<strong>The Queen, tagged: La'cael'rah</strong><br/><br/>The sight of the male fae crawling before them pleased the Queen far beyond the guardian's expectations. The mistress reached out to him, touching briefly the line of his jaw while she studied his features. Her gaze met his puppy eyes and a smile rose on her lips. The brownie was completely invisible to the human eye so to any human witness it might seem that she was playing with air, but the glamour didn't work on supernatural creatures. Her heavy jewelry ringed pleasently along with her graceful moves.<br/><br/>The Queen sensed his fear and found it absolutely delicious. She never tasted fairy blood before, nor had she ever indulged in what the males of his specie had to offer. With humans she always knew what to expect. Some of them eagerly threw themselves into her arms, like moths drawn to a flame, while others opposed the very core of temptation she embodied only to lose their mind in the process. This one was different no doubt, he had to be of a different making to cower in fear as he did. She loathed the way human males always tried to possess what they desired, to dominate in spite of the odds.<br/><br/>"What is your name strange creature?" she asked while her long fingers got entangled in his hair, now the color of rosewood. The sound of her voice lingered in the air like whispers told by lovers in the middle of the night, soothing the brownie's fear just as soft music caused one to fall asleep.<br/><br/>"Leave us." she said softly and the guardians did just so, closing the door to the Red Chamber behind them.<br/><br/>There was a moment of silence before the Queen stretched her slender leg to gaze lavishly at her toes. The flawless white skin glowed under the candlelight. There was another cup, of golden color, placed on a shelf to her right. The Queen dipped her fingers in the liquid inside it and tasted a few drops before taking the cup in her hand. She offered it to the fae, forcing La'cael'rah to drink the whole nectar.<br/><br/>"I do believe you never tasted ambrosia before" she said without mentioning the strong aphrodisiac effects which sooner or later were bound to reveal themselves in the fae's body.<br/><br/>"Come and kiss me" she ordered, placing her leg on top of his shoulder, touching his neck at the same time. She smelled divine, like magnolias in full bloom and her scent mixed with the taste of ambrosia was meant to induce an intense state of euphoric dizziness and desire to anyone in her presence.<br/><br/><strong>Erato and Suzafan, tag: Drell, Mark, Zaeroses </strong><br/><br/>Erato used her claws to cut the ropes holding the young cab driver pinned to the wall. Mark found himself suddenly falling on the ground on his knees, facing her hooves.<br/><br/>"Just as I want you, Mark Raptor" the black haired succubus declared and bend her knees to grab the human by his hair.<br/><br/>"Don't think that you're here to have<em>fun</em>, eager mortal!" she thundered pulling him upwards. By the time he was up on his feet, Erato gestured to one of the imps to bring another collar. This one had a metal finish and carried the same "E" mark in the center as Drell's. She loved to let the others know what belonged to her and until the Queen might find any of the two worthy of her presence, Erato will be the one "training" them to meet all expectations. She saw Mark's tattered blue shirt and used her claws again, this time to rip the fabric apart, leaving the young man only in his jeans and trainers.<br/><br/>With both toys collared and released from their other bidings, the demoness only had to choose the direction, respectively the chamber in which to place them. "Accommodations" were offered freely, but the captives will have to work for their meal. As the demons fed on different things, human food was hard to gather.<br/><br/>"Hey Erato! This one says that violence ain't good enough for him!"<br/><br/>The purple skinned succubus turned around to look at Suzafan who was busy taming the angel.<br/><br/>"Wanna settle for lust, angel-boy?" Suzafan asked Zaeroses who was still tied and blindfolded. Her chuckle ringed in his ears piercing and agonizing as if someone scratched a blackboard with its fingernails.<br/><br/>Erato merely hissed at the idea, she didn't want anything to do with pure beings of any kind. She represented the law - scarce as it was here in the second circle - and what few rules the Queen had established during her reign. Messing with an angel was taboo and Suzafan surely knew that.<br/><br/>"You should set him free and hope he won't pose any complaints to the high authorities," Erato advised sternly "or end his life...all of it...and never speak about it again."<br/><br/>Suzafan pouted her lips childishly before brushing her tongue against them. Killing a celestial for real required time, patience and finesse, not to mention the help from more powerful demons which resided in the deeper layers. All were things with which the Head of Torture wasn't very familiar with.<br/>"No switch, then?" she replied thoughtful, but Erato's only response was to leave the room with her two captives. Drell was the only one allowed to walk freely behind her, while Mark was carried by the two deamonettes who sought a taste of the young driver a while ago. Erato didn't want him to think that he'll receive the same treatment as the white demon, although nothing pleasant awaited either of them. She was the only one amongst the succubi less eager to carry out this mission, but she will do it with maximum efficiency if this would bring her closer to her Queen. Erato was also the (not so) proud owner of the biggest pair of breasts from the second layer, something she didn't want the other sisters to know, but had a real hard time trying to hide it. Her magical powers could only conceal so little...<br/><br/>"You dropped something, white goblin!" she purposely offended Drell with a title of the lesser demons as she scooped up his wallet from the ground. She hissed again when she read his ID card. "You carry a human's name,<em>Drell</em>? You just might live to find out what we do to humans around here." Her voice sounded evil this time. Thankfully, the candy bar was still in his pockets. Who knew what kind of reaction the demoness might have had if she came across it that day.<br/><br/>The small group entered the Mauve Chamber, a rather large room with purple velvet covering the walls and the floor. There was no bed inside of it, but everywhere they looked the two males could see large, soft pillows and animal furs. Erato gestured to the other deamonettes to stay and take a place somewhere in the room while she once again addressed the captives:<br/><br/>"Mr. Raptor and Mr. Smith...would you be so kind as to take off your clothes?"