Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)
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				Title: <strong>Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>04-12-2009, 08:27:32</strong>
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				Halalia felt her white, feathery wings twitch as she orgasmed, and she felt the forbidden human seed spill into her. Her eyes closed, and she savored the sensation. She knew it was a sin, for one of the Heavenly Host to lie with a man, but she loved him, his strong arms, his wonderful smile.<br><br>Suddenly, something was wrong. The soft sheets underneath her turned hard and hot, and the comfortable weight of the man above her disappeared, to be replaced with iron chain. Her eyes fluttered open, and she beheld a sight all angels feared: Hell.<br><br>She didn't know how she had appeared there, but her body was unchanged. Pure, milky white skin smoother than silk, eyes as blue as the sky, hair the color of gold. Wings as white and beautiful as a swan's. Perfect, rounded breasts, that were normally hidden underneath a simple robe, were bared for all to see- and it was her doing, she had removed her holy garments.<br><br>She stood up, and felt the chain slide off her body- but the weight remained, now centered on her neck, where a tight collar was situated. The chain connected from her collar, and ran about four feet to a inconceivably tall pole embedded in the ground of hell. The last link of the chain was loose on the pole, allowing it to move vertically, but preventing the Angel from moving more than five feet away from the pole. She was confined to a cylinder less than ten feet across, and God- or more accurately, Satan- only knew how tall. As she took all this in, she felt the seed of her love run out of her pussy and down her leg. Her cheeks blushed hard, as she knew precisely why she was sent to this realm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 00:58:59</strong>
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				A small, evil cackling began ringing out, echoing in the cave like atmosphere of the room. With a firey flash of bright flame, appeared what appeared to be a very tall and skinny man. His skin toned quite nicely, while he made his entrance. Bowed down, he stood to full height, which looked to be a meanicing eight feet tall. An almost evil and cocky grin on his face as he approached the beautiful Halalia.<br><br>"Greetings and goodevening. I am Daichi... I am of great knowledge and wisdom of all things. How do you do?" His voice was calm and friendly like, giving her a small half-bow. But at the same time had a bit of cockiness to it. He already knew why the woman was there, after all, he was the one in charge of knowing everything that went on. And as such, used that knowledge to torment those newcomers into the realm of the underworld. By no means did he really deal punishment onto others himself, other than the mental frustrations he was capable of, but he was the one in charge of deciding how to torment newcomers and make them pay for their sins.<br><br>Besides being abnormally tall, he didn't seem all to different from a normal human. Perhaps it was so he didn't scare one silly. After all, that was someone else's job. With his bronzed skin and semi-long face, the guy looked almost as if he was dressed for a formal dinner. And though he didn't want to admit to it, the woman before him definitely looked delectable.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 03:20:08</strong>
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				Halal jumped as what must have been a demon of some sort appeared. She gulped, then smoothed her ruffled feathers and bowed. She would face and accept her punishment with dignity, and perhaps she would be forgiven...<br><br>"Greetings, one who is not as wise as the Lord." She couldn't help reminding the hellspawn of his place. "I am Halalia." She hid her nervousness well, her feet solidly planted, her arms at her side, wings gently folded behind her.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 04:15:25</strong>
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				The demon-man smirked, "A cocky one aren't we? And to think I was about to go easy on you too..." He shook his head, making a tsk-tsk noise rather playfully at her. Obviously enjoying her spirit.<br><br>"Well, at least you're polite and proper... I think I know just how to break you of that my dear. Just as I know someone who'd probably have a bit of fun with a bad-girl such as yourself." He grinned a bit, waling around her to the backside. Before uncerimoniously yanking the chain that was tied to her neck quite forcefully. Making her reel back into his awaiting arm.<br><br>"May I remind you of one thing... you're the one who sinned. And now, you'll pay dearly. For you're gonna be here a long...long time. But hey!" He let her go, reeling around to back in front of her. "Who says you can't have fun in hell? Why...since you like sex so much you had to get it on with a mortal man...here, you can have as much as you want! ...Oh by the way...you won't have any say in the matter either. So have fun!" He said with a gloomy smirk.<br><br>"Now, let's see...what was his name again? ...hmmm... give me a moment while I think just a little more. I wanna make sure I thought of the right guy for you." The demon-man said, putting on a good thinking face. Almost as though he was toying with her.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 07:14:48</strong>
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				Halal blushed and mentally berated herself. It was really hard to be respectful of everyone. And was she supposed to respect demons? She wished she knew.<br><br>She gasped as the chain painfully forced her to the demon. She ineffectually tried to free herself from the demon's grip, but his strength was too great. "I do not like..." She paused and gulped. "Sex! I loved him!" Her eyes grew wide. She knew people were punished in Hell, but punishment was hard to understand for one who had spent her life in Heaven. "I most definitely will not have fun!"&nbsp; She tried to sound brave, stoic, ready to face Hell's worst- but her voice wavered slightly.<br><br>The true horror of her predicament was starting to dawn.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 07:38:45</strong>
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				"I love your little innocent act my dear. Don't deny your desires! Even if you did love him, you still committed a sin! And you loved it...admit it!" Daichi said with a raised tone. Getting close to her face as if to intimidate her a little. His breath not entirely pleasant either as a bit of smoke plumed from his nose as he snorted in a semi-annoyed way.<br><br>"Either way, I think I've got the perfect one for you. Masaru, the victorious one... he gets a goal, and always wins." Said the demon-man with a bit of a playful tone. Knowing a bit about the guy. She was sure in for a rough going, that much he did know.<br><br>"He'll show you what it's like to sin...again and again and again..." Grinned Daichi. Squeezing her cheeks he smirked, "Trust me... you'll absolutely be 'In Love' with him once he's done with you."
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 08:22:21</strong>
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				"I did not love it! I love him!" she yelled out and stamped her foot- a small and none too grandiose gesture. She tried to stare down the demon, but the angel quickly broke her gaze and looked down.<br><br>As the demon touched her face, she blanched. How dare he? Touch <em>her</em>? She had never been touched without her permission before!<br><br>She shook her head violently and flared her wings, the motion causing her breasts to sway. "No, No NO!"
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 14:58:42</strong>
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				"Fiesty...I love it. Too bad they don't let me do things to people..." He shrugged, looking disappointed. "I wouldn't mind a go with you. Even for an angel, you got a nice sexy figure. ...Man some people get to have all the fun." He pouted, watching her temper tantrum with glee. As much as she denied it, it had to be true. Still, either way, Halal would get the things she kept saying she didn't want. Masaru would definetly see to that.<br><br>"Well, as much as I'd love to stay and chat, I'm am very busy. So enjoy your eternity in hell...adue!" Daichi said with another cocky grin, bowing as he disappeared with a firey flash. Leaving her all alone for the time being. 
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 10:39:14</strong>
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				Halal couldn't help blushing and hiding herself with her wings at the comment about her figure. Before she could reply, the demon was gone.<br><br>She looked around, trying to spot whatever monster was to torment her. She briefly wondered if she should try to escape- perhaps, as an angel, she was meant to fight the denizens of hell? She really wanted to leave, to go home. She took a deep breath and steeled herself. She deserved this, for what she had done. She would face her punishment. She wouldn't let out a peep, no matter how much they tortured her! She would show the demons her true strength, and they would see the error of their ways, and would seek forgiveness, and she would be forgiven, and she could go home. Yes!<br><br>A small smile spread on her lips as she daydreamed, oblivious to her surroundings.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 17:13:22</strong>
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				Quietly, patiently, Masaru drew ever closer to his latest acquisition. The only sound being made was his feet against what sounded like a cobblestone path. He came to a stop a few feet from her, eyeing her possessively. She was drop dead beautiful! And he got to punish her? This wasn't hell, this was heaven!<br><br>"I must say, I'm a little surprised to see one such as yourself down here in the depths of hell." Spoke the demon.<br><br>Standing around six-and-a-half feet tall, the demon possessed some hellfire red skin and appeared to be quite muscular in both his arms and legs. His hands a bit larger than an average person's topped off with large claws. As was the same case with his feet. His face, slightly elongated with two razor sharp piercing horns atop his head. With what appeared to be very messy black hair, almost resembling a birds nest turned upsidedown. His piercing red eyes only aided in his rather meanicing look. And to top it off, k-9 like fangs within his mouth that were more visible when he talked.<br><br>"Now...care to tell me why you are here?" He asked semi-curiously. Although he was already aware as to why, having easily smelt the seed of a human oozing from her, as well as her state of undress, yes, he knew exactly why she was here. But, wanted to see if she'd admit to her wrong doing or not.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 23:20:42</strong>
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				The demon's gruff voice snapped Halal out of her reverie. She turned and gulped nervously, taking in the demon's form. This beast was more in keeping with what she had expected.<br><br>"I am here..." her soft voice petered out; she didn't want to bare herself before this demon. "Because I fell in love with a mortal, and broke one of the commandments with him." A blush appeared on her cheeks. One of the heavenly host, breaking a commandment! How could she? She wished she could disappear and crawl under a rock. Or better, under the covers with her love.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 00:01:51</strong>
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				"I see... and that's the problem with your so called commandments. They don't let you have fun! They don't let you love whom you want, right? ...Isn't love supposed to be an eternal binding no matter race, religion, or even species?" Masaru said as he walked around her. Trying to appear as if not looking her up. But he was wholeheartedly. Etching every bit of her body into his memory. She was definetly a fine piece of work. And couldn't wait to get his hands on her.<br><br>"If you love someone, why should you be forbidden to do so? Why are you forbidden to do things lovers do?" He went on, making a complete circle around Halal before stopping back in front of her. "Is that what you want? A life with no love? A life binded down with rules? A life away from...him?"<br><br>Masaru was thinking of something, and had a rather intruiging idea. It wasn't everyday he got to handle a fallen angel, and he had every intention of taking advantage of the situation. And he had no intentions of letting her go completely either. It was a bit of a risky idea, but one he was sure she'd embrase without question. But for now, he'd keep that little tidbit to himself as he eyed her further. Wondering what was going through the mind of the woman before him.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 01:36:26</strong>
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				Halal shivered as she felt the demon's gaze slide over her. Her blush deepened, and she hid her body with her wings. The demons words were even more uncomfortable. The commandments existed for a reason! They were the rules, the covenant laid down by the Lord! Why was the demon talking about them like they were bad? Why did it seem to make some sense?<br><br>"I am not forbidden from loving, I'm supposed to love everyone! It's just that, just that..." Her voice trailed off. "I'm not supposed to love that way..."
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 02:23:03</strong>
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				"See? Restricted...restricted from loving to your fullest! What's so wrong with loving people to the point you give yourself to them as a sign of your love? What's so wrong about that? ...Wouldn't you agree?" Masaru said to her, putting a bit of emotion and reasoning into his speech. It made sense to him, all he had to do was convince her of it. Afterall he didn't get why those goody-goodies followed such stringint "laws" as they put it.<br><br>Moving back in behind Halal, Masaru snapped his large fingers. In a bit of a flash and puff of smoke, the collar around Halal's neck was gone. But, present were shackles around her arms and legs. Though they were much looser and gave her more freedome to move. As well as one hidden trick in which Masaru could manipulate the chains as he desired. But for now was content on letting them be and having the woman stand on her own two feet. Merely wanting to convince her of the truth.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 02:58:55</strong>
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				Halal's mind was in turmoil. Demons lied she knew- but this one was making sense. Maybe he was telling the truth? Maybe they weren't all bad?<br><br>She felt a flutter of hope when the collar disappeared, but the shackles grounded her.<br><br>"Ah, well... maybe some of them shouldn't be so... strict?" She glanced around nervously. "B-but some of them are very important! "
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 03:15:59</strong>
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				The demon reappeared in front of Halal, cocking his head downwards a bit. "Hmm, you may be right about that one my dear lady. However, at least we both agree not every law of your lord is correct."<br><br>Pacing about the room in front of her, Masaru seemed to be deep in thought. Carefully planning things through, debating and deliberating. He knew one thing, he wanted to have some fun with the dear Halal before him. But he was patient. And at the same time did have a bit of a soft spot. He knew what it was like to be in a forbidden love. For he was as well before he died. Of course, different circumstances, but still, all the same. Still, he could relate.<br><br>"May I ask my dear lady, what do you think of me?" An odd question, but he wanted to try a few different approaches. After all, it's not like she was going anywhere. And despite her recent sexual activity, almost could feel her desires for more. Sure, it may have been guided towards her lover, but she wanted more sexual contact that was for sure.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 03:32:34</strong>
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				Halal looked pale as the demon said that she might think the lord was incorrect. "No no! I mean, more like, well, interpretation is important, I mean, certainly the Lord wants man to be fruitful and multiply, and there's considerations, and its a little murky <em>exactly</em> what He meant, and... um..." she petered off. "I don't think its incorrect, just... not very clear?"<br><br>"You? Oh, umm," she said and ran her hand through her hair, inadvertently providing an excellent view of her body. "Well, um, you're a demon, a tempter of men, who would seek to lead us all astray." She seemed to be reciting it by rote. "But, um, you seem very nice!"<br><br>Just then, she grew aware of the liquid that was slowly seeping down her thigh. She blushed deeply, and hoped the demon would not notice. What should she do? She wanted to clean it off, but at the same time, she enjoyed the feeling and the reminder of the act.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 04:39:11</strong>
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				"You seem to be a bit confused there my dear lady. Is it also God's law to confuse his subjects? Is it his law to make no sense at all? Humph... My dear Halal, if God's word isn't very clear, then why have you been sent here as punishment?" He asked of her, making a rather valid point of her argument.<br><br>All the while, he did keep his eye closely on her. And did enjoy the nice view she gave him. Somewhat ignoring her almost textbook speech as he was more interested in that sexy body she had. But, he did pick up on her compliment.<br>"Why, I thank thee for the compliment. I can be quite nice and rewarding... unless you try defying me then I can be merciless. Though, I don't see why I'd want to go too hard on a fine woman such as yourself."<br><br>Unfortunately for her, he did sense her discomfort and embarrassment with the human seed sliding down her thigh still. And knew all the more that she enjoyed the feel of it and the memory of the hot liquid being shot deep into her.<br>"My...are we getting a little turned on by our memories aren't we?" Masaru smirked a little, snapping his large clawed fingers again, this time freeing her completely. Although, there really wasn't anywhere to go in the completely sealed chamber. Which is why he didn't seem to mind her being free. Masaru was curious as to what she'd do now that her restraints were gone, and carefully eyed her for her reactions. Something he seemingly liked to do was see how those under him reacted to different things. Studying them so to speak to see strengths and weaknesses.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 08:54:45</strong>
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				"Ah, well, God's law, is, umm, well, its up to us to interpret it, because, well, umm..." The angel was grasping at straws. "It makes us better?"<br><br>Her blush spread as she realized the demon knew. "I- uh- no!" She shook her head side to side. She glanced around and realized that the shackles were gone. She waited for the next restraint to appear, but it failed to do so. She looked quizzically at the demon. "Mr. Masaru? Are you letting me go?" she asked, hope in her words.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 09:14:02</strong>
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				The demon could only grin, "You're still not sounding very convincing my dear."<br>Masaru nearly wanted to laugh at her silliness. She was trying to defend someone that set forth a law which prevented her from being with one she loved, and now is in a very bad spot. It almost made no sense as to her logic in the whole argument. Still, he was amused at her desperation.<br><br>"By no means am I letting you go completely. Do you know what you punishment is...or even could be?" He asked of her, curious to see how much she knew or if she had any idea what could very well and easily happen to her.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 09:16:07</strong>
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				Her wings drooped as she realized she wouldn't be leaving. She glanced up at the demon, tears in her eyes. "E-eternal fire and damnation. I shall wail and gnash my teeth for all... for all eternity..."<br><br>The angel seemed ready to burst into tears.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 09:44:01</strong>
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				Masaru could only bust out laughing, "My oh my, is that what they teach you?" He couldn't help himself, it was quite funny how she seemed to have this text book and rather cliche image of how things went on there in hell. Of course, no matter how many times he hears it form people, it's still usually funny. Especially from one who's so innocent. But his laughter did die down when she started to sob. Practically on the verge of tears. Being a little merciful, he could sympathize a little.<br><br>"Hey, no need to cry. That's not at all what hell is like...well, for everyone. You're a fallen angel...committing a "sin". Usually the punishment is an eternal damnation that involves that sin. You follow?" His tone wasn't quite as rough this time, but still a little intimidating. Moving behind her, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Holding her close to his rather warm body. His skin, although a little rough, wasn't terrible to ones touch. He wondered if she realized now what she was in for.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 23:07:22</strong>
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				Halal sniffed, trying to hold back tears. She wasn't made for this, she wasn't ready, she was supposed to look pretty and send messages! She blinked as she heard more of what her punishment would be. She glanced nervously at Masaru and tensed as he touched her. <br><br>"M-Mr. Masaru, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, please, let me go, please!" she pleaded. She could feel the demon's warm flesh pressing against her, eliciting a reaction from her body she was not entirely familiar with. She felt a warmth seem to spread out from her center, reaching down.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 23:24:35</strong>
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				Masaru scooped up Halal and carried her towards the back part of the moderately sized room. Shifting her in a bit of a small circle, a large fiery flash lit up the dim room and there by the back corner appeared a bed. Deciding to make her a little more comfortable for what was to come. He remained rather silent as he semi-threw her onto the soft bed, which was a bit surprising to say the least.<br><br>"Lay back and don't you dare cover yourself up..." He ordered, giving her a chance to cooperate. She wasn't going to like this, and he knew it. But, he did have a trump card still tucked away in case he needed it. Despite all that though, she was going to pay for her sins. By committing to a sexual act with a mortal, she was damned to unpleasant and forced sex with the demons of hell.<br>However, Halal probably was the luckiest of them all. For even though Masaru tended to be merciless, he seemed to be going quite easy on her. He didn't know why, but something about the lovely little angel before him he found intriguing. But just couldn't figure out what.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 23:39:34</strong>
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				Halal squeaked as she was grabbed, but went limp, not daring to struggle against the powerful demon. She let out a gasp as she landed on the bed, surprised to find something not sharp and jagged underneath her. She looked up at the demon as he gave his command and sounded a small whimper, but did as he told. She had to struggle to not instinctively cover herself with her wings, she felt like a harlot baring herself like this. But it was her punishment and she would accept it. She looked at the demon again, pleading with her eyes, before closing them and softly begging, "I'm sorry, please..." A small tremble passed through her limbs, including her wings.
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				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 23:56:49</strong>
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				Masaru looked down at Halal, thinking for a moment.<br>"Shh...enough. Look, how about I make you a deal my dear lady?" He said of her as he stretched slightly. Deciding to tempt her with an offer he was sure she couldn't refuse. As he waited for her response, he slid off the strange torn pants that he wore as the only garment. Tossing them aside as he stared at her up and down. Admiring her flawless body.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 00:01:54</strong>
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				She gulped nervously. "I-I'm not supposed to make deals with demons..." She looked at his body. It was nothing like the pictures they showed her! Those were twisted, monstrous <em>things</em>, and this, this... this wasn't supposed to go this way! She wasn't supposed to want to look at a demon, she wasn't supposed to be in hell, and she definitely wasn't supposed to be getting wet in this situation!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 00:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No? You sure about that?" He grinned, reaching in and tweaking one of her nipples playfully. Nearing her all the more while his massive shaft began standing proud and tall.&nbsp; Looking to be around ten inches long and quite thick. Masaru cupped both her breasts, fondling them tenderly though his wide grin.<br>"Have it your way then my dear... while I have my way with you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 00:48:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Halal let out a gasp as the demon touched her. It hurt, but also felt good...<br>"No, no, please, stop!" She started to panic at the thought of the demon doing anything to her, especially anything involving that enormous <em>thing</em> between his legs. "W-what deal? Please, wait!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 01:01:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru smirked and moved his face close to hers. Grinning, he spoke calmly.<br>"Endure ALL my desires and commands for one full week... if you can do that without any fuss, I'll grant you the one thing you desire most. I'll grant you one night back on Earth to be with your lover."<br><br>That was his offer, and it was up to her whether she'd take it or leave it. There were good and bad things to both sides. On one hand, if she did take it, she'd have to basically be the slave of Masaru for the week. But at least she'd get to be with her lover. However, in dealing with the demon, she'd forever renounce heaven...never to return or be forgiven. However, another plus is, if Masaru wanted to reward her further, he could tempt her with other offers for more time with her lover.<br>On the other, she'd still have a chance to be forgiven and return to heaven...but Masaru would still have his way with her, probably in a not as nice way, and she'd probably never get to see her lover ever again.<br><br>It was no doubt a hard choice...but that's the price to pay when dealing with a devil.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 01:19:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought nervously, eying the demon's member. Finally, she shook her head. "I'll endure your torments- but for no deal. I-I will be forgiven, and I'll go to heaven, where I can watch over my lover until he comes up to join me." She nervously bit her lip. "I-I can't give up on forgiveness for a chance to see him for one day..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 01:36:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're so heart set on thinking he loves you don't you? Humph, he's probably off fucking other women right now!" Masaru said with a semi-displeased tone. Ok, sure, his idea may of backfired, but despite it, he'd still have his way with her. Figuring play time was about over, he snapped his fingers to make two shackles appear on her wrists. Yanking her arms up and locking them tight above her head. Securing her to the bed for the most part.<br><br>He'd make her forget. He'd make her forget all about heaven...and him. Masaru was gonna teach her what true sexual delight was. One way or another, she'd bend to his whim, and desire him for all eternity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:22:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, no, no he wouldn't!" She let out a gasp as her arms were locked into position. "What? No, no, you were nice, no, please let me go!" She crossed her legs tightly and hid her body with her wings. "Please, please!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't believe me? Just watch this live feed of him..." Masaru hissed, as a small TV-like object appeared over his shoulder. Staticy at first, but then came in clear of loud moaning and flesh on flesh contact. There, her lover, was indeed fucking another woman with all his might. Of course, what Masaru didn't meantion was, the image she was watching was fake. But sure as hell was convincing as the screams of pleasure echoed into the room. The demon didn't need to say anything as she watched the image unfold before her. Letting Halal absorb this good tid bit of info.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened as she took in the scene. She was silent a moment before sobbing out, "No! No! It-it-he-I-no!" She frantically&nbsp; struggled for almost a minute, sending ineffectual kicks at Masaru, before quiting down and whimpering. "No..." She breathed heavily from her exertion, her chest rising and falling. Her wings were splayed to her sides, and her legs were drawn upwards, slightly to the side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:56:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Isn't that so unfair? You give yourself to him, thinking he loved you, but instead just used you. Used you like a dirty little slut." Masaru teased, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her.<br>"You don't deserve someone like that now do you?"<br><br>Pausing, letting her soak in the information as the object disappeared once again, Masaru watched her naked and trembling form closely.<br>"Besides, you crave a lot of sexual gratification don't you? You want it for hours upon hours wouldn't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:04:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tears begin to stream down her face. "I-I'm not a slut! He- he was the first! The only! Why did he do that?" She sobbed and tried to hug the demon to comfort herself, but felt the chains stop her. Then she heard the demon continue. "I- I- I don't! I don't!" She began to cry in earnest. "I'm a good angel!" she sobbed out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:25:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know, it's sad isn't it my dear? Come now, relax...I can show you to a wonderful time!" He said, seemingly unfazed by her remarks. Grinning almost evilly as he kept eying her possessively.<br><br>"Good or bad, you're a fallen angel Halal. One thing you'll always be is good lookin' that much I can give you." He complimented, using one of his large fingers to circle her aerola playfully.<br>"And don't lie. There's nothing wrong with wanting a lot of sexual gratification! ...So why don't you tell me, what are things you like? Or even things you're curious about? Maybe we can try them if you'd like." Masaru, using a bit of patience and restraint, was trying his best to convince her to cooperate. But if she really didn't want to, he'd just have to force her either way. And deep down, he just didn't want to do that. After all, it wasn't every day he got to see a fallen angel.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:40:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I-" She glanced at the chains holding her arms and pulled lightly. "I'd like a hug..." She looked down, not quite expecting him to agree. "I-I know there's good in you, so please, remove the chains, I promise I won't run, I just want a hug." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:47:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru thought for a moment then shrugged, "Very well..." He snapped his fingers, causing the chains to fade away, granting her freedom. Opening his arms, he expected her to do as she said and hug him. Not about to complain about getting a warm hug from a rather hot naked angel.<br>Maybe she was right. Maybe there was some good in him?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 05:39:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wrapped her arms around the demon and hugged him tightly, sobbing into his chest, her breasts pressed against him. She broke the hug and sniffed, wiping her tears. "T-thank you. I'm really lucky, to find such a good demon." She gave him a peck on the cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 05:47:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I suppose you are Halal. Others aren't very kind or even patient. Most would of had you chained down and being mercilessly fucked by now." He said with a hint of warning in his voice. Signifying he did have the power to make that happen as well should she defy him greatly. Though knew she wouldn't.<br>Masaru curiously looked at her after the kiss. Unexpected, yet welcomed.<br>He didn't want to think about it, nor admit to it... maybe, just maybe...he was falling for this angel. Just as she fell...possibly just for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 05:56:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Halal buried her head in his chest, completely missing the warning. For the first time since arriving in Hell, she smiled. "I'm so happy I met you. You're so much nicer than the one who was before you. He was creepy... but you're nice." She relaxed against the demon, pressing herself to him. He was warm, and felt sturdy and safe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 06:05:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru calmly embraced the fragile angel within his much larger and massive size. Not that he was overly large or muscular, but definitely had strength and power. She felt so soft and warm. Glad to see her happy and smiling for once. <br>Though, he couldn't help but chuckle at the meantion of the creepy demon.<br>"Yeah...Daichi's a bit of an interesting demon. He's damned to greet many of the new people into hell and assign them to a punisher or torturer, but can't really do anything himself. Which totally steams him." Thinking about it, Masaru couldn't stop laughing at Daichi's expense.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 06:16:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A stern expression appeared on Halal's face. "Mr. Masaru!" She waggled a finger at him. "You shouldn't be mean to your coworkers. Everyone does an important job, from the worm in the ground to the eagle in the sky." She seemed to have completely forgotten that she was in Hell, in the arms of a demon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 06:23:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru could only laugh again, "Hey, what can I say? We all have fun and pick on each other."<br>For now, he could only chuckle, realizing she did indeed forget where she was. Sure, there were worms, but the eagles...well, they weren't eagles really.<br><br>"Anyways, do you remember anything before you died Halal?" Ok, so it was his feeble attempt at small talk. Something he just wasn't fully accustomed to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 06:51:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The angel bit her lip thoughtfully. "Umm... I don't think I died, really. Sorta, just... fell?" She shrugged her shoulders. She looked around the room. "I just, well, I was in a bedroom, and umm... was doing stuff... and then I showed up here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 06:56:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru wanted to slap himself in the forehead. This girl was something else alright.<br>"No! No! I mean, do you remember how you died and became an angel? ...Not how you ended up here...I already know about THAT!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:04:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh! Hah! Umm.. well, I'm actually one of the original. I was never human, the Lord made me." She looked at him gently. "Umm... do you want to tell me what your life was like?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:10:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"W-what?! One of the original? ...Man...no wonder you went awol." Masaru shook his head in a bit of disbelief. Still, at least she was relaxing and talking to him. Despite it, he was still entirely aroused. But ignored that fact for now. As he typically always was.<br><br>"Me? ...well, let's see, I pretty much lived as a ruthless mercenary during what's now known as the Medieval period. Going around pillaging and raping, I did as I pleased. So, my soul now burns in hell for all eternity."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:16:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Halal settled herself comfortably in Masaru's lap, inadvertently running her soft legs across his swollen penis. "Oh! The Medieval age! I remember that. My brother told me not to go to Europe then, he said it was really bad." She looked up at him, a mixture of concern and sternness in her expression. "I hope you've learned your lesson, Mr. Masaru. But, I do hope it wasn't too bad for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:21:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru nearly moaned out when she inadvertently rubbed against him, but managed to bite it back. This girl was going to drive him nuts, he knew that much.<br>"Y-yeah... I was part of the reason." He joked, sticking his longer-than-normal tongue out playfully.<br><br>"Psh, I had fun...so I had no regrets. Sure, it sucked being killed every day for a few months, but after a while it got old and didn't bother me." Ok, not exactly a pleasant topic, but it was the truth. He didn't know why, but he found talking with Halal enjoyable. And her soft body on his was just unbelievable. He cupped her bottom and gave a teasing squeeze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:42:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave a soft moan as the demon's powerful hands grasped her. "I- uh- you- you probably shouldn't be doing that." A rosy blush appeared on her cheeks. "I-it isn't right..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru smirked a little, "Then tell me my dear lady, what is?"<br>Despite her request he didn't let go of her. But didn't squeeze either. Much enjoying the feel of her round and shapely bottom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 07:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, well, you know, honor thy father and mother, honor the Lord, do not worship false idols." She smiled. "It's all pretty clear, really."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 08:03:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The large demon could only blink, "What?"<br>Shaking his head Masaru pulled her closer to his strong frame, embracing the angel warmly. His large shaft pressing against her midsection and belly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 02:58:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"W-well, you know, the Ten Commandments, the teachings, the- the..." She glanced down at the swollen member pulsing against her milky skin. Her blush deepened. She began to stammer, and her hand began to inch towards it, her eyes locked to the demon's flesh. "I- you- um- that's not supposed to... do that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>19-01-2010, 21:51:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't be scared my dear. Go ahead, you can touch it. Nothing bad will come of it, I promise." Came his soft, husky voice. The rather reddish colored huge rod somewhat pulsing&nbsp; and throbbing between their bodies. Masaru casually watching her, trying to encourage her to give in to desires. Wondering just how curious she was about him. He knew if he could get the angel to lighten up a little, he'd show her pleasures that human never could. Not just in his size, but in his skill. He'd have her begging for release with ease.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkDaemon</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 06:28:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Halal gulped. Her desire rose within her, the sight of that cock was making her head spin.<br><br>"I... shouldn't..."<br><br>Her fingertips brush against the demon's flesh, sending a jolt through her arm- and to her moistening pussy. She couldn't help imagining grasping the thick dick, rubbing it up and down, sucking on it, enjoying it in her. She gazed, transfixed, her mouth slightly open, her chest heaving from her breaths.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Falling Hard (DarkDaemon and King RTS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>King RTS</strong> on <strong>20-01-2010, 20:04:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Masaru ran a hand into her hair, gently stroking to ease her fears. "I promise my dear, nothing bad will happen. You have my word." He said, already picking up on her desire and arousal. <br><br>Feeling her soft angelic hand on his rod, Masaru couldn't help but moan out a little. "Mmmn... go ahead Halal... touch it... stroke it... wrap your mouth around it. It's not wrong to give or recieve pleasure."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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