Death Is An Odd Friend ( Heretic King) [M]

[Ice]

Salamon felt fear now as she grabbed his face. As he tail loosened up he gave a gasp. He was glad to be able to breath now.  He whimpered a bit as she asked her question. He did know one thing. She could be quite scary. He wondered if she was just going to scare him. Or if she was going to do something else. He hoped that it was the former.

After she was done speaking he looked at her. His expression was a mix of fear and anger. He really hated this female demon. He did have one last trick he could try. While she was in his face she would not likely see the knife lifting from the table. He was a pretty powerful magic user.

He took a breath and managed to force a smile to his face. " Fuck you." He growled. Then he tried to make the knife slam in to her . He wanted to make her back off.

[Medievarad]

The knife easily sank into her skin, probably hitting some vital organs. But Sonneillon was no human. Humans would die from this. And as she had so eloquently explained before. As long as men felt dread, she'd live. And right now, Salamon was one person that felt dread. And it was delightful.

She didn't even as much asas flinch. And as soon as he opened his mouth, she pushed several claws inside, before gripping his chin and attempting to dislodge his chin. If she managed to even shove her claws inside his mouth, several would pierce through his cheek and shred his face.

[Ice]

Salamon could not believe that she seemed unhurt by the knife. He got the idea that she was not someone who he could ever beat. No matter what he tried. And now the demon was probably going to pay for trying to fight back. That wasn't something he looked forward to. He was thankful to have healing abilities now. He would definitely need them.

Salamon however did have enough sense the know when he was in trouble. Not that he would be able to apologize. She was to dislocate his jaw and those claws did shread his face pretty good. He tried to cover his face making a sound of pain. That really really hurt. He tried his best to turn over so he could keep her from hurt his face further.

[Medievarad]

As he turned around to cower away from her, she stepped forward, trying to grab the back of his head and slam his head into the ground.

[Ice]

Salamon really could not fight back now. All he could do was just take whatever she gave him. As she slammed his head on to the ground he gave a groan of pain. Other than that he did not really move. He wondered if she was done yet.  He wasn't sure how much more he would be able to take.

[Medievarad]

She was not done by a long shot.

As soon as she tired of beating Salamon's face into the ground, she pulled his arm up, aiming to dislocate his shoulder with a soft, hungry snarl. She leaned down and chomped into said shoulder, aiming to tear out the socket with her massive fangs.

[Ice]

Salamon was not in a very good position at all. After getting his face slammed into the ground several times he gave a weak groan . He was wondering if eventually she would knock him out. Then she whent on to hurt him even more.

As she tried to dislocate give should he gave a loud sound of pain. Maybe she really did intend to kill him. He wanted to beg but he really couldn't. There was a crack as instead of dislocating his shoulder she actually broke it. He tried to yell in pain . He definitely wasn't enjoying any of this. He had the horrible feeling that it would only get worse.

[Medievarad]

She spat out several chunks of flesh and boneshards. "Disgusting," she snarled, leaning up slightly as she turned around to grab his other hand, starting to slowly pinch off his fingertips between her claws.

[Ice]

Salamon just kind of laid there . He hoped that she would with kill him or knock him out one. He had not ever been tortured like this before. Even in hell it was this bad. And Her torture was only getting more painful.

As she whent on to slowly pinch off the tips of his fingers her just yelled louder. He was sure that it didn't do any good. However he really couldn't help it. It just hurt really badly.

[Medievarad]

She wasn't done just yet. She grabbed his index finger and pulled out his fingernail, before breaking the finger completely, moving onto the next one and repeating this. Relishing at the screams he produced.

[Ice]

Indeed the pain just got worse for Salamon now. As she ripped off his fingernails and broke his fingers he only yelled louder.  He started to cry a bit. He knew she would only enjoy that. Though as long as she stopped soon he yell as loud as she wanted him to.

[Medievarad]

"Good, good," she crooned with a soft snarl. When she was done with his fingers, she moved on to pull his wrist back and break his hand.

[Ice]

Now the poor demon was pretty sure that she planned on killing him. And slowly at that. He moved his feet slightly as she pulled his wrist back. Between the blood loss and the pain he started to pant a little . He was really really hurting. As his wrist snapped he groaned . He blinked several times and shivered a bit. He was definitely not going to upset her anymore if she let him live.

[Medievarad]

"Tell me," she hissed softly, leaning forward. "Who is the stupid one here?" A soft chuckle came from her. "Who is the filth that only lives because the other allows it?"

[Ice]

Salamon was breathing pretty hard at this point due to the pain. He frowned knowing that he really couldn't answer her. She did dislocate his jaw after all . But he did make a sound that would indicate that he was saying ' I am'  though the sound was not very clear. It was hard to talk at this point. What was clear was the fact that definitely knew she could kill him. And he would rather work for her then die. After all the guy did have some value for his life.

[Medievarad]

Sonneillon returned to her normal form, resting her elbows on Salamon's back, folding her hands together. She rested her chin on top of it, humming softly. "You should get back to work," she started with a soft smirk.

[Ice]

Salamon noted that she seemed to be done tormenting him. With that in mind he got his healing spell going. Of course that was almost as painful as bring tormented. Once he was healed a gave an awkward smirk. It seemed that even this much pain was a turn on . " Yeah I probably should Madame." He said softly. He moved his hand to hide that he was turned on. He didn't want her to know. Though if she figured it out the first time she probably knew this time.

[Medievarad]

A soft smirk grew on Sonneillon's lips. Among the scent of blood and the feelings of dread, the scent of sex slowly filled her nostrils. Her tail flicked down and slowly slipped past the hem of his pants, rubbing against his ass. "Hmm, intriguing."

[Ice]

Salamon blinked a bit when he felt her tail go down the back of his pants . He tried to hold back a sigh as she rubbed against him. He had to wonder why she was doing that now. " What's intriguing Madame? " He asked . He wiggled a bit more as he tried to get comfortable. He was a bit afraid of what was on her mind.

[Medievarad]

"You reek of lust," she answered wih a soft purr. "I thought almost killing you was beyond your arousal," she leaned forward to lick his ear, before biting it, drawing several drops of blood. "Seems I was wrong."

At that, the tail inched ever so slowly inside Salamon.