The Demons Harem: Regan’s Story by Enigmaraj..,
Sorry its been a while! Couldn’t figure out what to write. There is alot of backstory in the begining of this one so if you want to get to the “good stuff” you may want to scroll down 🙂 I hope you enjoy! Comments and feedback appreciated , REGANS STORY:
She felt the pain inside her begin to subside with each step the demon took up the spiral stone staircase. Her crying slowed to soft sobs and she began to forget about the tears falling to the floor below her. She had never felt this way before. Confused and angry, yet soothed and calm. She didn’t think to struggle, she knew what was below her, and was too afraid of what might be ahead.
They climbed the staircase for so long she actually began to fall asleep. He shook her awake as he adjusted her against his shoulder. They had finally reached a platform. She strained against him, trying to see what was in front of them, but his frame was too large and her long curling blonde hair was hanging in front of her face. She could hear voices ahead, deep and whispering, and the sound of running water.
The demon slowed his pace and turned toward the other voices. Three more of them stood against a wall at the entrance to some sort of bath.Without a word the demon dropped her roughly on the ground next to the other men.
“Cail has chosen this one for Ardat Lili. See her attended to.” He said as he walked back down the hallway towards the staircase.
She shuddered and pulled her knees up to her chest, feeling a cold draft swirl around her feet. One of the demons resting against the wall stepped towards her and nudged her with is feet towards the bath.
“In the water…now.” He commanded, pushing her now with his leg.
She crawled and stumbled towards the water, not sure what to do except fall into it. It was warm and comforting and her fear quickly quieted. The demons watched her from the archway, snickering and whispering in words she’d never
heard before.
She bathed, the water washing away the dirt from the dungeon below. Her hair lengthened with the weight of water, and she was glad that it came to cover her breasts from the greedy eyes of the demons watching above.One of them came and knelt beside the edge of the bath and reached for her arm. Startled, she pulled back and huddled her arms against herself.
“Do not make me come in there to get you little one!” He screamed at her as he lunged forward and grabbed her shoulder and neck. He hoisted her out of the water in one swift movement and stood her up in front of him.
She shrieked and closed her eyes, afraid he would hit her next. Instead he wrapped a long white cloth around her and put his hand on her back, pushing her to walk forward with him. He escorted her down a long lightless hallway, coming to an end in a circular room with a large four poster wooden bed in the middle.
He took her arm and pushed her into the middle of the room.
“Wait here. Don’t try to run away, if you know whats good for you little one.” he smiled sickeningly at her as he turned and walked back into the hallway, shutting a large steel door behind him.
She stood in the middle of the room, shivering a bit from the water cooling against the linen around her. She looked around at the walls of the peculiar room. lined with tapestries and weapons, unlike anything she had seen before.
Words were carved into the stone above each object, none of which were in any language she knew. Suddenly another door in the back of the room blew open, making her jump up and gasp. What came through the door was certainly not what she had expected. a woman, dressed in flowing red robes, tall and thin and swaying as she walked into the room. Her black hair pulled up on top of her head, two thin gray
curling horns coming through above and behind her ears, a few wisps of hair dangling around her exposed collarbones. Her eyes lit up green, like an animals reflecting in the dark.
She was alone, but that didnt make the girl feel any less threatened as she backed herself against the cold stone wall, as far away from the woman as possible.
“What is your name little girl?” She asked as she came to a halt in the middle of the room, her long thin fingers playing with the red silk of her robes. It was if she had forgotten to speak. She trembled and pressed herself harder against the wall, averting her eyes and staring at the floor.
“Oh child, no need to be afraid. Not just yet…now, tell me your name.”
“Re…Regan.” She half whispered.
“Regan…well, what a fitting name for you. I am the Demoness Ardat Lili.
Hopefully you will come to call me Lili.” She smiled, almost inviting, it made Regan look up from the floor to meet her eyes.
“Now, forget about all the horrors you may have witnessed from below, you are
quite lucky little one, to be chosen for my company.”
Regan stayed quiet, not even sure what to do with herself, scared of how comforted she was begining to feel. The more she looked into Lili’s eyes, the more her mind began to feel at ease. Lili moved closer to Regan, her arm outstretched towards the cloth around her. She pulled at the cloth clutched in Regans fingers, and Regan almost ignored it as it fell to the ground. She was naked now, and should have been frightened, but looking into Lili’s eyes somehow made her tranced and unafraid.
Lili smiled and pulled Regan away from the wall, running her fingers and nails across her shoulder and walked around her back, looking her up and down, as if judging auctioned livestock. Regan, now looking away from Lili, began to tense, her heart beating fast in her chest, she didnt dare move.
“You are very beautiful Regan, they were right in choosing you. Come with me…” She led her to the bed in the middle of the room, and softly guided her to sit down. Her hair was begining to dry and curl around her shoulders as Lili ran her fingers through it. Soon all her hair was dry and beautifully
set, like Lili had made it so.
Regan began to feel very tired, her eyes fluttering and her body falling backwards. The last thing she heard was Lili’s quiet laughter, and the sound of iron chains.She woke abruptly. Naked and chained to the four poster bed by her writs and ankles. She immediatly strained against them, her writs giving only about a foot before the chains were taught. The fear was in her throat, whatever trance the Demoness Ardat Lili had her in was washed away.
She screamed, and instantly was met with a rough slap against the face, a demon standing behind the bed to her right hovered over her, threatening to do it again. She closed her mouth and shut her eyes tight. The demon left the room, and she opened her eyes and looked around. The thick iron cuffs on her writs and ankles were certainly not meant to come off. The chains attached to them dissapeared underneath the bed, and when she pulled on them, they felt as if they were coming up from the floor.
Realizing escape was not an option, she sank into the bed, her eyes roaming around the walls of the circular stone room. The elaborate tapestries depicted battle scenes of demons and villagers mostly, and then there were a few where only words were embroidered. Thick flowing letters that seemed to make a snake-like noise in her head as she tried to read them. She shook her head and tried to bury her face in the blankets she lied on.