she wanted so much to drink the tasty sweet spicy cum.
"You may drink," Valliere nodded, and Kristina did just that, letting the hot boiling cum tickle down her throat. When she finished she gave out a grateful and delighted moan.
The Succubus opened her eyes, longing held within them. She looked her punisher, never wanting her to stop.
"Stand up," the cold tone of authority was back. Kristina struggled to gather her strength, but eventually stood, not wanting to disappoint the Archangel. "Don't relax, your punishment isn't nearly over yet."
Oh yessss, Mistress Valliere. Keep punishing me. The Succubus's pussy dampened with want and anticipation.
Valliere placed a hand on Kristina's waist, sending tingles throughout her body, and pulled her till their bodies were against one another. Kristina could feel the cold iron of the Archangel's chestplate on her tits, and the soft silk testure of the uniform on her stomach. Valliere's cock nested between Kristina's thighs, her pussy being dragged on top of it. Even having just cummed, Kristina could still feel Valliere's cock was hard and seethingly hot. Being this close, Kristina could see she was slight taller than the Archangel, yet couldn't help but feel small next to her, like a toy in her hand. The petite pinkette brought up her other hand, placing it on Kristina's waist.
"Don't be alarmed," The Succubus was confused by Valliere's words. Thankfully they prepared her for when the small-looking Archangel—seemingly without any effort—lifted her in the air, her cock now posed at her entrance. Kristina reflexingly put her hands around Valliere's neck, fingers interlocked. The Archangel didn't seem bothered by this.
Kristina gulped. Is it her, or does it seem like she is a long way up, or would it be about to go a long way down? She couldn't help look at the spectators that gathered. Her cunt gashed like a waterfall, her brain working overtime to take everything in. Everyone watching her, men, women, elders, children, all seeing her shame. Some in excitement, some admonishment. She could see a young girl in the crowd, looking at her in wide-eyed innocence and curiosity.
Oh Dark Queen, is going to wonder about what she is seeing? Thinking about what's happening to me and why I'm looking happy in such a lustful way, even if she doesn't know the word? Is she going to ask her mom, only to get her first experience while her mom explains what this is? Is she going to grow up to be a slut? Oh Mistress Valliere, I've corrupted an innocent youth. What will you do to me then?
These thought running through her head, the eyes of the spectator, topping all that was the heated bud at her pussy its slit wet with recent fluids, Kristina was already at the edge.
"Eyes on me," came the steel voice and Kristina obeyed.
"Yes," the Succubus said in a low sultry tone.
The noise and whispers of the crowd raised, yet all Kristina could focus on where her Archangel. Her mistress.
"Are you ready for your penance?" Valliere spoke in an even voice. Adopting her stoic face, yet Kristina couldn't help but feel the Archangel's dagger pulse in preparation to wrack her insides.
"Yes," answered Kristina.
"Louder." Said the Archcangel.
"Yes," Kristina cried out.
"Louder."
"Yes!"
"Louder! Do you regret your actions? Do you want to repent for them? To reform and your have the sin and lust fucked out of you?"
Kristina couldn't take it anymore.
"YES! YES! TAKE ME WITH YOUR LIGHT! FUCK ME, MISTRESS VALLIERE! MAKE ME YOUR COCK SLAVE!"
Valliere sheathed the Succubus girl upon her futa cock. Kristina's world turned white, her cries echoing across neighborhood.
If there was ever proof that there is goodness in Demons' hearts, Archangel Valliere could put at it here.
Yes, they do sin and commit acts of lust and depravity, but when caught they all wish to genuinely reform. All of them overcome by guilt would want to carry out their full punishments. Not taking any shortcuts or attempting to circumvent them.
Even a young girl, like Kristina Qrownal was ready to shoulder her mistakes without whimpering or crying. Well, she was moaning, quite loudly, but that was something she can't help. Demons' bodies are very much sexual in nature, sinful, all of it really. It is not something the young girl can help. In fact if the young Succubus was a human girl, with a very strong affinity for Dark magic that her entire body is saturated with it, Valliere's skin touch would have been like lava to her, and the pain of feeling Valliere's Light-filled fluids would have been unimaginable.
Yes, currently Kristina, who Valliere is bouncing on her phallus, is crying out in pleasure, but if the situation she described was the one that had happened, then this would have been a scene of a very brave girl facing a terrible situation for the sake of redeeming her soul. And while that isn't what's happening, its the intentions that count.
Also an Angel's Light-infused fluids would hurt one of the Dark Race very much so. Even if its much less than actual manifested magic, this is still hurtful to the young girl. At least according to the textbooks she had studied in the academy so many years ago. Although all beings of the Dark Races seem to enjoy sex, even more so with an Angel. Obviously the textbooks meant soul pain. Their bodies feel pleasure. Lots of pleasure. Incredible too much. Yet their souls would hurt from the Angels' Light and through it be cleansed and redeemed.
Yes, the young Succubus, Kristina, is truly a commendable person, to focus on the orgasmic pleasure of her body and not show the pain of her soul. What a brave young girl.
Actually it took effort to hide Valliere's embarrassment, when she slipped her tongue and said "fuck the lust out of her", rather than "cleanse the lust out of her". She hoped Kristina wouldn't think low of her for such a mistake.
Valliere felt her muscles starting to tighten from the effort. She could continue using Kristina like some living doll for self-gratification she had seen some humans built once. Totally by accident, not curiosity to confirm a rumor she heard. She could just use a little bit of magical energy to reinforce herself and continue till she is done, but no, this position is too degrading to Kristina, and the poor girl had been through enough as it is.
Usually Punishment by Public Shaming lasts for hours on end, even allowing members of the public to participate. But no, the girl was too young to have her mind scared by such event. Valliere had done her best to finish this punishment quickly for the girl's sake. She forced Kristina to take her all the way down her throat, to simulate herself and cum quickly. Yes, she had said some degrading things that she hoped haven't hurt the poor girl's self image, but she had to appear impartial. To appear like a judge punishing a criminal. If she were to act soft, some might question this punishment and drag the poor girl into harsher trials.
She had to commend Kritsina's quick and clever thinking in calling her "mistress", as that would make others think she had taken the Succubus under her wing and not harass the teenage Succubus while she wasn't around.
Back to using the bluenette Succubus like a fuck doll, Valliere had brought Kristina up and in the moment she lifted the girl above her cock, she used her supernatural speed to let go of Kristina's waist and grab her legs from under her knees. Then, Valliere brought her back down, entering her cunt again in one swoop, while actively doing some thrusting now, rather than being passive like before.
"OH! OH! OH!" Kristina's cries became more animated.
Valliere supposed that she may have managed to push against the girl's cervix with her last few thrust. She mentally winced at her thoughtless actions. The problem wasn't the pain. In fact an Angel's magic—naturally infused in their bodies—would make sure their partners wouldn't gain any damage from physical activities or feel anything largely painful, mostly amplified pleasure. A Demon's biology ensured that nothing in permanently stays damaged. No, the problem is that now she may have ruined the young Succubus for future suitors, as they wouldn't be able to match her performance.
It would be a horrible thing to do, as this girl, now about to clean away her sins, live a good life, find a nice man to marry, might not be satisfied in her marital bed. Yet the easier she goes the longer this public torture and shaming would continue. It was truly a terrify conundrum to be placed under.
As Valliere thrusted into the girl, feeling her vaginal walls tighten around her penis, sticking to it with its suction, making every thrust in like entering a vortex, and every attempt to pull out like a struggle with a heated delicious battle. The girl kept her eyes on Valliere following the advise given to her, not focusing on the condemnation of the crowd. This should hopefully help her not think on the people around her, but on her punishment. Ending soon.
Valliere could finally feel her orgasm about to erupt. This torture can finally end for the poor girl.
Wait. She had been quiet for too long, she should probably say something to convince the crowd that this is still a punishment and not otherwise, like play that "mistress" angle.
"What are you?" Valliere said.
"Your whore!" Shouted Kristina, panting loudly from her enduring task.
"Smart girl," Valliere mentally nodded, approving of the by play. "And what do you want?"
"Your cum! Your cum! Cum in me!"
"Hooo," alright close, almost there. Need to say something till this play is done. Anything. Quick. "And what will you do for it? Why should I should give you my divine water? Have you true repented? Will you truly never lead others astray again? Answer me!"
"I'll be your slut! Only yours! I'll suck your cock whenever you want. You don't even need to ask. Show it to me and I'll get on my knees. Bend me over and fuck me and wherever, anytime you want. Doesn't matter who I'm with, my friend, my mother, even...even..." Kristina seemed to desperately try to say something. Something that would agree with the Angel's sensibilities. "Even if I'm getting married, fuck me on the altar! Impregnate me on my wedding day, Mistress!"
Valliere felt a knot at the base of her cock, one filling, growing and growing.
Marriage was a powerful subject for Angels. Two souls bonding together for eternity? Truly the most beautiful of subjects. Hearing it being perverted and twisted in such a way, was immensely hot- terrific acting on Kristina's part, as while Angels do give Blessing in many forms, no one would ever think of corrupting such a sacred union. That would be wrong.
Valliere thrusted faster, pumping into the Succubus with stronger force. Finally, she was close to finishing this trial. The end was near, Valliere felt it. The knot broke. Cum rushed up her shaft, going up and up. Valliere was elated, finally Kristina's torture was over. She pumped one last time, sealing herself in the Succubus's pussy. Ending this trial in a formal way that doesn't allow rebukes, of saying she went easy on the girl by cumming outside.
Her cock pushed against Kristina's cervix, peaking into her inner chamber. Her cum spewed forth, bursting with heat and intensity, filling up Kristina's womb. Boiling and splashing across her chambers. Like a conquering lion, rightfully marking its mate.
...Ooops.
Kristina threw her head back, crying out in joy. Her climax sparking and firing through every nerve of her being. She crying over and over till it diminished into a moan of satisfaction.
She looked back to Valliere in loving loyalty. "Thank you, my Mistress. My Archangel Valliere."
Kristina is still acting right? Yeah, she's still acting.
The Succubus fainted, laying her head against Valliere's neck, a satisfied smile on her lips. Her last words, were whispering of her loving adoration to Valliere.
Obviously, Kristina must have really gotten into the role.
Seeing that the girl is unconscious, Louise continued to carry her. Manuvering her would be difficult, so she made sure to just strengthen her grip, carrying her body with her hands and still hardened cock. Seriously that's the only reason why it was still hard and inside the knocked out Succubus.
"The Divine Punishment is carried out and concluded." Valliere said to the crowd and then continued over the obvious whispered relieves of it being over. "I would ask you to not condemn this young child as she has paid her dues and her soul is now clean. Please show her kindness and support her as she walks the right path from now on."
And with that Archangel Valliere used a teleport spell to take the girl home.
Valliere had left a mark at Kristina's house in order to teleport to it with the girl once she caught her. Intending first to let her have her punishment within the confinements of her home, but things went differently. All in all, it was still a good thing that she left that mark, as flying might have been too much on the fainted girl.
Of course, she didn't account on appearing right in front of Kristina's mother as she arrived from her job. It was quite the difficult situation to explain to the adult Succubus the circumstance that led to her being near womb deep in her daughter's cunt and her being passed out, in minimal amount of words while being clear on the narrative of the events, so as not to have the lady of the house reach the wrong conclusion.
Thankfully, Agatha Qrownal was an understanding woman. Dishearted as hearing about her daughter's crimes, but kept a calm head about her. She lead the Archangel to Kristina's room, having already offered to carry the girl from her, but Valliere felt responsible for having gone a bit too far with Kristina and wanted to carry her all the way. Valliere knew her actions weren't enough with how Agatha kept a firm scowl on her face as she walked behind Valliere.
Yes, its natural that she would be angry with me.
Agatha's frown deepened as Valliere laid Kristina on her bed, and slowly so as not to bother or wake her up, pulled her still hard dick from Kristina's cunt causing quite the wet mashing sound from the action.
"I see that you didn't cum in her ass." Remarked the elder Succubus.
In the Divine Punishment relating to secret orgies, the guilty person is officially punished by having an Angel purge their depravity through all practical orifices of their body.
"She is young, and the young are pron to tomfoolery, I don't think there was a need to carry out the full sentence. Thus I sufficed with only two." Answered Valliere.
"But she is still due one more fuck, right?" Asked Agatha.
"Yes, but again mercy is also a virtue." Said Valliere.
"No. The law is the law, and we can't have that sort of favoritism." Countered Agatha. Valliere filled pride for this upstanding Dark family. Agatha's expression became more welcoming. "So, I suppose I can offer myself and take my daughter's burden on my shoulders. I'm her mother and I should carry responsibility for her."
"Agatha," Valliere's expression slightly softened, which was as warm as she would allow herself to act while on the job. "I admire your dedicated, but there is no need. I suppose if you are firm on the matter, I can come at a later date to finish this punishment, so it would be 'officially' completely, but again I think your daughter had already carried her punishment as it is well enough. There is no need to worry about technical details about this. Also I'm afraid I need to get going as I have other investigation to go through."
"I... see." Agatha's expression lowered for a bit, before it brightened again. "I suppose nothing can be done about it. Please visit whenever you are able. I'm sure Kristina and I will give proper welcome, and I should be there for my daughter when the time...for her punishment to be finished and help her."
Truly, this family is one that follows the Light, even if they are Demons.
"Very well, Agatha." Valliere turned to leave when she remembered something. "One thing, Agatha. When I found your daughter, she said something about letting herself starve. That is in opposite with her crime. It might be the ramblings of a teenager trying to get out of punishment, but she sounded too genuine for a moment there."
Agatha's expression shifted. She looked away in worry, before quickly meeting the Archangel's eyes again. She wanted to make an excuse, or laugh it off, yet she felt that those pink eyes would see through her.
"My lady... It has happened before that an Angel assign to checking on the feeding schedule would mark one of us as having been feed, even if she did not-"
"Agatha, are you really serious about what you're implying? Do you truly want to tell me that you think an Angel, one of us who is bless by the Light, would do such a despicable thing?" Valliere interrupted the Succubus, her earlier subtle gentleness gone.
Agatha quickly feel to her knees. "I apologize for my offense, Lady Archangel. I never meant any disrespect toward you by it." She raised her head facing Valliere's eyes, begging her to not be angry to dismiss her. "But I'm not lying, not about this. This affects the livelihood of all Succubi in Tristain. Please believe me."
Valliere quietly contemplated this matter. Angel would never abuse their power. They are beings of Light. The thought alone is preposterous.
The sound of the room's door was heard, as it was opened a crack. Valliere saw a girl, in a house of Succubi, it was obviously Kristina's younger sister.
"Han? Han dear, go to your room now. Mommy is just talking to the nice Archangel Lady, ok?"
Right, she can't go scaring children now. What kind of Archangel would she be? She let out a sigh, at the unexpectedness of this new situation. The girl nodded, taking a longer look at Valliere before she left.
I suppose its a good thing that I didn't carried about the punishment here. I would have subjected the poor girl to seeing her sister go through quite the agonizing trial.
"This matter," Valliere said, gaining Agatha's attention. "Is a very serious claim." Agatha looked away, hurt and worried if this Archangel would turn her wrath at them. And not the fun kind. "However, I will look into these allegations, if there are truth to them." Valliere's eyes seem to shine with fire. "I will see justice is served for it."
"Thank you," Agatha wanted to kiss this Archangel for actually listening to her words. In fact, she did just that.
"Mmm~" Agatha stopped after Valliere put a firm hand on her chest. The middle of it. Between the breasts, and push her gently away. "If you truly help us in this crisis, I would gladly reward such a heroine."
"I do not fight for a reward, but for righteousness to be upheld."
Agatha blinked once, twice.
Oh wow, she's actually serious about the justice thing and not caring about sex. That's... something. She thought in bafflement.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I had to journey back to Albion. It seems I have quite the task before me."
And so, Archangel Valliere left, making her way to the Heavenly Country of Albion, the home country of Angel. If there was truly corruption within the heart of her sisters, then she will find it and crush it. The Light will not be tainted, to this Archangel Valliere swore to find out the truth.