Being on the road is still a little worrying, but the job is going to be worth it. Temple scribes get to write out books, fancy ones. She'd go a lot farther than Holycrest for that.

And Holycrest is a popular destination; a lot of people like being in reach of so many gods.

It would take a hell of a lot of demons to take this caravan.

Oh, wait, what's that on the horizon?

Great.

She is going to be of no use fighting off demons; she opens the crawlspace hidden in the wall of the wagon, wriggles inside, and pulls the panel shut after her.

There are sounds of fighting. There are sounds of screaming, in fear and pain and rage, in human voices and inhuman.

It isn't obvious which side won, when the noises die down, until a demonic arm rips through the side of the wagon, and incidentally a chunk of her leg.

- fuck.

She freezes, trying to think of something she can do. There isn't anything. She is not going to win a fight with one demon, let alone enough of them to capture the whole caravan.

The demon notices the blood on its hand when it withdraws it. He pries the wood off Nerine's hiding place and looks at her.

He is tall, close to seven feet, and fangy, with blue-grey pebbled skin and blue-green hair. Black horns jut from the back of his head at odd angles, and his wings blot out a great deal of sunlight. Nonetheless, he has no trouble spotting her. Despite the oddness of his dental arrangement, he can still produce a recognizable leer.

- fuck.

The leer at least seems to imply she's going to be raped as opposed to eaten. Logically speaking that's a better deal, because as long as she's alive there's still a chance she could be rescued.

He grabs her by the injured leg and slings her over his shoulder.

It hurts. She squirms anyway, testing the strength of his grip. It's not like she loses anything if she tries to run and fails.

His grip tightens, but nothing else happens.

She can see other demons, albeit upside-down from her point of view. Some of them have other living women as captives. One of them is holding a large burlap sack and shoving corpses into it.

Are there just no demons who want to rape boys?

Probably not the important thing here.

Well, there aren't any demons currently murdering boys, so maybe it's just that all the men fought. Or maybe all the demons here happen to be straight, it's not like these are all the demons ever.

They take off, great wings snapping wide and catching air from a standing start.

Some of the other women scream.

Nerine holds onto her demon in case he drops her. And looks out for any bodies of water she could try to get him to drop her into.

No such bodies of water materialize.

It is a long flight before they reach the portal. It is a portal, obviously magic in the way its surface ripples, and not just a doorway.

Well. Fuck.

The demons make their way down a dark stone passage, to a better-lit round room with a bunch of doors. The hallway continues, opposite. The few demons with corpse-bags go down that hallway. Those with live captives open the doors and enter the rooms, including the one holding Nerine.

The room is bare, with only a stone slab in the center. The demon slings her onto it and leers again.

She lands badly; for a moment all she can think about is the pain flaring in her injured leg.

The demon laughs and takes off his pants. His cock is already half-hard, and gets the rest of the way up quickly. It is...kind of alarmingly large.

Okay, she's scared.

...okay, she's not just scared.

The demon grabs her legs, drags her so her hips are even with the edge of the table, and thrusts all the way in in one smooth, violent stroke.

It hurts. It hurts kind of a lot. She can not only feel but hear herself tearing open around him -

- and she likes it, which, she supposes, is better than not liking it, under the circumstances -

The demon pays no mind to her pain or pleasure, thrusting into her in fast, vicious strokes.

The door opens again, and a few more demons enter. One of them says something jeering in the guttural demon tongue.

Are there not enough captives to go around or what? She would really rather this be a one-on-one thing, not that that is by any means her biggest problem here.

The other demons don't do anything--yet.

The one fucking her continues. His hand slips on her leg, closing over the wound and squeezing.

She shudders. It would not be at all difficult to mistake it for pain. Pain is definitely a contributing element, at least.

After another several minutes the demon thrusts even more sharply once--twice--thrice--and then comes, seed burning in the rips his cock left in her.

Ow.

- okay, now what.

Now the demon pulls out and a different one takes his pants off. This one appears to have barbs on his cock.

This one is already hard; he assumes the other's place between her legs with no preamble. He's smaller, and hurts considerably less going in, but when he pulls out the spines slice into her tender flesh.

Ow.

Maybe they're just going to rape her to death right here. She should not find that prospect as alluring as she in fact does. But it's not like there's much she can do about it either way, so she might as well let herself enjoy it.

The spines seem to find new territory to perforate with each stroke, and when he comes the sting is stronger, like salted lemon juice, but she does not die.

He heals her before he steps away.

...the healing implies they mean to keep her long-term, especially because he fixed her leg and not just the mess he personally made.

That's good news for her chance of survival. But in the moment, what she mostly thinks about is a future of weeks or months or years of being violently raped by demons. She shudders, half from fear and half from lust.

A third steps up to start raping her. The first and second have a brief conversation, and then leave. A larger group enters a moment later.

Would it be safer to let on that she enjoys it, or - not? Not enough information. She does her best to look unhappy with her situation. It's not difficult; she has several important complaints, starting with the part where they're probably going to kill her eventually.

The group discusses something with her current rapist for a minute, and then he grabs her by the waist and hoists her off the table, still thrusting up into her. One of the other demons takes off his pants and sits down where she was just lying.

- uh -

Nothing else happens--yet. But the sitting demon is apparently enjoying watching her, and that--enjoyment--has yet to become fully manifested, so the fact that nothing's happened yet is maybe not as promising for the future as it might be.

- maybe there are advantages to the group thing after all.

No that should not have been her first thought.

Okay, fuck it. She is going to spend the foreseeable future being raped by demons. If she gets off on it then fine, she gets off on it, good for her, her life is going to be much more pleasant that way. She shouldn't let herself be so distracted that she misses an opportunity to escape, but realistically there aren't going to be opportunities to escape, so she might as well let herself like it.

He finishes hardening and pulls her down, his long thick cock sliding into her ass, any resistance doing more to damage her than slow his entry. The other demon somehow manages to keep raping her cunt throughout this.

Nerine -

- does a pretty decent impression of someone who finds this horrifying and violating and painful and not at all enjoyable. Although if they're paying really close attention they might have questions about the look on her face during that first thrust.

The one fucking her cunt comes and another steps up to replace him.

So horrifying, yep, definitely - fuck, she had no idea being gang-raped by demons would be this good.

They keep fucking her like that for a while, one in front and one behind, swapping out whenever one finishes, when a third demon decides to climb up onto the table and shove his cock in her mouth.

It is getting more difficult to pretend she's not into it.

On the plus side, they mostly can't see her face as well, what with it being obscured by the third demon's pelvis as he roughly fucks her throat. He gives her exactly enough leeway to breathe that she doesn't pass out from lack of air.

It's terrifying and violating and degrading and why does she like it so much.

When he comes he pulls out far enough that he ejaculates into her mouth and not her throat. His seed tastes acrid, like something burnt that wasn't meant to be.

It tastes so awful that she bursts into tears. And yet somehow that makes it better. Pain and suffering and helplessness, it's all part of the same thing, and she wants it. She wants them to keep fucking her like this forever. She wants to be hurt, raped, used, nothing but a toy to them, a warm body for them to fuck.

He climbs down and another one climbs up and shoves his cock in her mouth. The one fucking her ass comes, and the one who replaces him has spikes.

Breathing while being face-fucked was terrifyingly difficult. Breathing while being face-fucked and crying is substantially harder than that.

His claws dig into her shoulders, drawing blood.

She shudders.

If they keep hurting her and she keeps reacting like this, she is going to have to hope that they're either very unobservant or not inclined to complain about her getting off on it. She hasn't literally gotten off yet, but it's starting to look like it's just a matter of time.

The one raping her cunt finishes and is replaced by one that is both far too large and spiked.

She whimpers around the cock in her mouth. The pain is incredible, like nothing she's ever felt, and she loves it, she wants them to fuck her to shreds -

- yeah there she goes. Tears streaming down her face, gasping and choking, stuffed full of demon cock from every direction, she has what is unquestionably the most intense orgasm she has ever experienced.

...Her newest rapist laughs and starts fucking her harder. The one in her ass says something in a questioning tone, and he replies, and then that one snorts and gives her a particularly vicious thrust before resuming his normal rhythm.

It hurts so much - if they don't heal her after this she'll probably bleed to death - she almost doesn't care, it's not like there's anything she can do, and being afraid of it feels so good - she comes again, and blacks out in the process, half from need of air and half from sheer intensity.

When she wakes up there are different demons raping her ass and cunt and no one in her mouth. She hurts slightly less than when she blacked out and therefore has probably been healed at least once in the interim.

The one in her cunt has spikes, she can feel it, ripping her apart and then shredding what's left - she starts crying again, and gives up completely on trying to hide her pleasure. They haven't minded so far; in fact they seemed to find it entertaining, and if she's especially entertaining maybe they'll keep her alive longer.

A demon who isn't currently raping her hands her a waterskin.

How thoughtful of him. She drinks.

When she's done a different demon shoves his cock down her throat.

At no point does he pull out enough for her to breathe, but despite the fact that her lungs burn for air, she never gets dizzy and she never passes out.

- which is both very convenient and incredibly hot, and now she's coming again.

The one in her cunt giggles and hitches his hips and spills himself in her still-spasming hole, and the next one takes his place before her orgasm finishes. This one is possibly the largest yet.

Good.

The one in her ass gropes her breasts, claws leaving deep gouges in the soft flesh.

She makes a choked noise that would probably have been a moan if not for interference.

He finishes and is replaced. His replacement's cock starts out a size reasonable for a human, even, but once he's been fucking her for several seconds it starts slowly growing until it matches the one violating her in front.

It feels amazing. And she still can't breathe. She comes again, shaking uncontrollably.

The one blocking her airway comes down her throat and withdraws. Another one replaces him; this one fucks her throat more normally, giving her occasional openings to breathe.

She whimpers pleadingly whenever his cock leaves her throat.

Another demon grabs one of her hands and wraps it around his own throbbing erection.

Yeah she'll go for that.

The one in her cunt finishes, seed stinging badly again. One a similar size but with spikes replaces him.

Okay maybe she is going to have trouble coming up with the spare attention for a handjob.

The demon with her hand on his cock says something sarcastic to the demon who just invaded her. The spikes go away.

That is much more manageable. Although she kind of misses the spikes now. Still, the implication that they value her cooperation is heartening, survival-wise.

The demon fucking her ass comes and is replaced. The demon fucking her mouth comes and is replaced. The demon who solicited a handjob comes, streaking her forearm with seed. The new demon fucking her mouth comes too, and instead of being replaced immediately one of them gives her a piece of bread with some kind of oil smeared on it to eat (they do not give her the opportunity to clean her seed-streaked hand first).

It is kind of difficult to eat under these conditions but she manages it.

Once she does not have anything to pay attention to the spikes come back, and the next demon to shove his cock down her throat does the "no breathing, but also no passing out from oxygen deprivation" thing.

That thing is the hottest and most terrifying thing out of a lot of very hot and very terrifying things.

The demon pounding her cunt finally comes, pulls out, and heals her before before another takes his place. This one has a smaller cock but bigger spikes.

She comes. Again. Being torn apart like this is amazingly awful.

The demon smirks, and its cock swells.

And she still can't breathe - choking on demon cock makes everything better - she loves the way they rape her...

A demon procures a wicked-looking knife from somewhere and stabs her in the calf.

Which results in new and exciting kinds of agony.

The knife slips between her tibia and fibula, and then out.

And then the demon's cock follows where the knife went, bones snapping around it.

- fuck.

She can't scream, she can't breathe - she is utterly helpless, surviving second by second only at their whim, and they can fuck her any way they want, break her any way they want, and then put her back together and do it all over again, there is nothing she can do to stop it -

She comes. This one goes on for a while.

The demon raping her ass spills inside her and is replaced. Another demon repeats the calf treatment with her other leg.

She is starting to lose awareness of details. The world is just a blur of pain and violence and pleasure and violation. Coloured lights swim in front of her eyes, drowning out her vision.

Eventually, probably hours and hours later if she has any time sense left at all, the pain slowly goes away, until there is only one demon fucking her, and then he finishes and dumps her on the stone table and leaves.

She should do something - look around the room, try to figure out if there's some way to escape - but she's so exhausted that she just collapses on the table and falls asleep near-instantly.

She wakes to another cock in her cunt.

Half-awake, she thrashes in panic and terror, trying to get away.

The demon's hands tighten on her hips as he waits for her to give up, still driving into her.

She whimpers, and stops struggling.

Once she stops struggling the demon lets go of her with one hand, retrieves a waterskin, and hands it to her.

She drinks.

Once she is done drinking he retrieves some food and gives it to her.

As complaints go, this one is fairly petty, but wow, eating while being fucked just makes both things so much less appealing.

On the other hand it's kind of hot to be raped literally every waking moment.

This is a fucked-up way to be but it's not like giving herself a hard time over it will help anything.

When he finishes he picks her up and sits down so that she's straddling his lap, and another demon thrusts into her from behind.

She moans and shudders and clings to the one in front of her. Without the spikes she can really feel how full she is, and there is something incredibly hot about being stuffed full of cock like this.

The one supporting her finishes, and the one behind lifts her up to let another one--huge, still no spikes--take his place before lowering her back down onto his enormity.

She whimpers helplessly.

He fucks her hard and fast and deep; it's like a punch to the cervix with every stroke, and not a light one.

She comes screaming.

The demon fucking her ass leaves gouged claw-marks on her outer thighs where he grips her. Another demon comes up to shove his cock in her mouth and pull her favorite trick with her lungs.

At this rate she's just going to keep having orgasms until she passes out. If they let her pass out.

They seem disinclined to let her pass out.

Who knew being gang-raped by demons could be this much fun.

Not the demons, certainly, who seem awfully amused by this whole thing.

The demon in her ass finishes and is replaced by one with spikes.

Fuck fuck fuck she is way too into this.

They fuck her like that for a while. Sometimes one of the cocks in her lower holes will have spikes, sometimes both, sometimes neither. Size varies wildly. Almost all of the demons who fuck her throat pull the lung trick.

At one point both of the demons fucking her are way too big and covered in spikes, which proves a mistake when they accidentally abrade entirely through the wall between orifices and start getting each other with the spikes. This results in shrieking and cursing in the incomprehensible demon tongue, immediate removal of spikes, a healing for her, and the two so afflicted leaving immediately to go curl up in pain. There are no more spikes for several rapes after this.

- it would not be good for her odds of survival to find this hilarious. Luckily she has plenty of other things to focus on.

Lots of the other demons find it hilarious, so who knows.

They give her another break from throat-fucking to eat and drink and then the next one after that has tiny barbs on his cock.

...well that's a whole new kind of painful. Fuck.

This one lets her breathe a little to start but then pulls the lung trick.

She wonders distantly if they're trying to get her off. If so, it's working.

One demon draws his claws down her breasts shallowly, leaving bleeding but not deep cuts. Then he jerks off onto them.

It stings, and you'd think she'd barely notice given everything else that's going on, but no. She notices. She appreciates it very much.

Someone stabs her in the side.

She moans.

They start fucking the wound. Possibly this would kill her if they weren't ensuring not that.

She's pretty sure it would. Which, again, is hot. Surviving at their mercy moment by moment, being raped more than her body could possibly withstand, violated in every conceivable way and then some...

He heals her when he's done, his seed oozing out of the wound as it repairs.

It feels disgusting and there is no reasonable way she should be getting off on it, and yet.

A different demon stabs her somewhere else on her other side and starts fucking that.

She comes again.

This is so far down the list of her problems but wow, if she ever gets out of here she is really going to miss this, and there is really nowhere else she can get this kind of thing.

He heals her when he finishes, too, and another stabs her somewhere else and starts fucking that. Apparently they want to minimize the risk of her dying of a moment's inattention.

And it means she gets to feel herself healing like that over and over again. It's wrenchingly awful, but it's the kind of wrenchingly awful that gets her off.

They keep fucking her like that for a long time, then leave her sprawled on the table again when they finally leave.

And again, she's too exhausted to do anything but sleep.

When she wakes there are two demons in the room. One is fucking her and one is mopping up the absurd amounts of semen that leaked out of miscellaneous parts of her body "yesterday".

She has another moment of panic, but recovers much faster this time.

The other demon finishes his mopping and promptly starts raping her ass.

Friendly of him.

At this point she's pretty sure they are deliberately trying to get her off. Well, if that's what they want, she's more than happy to give it to them.

Other demons come in one and two at a time. As soon as the first newcomer enters the room, he starts fucking her mouth. Unfortunately he doesn't do the lung trick.

It's so much less hot this way but that is not the same thing as not hot.

One of the demons picks up her foot and starts breaking the bones in it one at a a time.

At the first one, she flinches, shuddering. By the third she is trying unsuccessfully to scream.

He is impeccably careful, breaking each one individually and cleanly.

It hurts so incredibly much. She has had two shuddering teary-eyed orgasms before he's done.

He starts on the other foot when he's done.

If she weren't so worried they were going to kill her eventually, this would be the best week of her life.

Once he's finished her feet he does her ankles.

Is he just going to keep going until he's broken every bone in her body? Fuck that's hot.

Whether or not it's every bone is yet to be determined, but he does go for the legs after the ankles. And the hips. And...

It does not turn out to be literally every bone. He leaves her spine and skull alone.

And they are still raping her the whole time, making all those broken bones shift and jar and grind together. It's the best thing they've done to her yet.

And when he heals her and starts over all the broken bits snap right back into place; nothing heals crooked.

Being healed from that is -

- she comes, and doesn't stop shaking for a solid minute.

This appears to provoke some kind of argument among the demons.

Hopefully whatever it is it won't end in them killing her, but right this second she's kind of beyond caring about that.

The demon starts breaking her foot bones again.

Whimper.

He's just going to do the whole thing over unless something stops him.

Nothing stops him.

And once again she enjoys the whole process immensely and has an intense and prolonged orgasm when he heals all those broken bones.

Perhaps she will enjoy it if the demon raping her cunt makes his dick temporarily thick enough to break her pelvis, then.

Yes.

The demon laughs. They seem to find getting her off to be hilarious, more than anything else.

Good for them. As long as they're getting something out of it, she's not too bothered about what.

Bone demon starts on her feet again.

Bone demon has weirdly specific kinks, but she's hardly about to complain.

He completes the process a third time, and then the demon currently raping her vulva finishes and bone demon takes his place.

Would bone demon like her limp and shaky and overwhelmed with pleasure, because that's how he's getting her.

Bone demon does not express an opinion either way but he does finish quickly enough that he can be presumed to either like that or have really liked doing the bone thing.

She's betting on option number two.

Reasonable. Sadly, he leaves after that, but she can enjoy some more of the lung trick.

The lung trick continues to be a pretty reliable way to get her off.

Someone claws a set of gouges across her breasts, breaks her leg just below the knee, stabs it, and fucks the hole in such a way that it lands on her chest when he comes.

This seems unnecessarily elaborate but that doesn't stop it from being hot.

They keep raping and torturing her for the rest of the "day." The lung trick is employed for most of it.

By the time they leave her alone, she's already wavering in and out of consciousness. Having this many orgasms is exhausting.

When she wakes up next time there are already two demons raping her.

This time she doesn't panic at all, just moans softly.

They give her food and water.

She eats and drinks. The not having breaks for meals thing is kind of starting to get on her nerves, but somehow she suspects a complaint wouldn't get far.

Once she is done eating a demon with tiny barbs on his cock shoves it down her throat.

Mmmmm she loves it when they do that. The pain, the blood filling her mouth... mm.

The demon fucking her ass finishes and is replaced by another, who has a knife. He idly leaves shallow cuts all over her back as he rapes her.

Today is going to be a good day. She shivers happily.

The demon raping her cunt finishes and is replaced by one with spikes; the one fucking her throat finishes and is replaced by one without.

Being gang-raped by demons feels good. It's easy to just let herself get lost in it. She's past the point of caring how fucked up that is; so what if she's fucked up? She has bigger problems. And it's not like she's ever going to get the chance to escape -

- but she can't assume that. She shouldn't give up completely.

Still, if she gets that kind of chance, it won't be while she's being raped by three demons at once. She can afford to enjoy herself.

Are they going to spend all day making her come like they did yesterday? Because she would be ever so happy to cooperate with that.

That does seem to roughly be the plan. This time with fewer broken bones and more knives.

She misses the healing-from-all-those-broken-bones thing, but knives are good too. And she loves the way they're fucking her. Being filled from every direction, torn open, raped, violated, shredded from the inside out... yes.

This time several of them invent new and interesting holes and then fuck them at once.

She really likes it when they do that.

They continue healing her after finishing,  but reopen the wounds quickly enough that the bloody semen hasn't finished dripping from her sides and sometimes gets fucked right back in.

It's kind of glorious. And even if they're totally going to kill her she is at least confident they're not going to kill her today, so she can enjoy the pain and terror and all those deliciously awful feelings of violation without worrying about it.

They do not kill her that day. They rape her to complete and total exhaustion and leave her lying on the stone slab, again, and wake her up with rape and fail to give her a break when they let her eat, again.

If she ever gets enough leverage with them to make requests, the first thing she's going to ask for is proper meal breaks and the second is somewhere soft to sleep.

In the meantime, though, she is going to be the happiest captive they have ever had.

They seem to find this some combination of funny and cute.

Works for her.

They continue raping and torturing her. About a week after she was first captured, someone decides to add fire to the torture palette. One demon has just clawed her breasts open and ejaculated on the wounds when the burning sensation of demon seed is augmented by the demon raping her cunt laying a flame-wreathed hand on the whole bloody mess.

She flinches - shudders - moans in helpless lust.

He keeps his hand there until most of the flesh of that breast has burned away and then puts it on the other one.

He can get several orgasms out of her that way, if that's what he was going for.

Among other things. He heals her when that one's mostly gone too.

It's not quite as glorious as being healed from having all of her bones broken, but it's still pretty fucking glorious.

The demon gives her a speculative look and starts burning miscellaneous other areas of her body.

She turns out to be really really into that!

The demon laughs and wraps a hand around her ankle, burning and also squeezing hard enough to slowly fracture bone.

Fuck.

He keeps going as the flesh crisps and the bones are crushed.

There is so much helpless agonized whimpering going on here.

He burns and crushes all the way through. Her foot falls off. He grows it back.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck -

He does it again, a little further up her leg.

If he's trying to get her off he has chosen an excellent strategy.

Possibly he is trying to get him off; he comes shortly after healing her foot back the second time.

She's not in much of a position to notice, because when he heals her foot back the second time she comes screaming, all her senses drowned in the intensity of her pleasure.

Possibly when she regains coherence she will notice that the cock currently violating her cunt has spikes and the previous one did not.

She definitely does notice that.

New Rapist draws pretty patterns on her stomach in burned tissue.

Hot. So to speak.

The demon fucking her ass comes. It burns even though she doesn't currently have any open wounds there.

Is she going to be eaten alive by acid - last week that would've been a terrifying thought, and it still kind of is, but she's more aroused than afraid -

It doesn't stop but it doesn't spread very quickly either.

So it just hurts. Yes. Good.

Apparently demons are immune to acid or something because the one that starts raping her next doesn't react like the unfortunate instigators of the Too Much Spike incident.

Mmm. Good. If they had to stop raping her now that would be terrible.

Someone picks up one of her hands and starts slowly incinerating it.

Nerine is pretty sure she has a new favourite thing, and it's having substantial pieces of her body slowly burned away.

Charred finger bones drop to the floor one by one as the flesh holding them in place is burned off.

It's so good, and it's going to be even better when they heal it -

When he has gotten down to the wrist and there aren't any more little bones to go plink on the floor he heals her.

She feels so utterly helpless, it's amazing.

The next day there is much less fire but bone demon comes back to do his thing again.

Bone demon is her favourite.

This time instead of leaving after taking his turn actually raping her he goes back to breaking her some more.

Mmmm yes good. She wishes he'd fuck her while she was broken, that's so hot.

Perhaps she could suggest it if and when she has the leeway to make requests. Meanwhile have some healing.

Healing from grievous injury is so fucking glorious.

He starts breaking her again. And again. Eventually he takes another turn, this one in her throat, lung trick and all. He does heal her first, but lays one hand on her ribcage and cracks it in several places whilst raping her.

Bone demon is so her favourite. Mmm yes please more of this.

When he finishes he starts breaking her again.

It's a good thing that they seem totally uninterested in talking to her because if he wanted to make her beg for his attention she absolutely would.

He keeps breaking and healing her until he gets a third turn at raping her, after which he leaves.

She kind of misses him. He only has one trick but it's such a good trick. Well, maybe one of the ones who likes burning pieces off her will come back.

Eventually, yes.

Mmmmmm.

The demon who drew pretty designs on her stomach in burns when fire was first added to the equation steps up to start raping her. He takes her hands and does little curlicues of napalm or something similar across her palms, then lets them fall, still burning, and then cups her breasts, slowly burning them and crushing her ribcage at the same time.

She is a little too busy reveling in pain to appreciate the artistry, but not too far gone to decide she definitely likes this guy.

Occasionally he takes a brief break from damaging her chest to draw pretty lines of blood across her shoulders with his claws.

If only she weren't so distracted. The third thing she wants after meal breaks and a nicer place to sleep is for the demons to sometimes rape her only one or two at a time so she can enjoy the subtle details without being so constantly overwhelmed.

He finishes and heals her and steps away. It isn't much longer after that that they leave for the night.

She sleeps, exhausted.

Things continue in that vein for a while. Sometimes Bone Demon comes in and does his thing, sometimes one of the Burning Pieces Off demons do their thing, sometimes Art Demon does any of a variety of pretty things.

One morning she wakes up without a demon already raping her.

- weird. She sits up, somewhat stiffly, and looks around.

Waterskin and a tray of food on the table beside her.

She eats and drinks. That is not an opportunity she wants to waste.

And - now what? She hesitates, perched on the edge of her stone slab.

A demon enters the room.

She looks uncertainly at him.

He grabs her legs and hoists them apart and starts raping her.

She moans.

He fucks her for a while and then finishes and leaves.

She considers what she would like these demons to think of her, and then she lies back on the stone slab and masturbates to the memory of being gang-raped with all her bones broken.

...The demon who comes in a minute later is surprised!

Nerine is a little too busy to pay any attention to him!

...He's going to lean against the door and just watch until she's done.

She gets herself off and then sprawls out and relaxes with a happy sigh.

He walks up to her and almost tenderly picks up the hand she was touching herself with and crushes it.

She's pretty sure she recognizes this one - isn't he the artist? She bites her lip, whimpering softly, and doesn't make the slightest effort to pull away.

He crushes the bones very thoroughly and carefully, and then spreads the fingers and sets each fingertip alight with a delicate yet agonizing flame.

She looks up at him with a dreamy smile. It's so nice to have some subtlety in her rape and torture.

He smiles back, and puts her hand down, and begins tracing an intricate pattern of bruises across her breasts.

Okay, bone demon might be her favourite when it comes to gang-rape, but this guy is definitely her favourite one-on-one. She happily holds still for him.

He finishes the pattern, and starts raping her, and starts detangling her hair with one hand while drawing more pretty lines across her back in blood with his claws.

She clings to him with her good arm, and closes her eyes so she can really focus on the pain and the way his cock feels inside her.

(Her hair is a real mess after weeks of nonstop rape, but maybe he can do better with it than rip it all out and start from scratch.)

Apparently he can. All he has to do is stroke it and it smooths and unsnarls under his fingers.

She wouldn't have thought to ask for that, but wow, she feels so much better with her hair clean and detangled. Impulsively, she kisses him.

...This really startles him. He goes still.

Aww. That's just cute.

...He starts fucking her and clawing up her back again.

She rests her head on his shoulder and hums with pleasure.

"You are bizarre," he informs her quietly.

She giggles.

He checks on her hand. The fingers have mostly been burned away. He draws a spiral of fire on her palm.

For the most part she still thinks the safest way to present herself to the demons is as a brainless slut who can't think about anything but how much she loves to be tortured - but this one, this one she thinks she can charm.

"Always nice to meet a fellow artist."

"...Oh?"

"I had a very promising career as a scribe and illuminator before I started spending all my time being raped by demons," she says, her smile half-hidden against his chest.

"...Oh," he says, in a different, less scrutable tone of voice. The pattern of the lines he carves on her back changes. It's not any alphabet she recognizes, but...

- she laughs and hugs him with her good arm.

"Why are you so..." he trails off, unable to think of a good word.

"Why am I so what?"

"Okay with this."

"Turns out being raped by demons is really hot. I'm sure you're going to kill me eventually in some horrible way but in the meantime I might as well enjoy myself."

"That was originally the plan but actually now everyone thinks you're cute the way an animal is cute and wants to keep you as a pet. Like a really clever pig you can't bring yourself to slaughter. ...I'm aware that's not a particularly flattering comparison, sorry."

She laughs and kisses him again.

He kisses back this time.

Mmmm.

"This is incredibly fucked up," he sighs after the kiss is broken.

"Just a little, yeah."

"...Demons don't as a general rule think of humans as people."

"Well that goes a ways toward explaining why you're such assholes to us all the time." Kiss.

Kiss. "Yeah. You're shaped enough like us that it's not gross to fuck you, but you're not so much like us that it's unethical not to take no for an answer, is...what pretty much everyone thinks. ...Including me, like, yesterday."

"And all the torture...?"

"Is fun?"

"Well, true enough."

He continues fucking her for a long moment in thoughtful silence.

Finally: "There's something I should probably tell you but I can't think of a way to do it that isn't incredibly awkward."

"More awkward than the rest of this conversation? Well now I have to hear it."

"Standard operating procedure for kidnapped human women is to get them pregnant, wait until the fetus is five or six months old, forcibly abort, magic it so the demonic essence seeps into the womb instead of dissipating on death, repeat as desired, then cut the womb out and eat it for the power."

"Well. You're right. That was pretty awkward."

Thoughtful pause.

"...admittedly also kind of hot."

"...What, really?"

She giggles. "Is it that much of a surprise that I'm into having fucked-up violent things done to me?"

"To you, no. To a child you're carrying, more of a surprise."

"I don't want children anyway."

"Alright. ...Uh, if you were wondering why the decrease in rape..."

"Figures."

"Sorry."

Snuggle. "Thank you. You're very sweet."

Wryly: "Thanks."

She laughs.

Her burned hand is getting to the point where it doesn't hurt as much because there's hardly anything left to hurt, but it bumps the edge of the table and she shivers happily at the flare of pain.

He starts crushing the bones in her other hand.

She closes her eyes and leans on him and moans softly.

He goes still again, slightly less abruptly than last time.

"Mmm?"

"Trying not to come," he says through gritted teeth.

This gets a quiet, affectionate giggle out of her.

After another moment he heals back the hand that finished burning off.

"Fuck -"

She doesn't quite come, but she's a whole lot closer than she was a second ago.

His hand closes around her throat and tightens, claws drawing beads of blood.

That does it.

He takes his hand off her throat and slowly resumes fucking her.

"That healing thing is so good," she sighs, running her restored hand down his back.

He grins. "I noticed."

"And here I thought I was being so subtle." Snuggle. Kiss.

Kiss. "The orgasms were a bit of a hint."

"Mmmmmmmm." More kiss. "What's your name?"

"Khythen."

"I'm Nerine. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. Even if realizing humans are people isn't the most comfortable thing ever to happen to me."

"Yeah, I'll bet it's not." Snuggle.

Pensive snuggle. "You're into it but you're not the only one I've ever--"

"Yeah."

"I can just--not, anymore--but I don't think I can convince the others--"

She hugs him.

Hug.

"You're very forgiving," he murmurs into her hair.

"You're the first person who's been nice to me in a month. What am I gonna say? 'Fuck off'? Anyway, it's... you don't have to make 'demons should stop being such assholes to humans' your thing. There's lots of people who know it's a problem and don't make it their thing. If you want to and think you can get somewhere, then sure, but if you can't..." Shrug. "Personally, I find my ambitions limited by circumstances. I want to get out of here alive someday. Doesn't even have to be soon. Everything else is details."

"...I don't know if I could get anywhere in the general case but I'm pretty sure I could get you out of here alive."

Snuggle.

Her other hand has mostly burned off now. He grows it back.

She clings to him, moaning raggedly.

He kisses her. And elongates his tongue and pulls a variant on the lung trick.

Oh wow that's nice.

He pinches off one of her fingers.

fuck

It takes him less than a minute before his hips stutter and he comes with a full-body shudder.

She leans on him to catch her breath. "Mmmm."

He heals all her injuries.

She shivers and hugs him.

He reluctantly pulls out. "I should--go, for now. Whatever I end up doing it won't be made easier if anyone else thinks I'm acting weird."

"See you later." Kiss.

He kisses her and leaves.

It takes several minutes for another demon to come in and start raping her.

She is a happy cooperative victim.

He claws her up lightly but does not do substantial damage.

It's still pretty nice.

The next demon after he finishes and leaves decides to fuck her mouth instead of her cunt. He does do the lung trick.

The lung trick is still good even without anyone fucking her anywhere else.

The demon fucks her throat hard and slow and deep and finally comes at the deepest part of his thrust.

She loves it. Although it might be harder to tell how into it she is when she's doubled over coughing and gagging.

The demon reaches between her legs and pinches her, hard.

And now she is coughing and gagging and sobbing and pressing forward into his hand.

Yeah he's just gonna do this until she gets off.

Not long at all.

And then he wipes his hand off on her outer thigh and leaves.

She flops exhaustedly onto her stone slab.

Another demon comes in to rape her cunt again a little while later.

Mmmmm.

The next one after him brings more food and water with him when he comes in and leaves her to eat it alone in peace after he's raped her.

This is such an improvement on having to eat while being raped!

Fortunately the next demon doesn't come in wanting to use her until after she's done.

Good. And she's less exhausted now, so she can be properly appreciative.

This one'll be the first one with spikes she's had today.

She appreciates him so much.

A few hours later Khythen comes back.

She grins when she sees him.

He grins back and closes the door. "Doing alright?"

"Mmhmm. The 'being left alone to eat' thing is nice."

"...Yeah, I can imagine. Is there anything else like that...?"

Shrug. "I might like somewhere softer to sleep but it's not really that big a deal."

Hug.

Snuggle.

He kisses her. "What do you want?"

"Oh, plenty." Kiss. "I like the spikes thing. And the fire thing. And that trick with my lungs, that's pretty amazing."

He kisses her some more, and takes one of her hands and sticks it down his pants where his cock is in the process of hardening. It doesn't normally have spikes, but...

"Mmmmm." She kisses him. She strokes his cock. If her hand gets a little fucked up in the process, so much the better.