Babel

Canaan's eyes blurred open.

He seemed to be assaulted by a strange haze as he scanned his surroundings to no avail. 

He saw nothing, the darkness was too absolute.

'Very strange' He thought, as a devil emperor even in his weakness darkness should never have been an impediment to his vision.

He vainly tried to to reach broken and disappearing fragments of his memory when suddenly...

Heeheeheehee…"

A woman's tender and coquettish laugh suddenly rang out in the chamber. Canaan could hear wantonness in this languid laughter that filled every iota of the space around them

The instant that laughter rang in his ears, his entire body suddenly went stilled. Even after the laughter had died down, that feeling of numbness, a sensation that was hard to put into words, still had not vanished. Instead, it spread throughout his entire body and he felt like even his bones had gone soft and limp.

Then....a great fire stirred up within him as his blood boiled.

His only instinct was to find the woman in the dark, press her down and ravish her.

Seductiveness… The voice contained an incredibly soft and delicate seductiveness, a seductiveness that was also incomparably terrifying. Even the words "kiss your soul and caress your bones" could not describe it.

Slowly the outline of the mysterious woman producing the seductive laughter revealed itself.

As the black mist of darkness blew away, an alluringly beautiful face that seemed to hold all of the seductiveness in the world appeared before him, and it was a face he knew.

The face of lady Raya.

Canaan reigned in his surprise and fought back the wave of evil thoughts demanding him to take her as he prepared to ask about his current circumstances.

However....

"Hehehehe...Hehehhahahahahgyahaha"

Her soft and gentle coo transformed into a wretched sound that sunk him into despair, for the origin of this sound could only be...

His eyes rapidly dilated and constricted as he fell to the ground and beheld a sight that had crawled put of his nightmares into realities.

Lady Raya's unblemished milk white skinned transformed into a tantalising milk brown with a rouge tint, her hair become as dark as the everylasting night and her figure became even more sultry and tantalizing than it already was.

Just based on the exquisiteness of her physical features, she would already be considered a peerless beauty in all the know worlds. Her beauty was just a step lower than the most beautiful devil empress: Heide.

However, her delicate brows and crystalline eyes effortlessly released a boundless bewitching allure that threatened to yank a person's soul out of their body. Her exquisite lips were pink, and glossy with a sultry charm. A single small glance from her would easily penetrate a man's soul and cause him to climax.

As one's eyes swept downward, they would see that she was wearing a feathered black robe which wrapped around her, showing off her the two exquisite and large globes atop her chest and the perfect curve of her devilshly tempting buttocks.

A cruel smile appeared on her face as she quietly sat ther, her breasts gently rising and falling from simply breathing, creating a sight that was so seductive and mesmerizing that any man's nether regions would explode.

Unfortunately Canaan could appreciate none of this.

"I've finally found you....Little master." Her impossibly bewitching voice announced.

"Little master"

****

Three years ago.....

The southern abyss...

Kingdom of the devil empress Heide....

The auxiliary bed chamber of the devil empress Heide!

Like most days the populous of the bed chamber consisted of two people shrouded in debauchery.

Heide sat on the bound Canaan, the folds of her pussy had already tightly wrapped around him as arousal glowed within her eyes.

However she seemed to be focused on something else even as they were interconnected.

Her long sharp finger nails dug deep groves as they trailed across Canaan's skin, each stroke of her nails sent waves of pain arcing through his body, and yet she watched his reactions with a curious fascination.

The room grew warmer with the scent of coppery blood and fear, the candles flickering in the background casting an ominous glow on the scene unfolding before them. With every cut, every bead of blood that escaped his wounds, Heide felt a perverse sense of satisfaction, her breath quickening as she grew more aroused by his suffering.

Her movements grew more deliberate, the blade tracing patterns of love and obsession across his torso, each line a declaration of her dominance over his soul.

Canaan's eyes grew glassy with pain, his body trembling beneath her, but Heide was lost in her own world and could no longer feel anything but her own pleasure.

The only sounds that pierced the silence were the wet slices of her nails and the rhythmic thumping of their hearts.

As the night wore on, Heide's delicate strokes grew more violent, her nails digging deeper into Canaan's flesh with each pass. Heide's eyes were alight with a fiery obsession, her breaths coming in short, erratic pants as she reveled in the power she held over him.

She leaned in closer, her hot breath tickling his ear as she whispered sweet nothings of love and pain, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty beads of sweat that had formed on his neck. Her hands, once gentle, now held him down with a force that belied their size, ensuring he could not escape her sadistic embrace as she rode him intensely, while still continuing cut him, for to her, each cut was a declaration of her intense, inexhaustible love, and each drop of blood, and each cry of pain was a testament to his devotion.

Canaan's body arched in a silent scream as she reached a particularly sensitive spot, the blade carving through skin and muscle with a sickening ease. Heide's eyes never left his, drinking in the fear and agony reflected in them like a fine wine.

She knew she had him now, that he was irrevocably hers, and the thought sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine. With a final, deep incision, she drew a crimson heart around his navel, a gruesome symbol of their union. Canaan's body went slack, his eyes glazed over in a haze of pain, but Heide was far from finished.

If her love was an all-consuming flame, and she would not be satisfied until she had burned away every last piece of his resistance, leaving only a charred shell of a man who would love her forever.

***

After an indefinite amount of time had passed, Heide rose from Canaans body with eyes fully glazed with lust, as the devil empress said to rule over carnal bliss, her appetite for pleasure was utterly insatiable...and so she called.

"Babel!" The soft note of her voice called another celestial, goddess like presence.

"My lady." An incomparably beautiful woman now knelt before her.

She was Babel, one of the six enchantresses of Heides realm. They served as her eyes, ears, and most loyal aides. They were born and raised from her blood to power levels not to far away from Heide's and so they would never betray.

In addition they also served as the objects thay received her insatiable lust.

Before Heide had found Canaan, she had spent several nights devouring every inch of the bodies of her six enchantresses.

And even now, she often sampled them when the hunger revealed itself to her.

So as of now....

The room was bathed in the soft glow of scented candles, their warm rose aroma of Heide's devilishly tantalizing secnt filling the air as it danced with the rhythm of the passionate whispers of tow women.

Heide, with her raven hair cascading over her bare shoulders, pinned Babel against the plush velvet headboard, the latter's eyes sparkling with a mix of desire and submission.

Heide's strong hands roamed the landscape of Babel's body, tracing the curves and valleys of her skin gently, setting it alight with a fiery passion with every touch.

Babel's breath hitched as Heide's lips found hers, their kiss a fiery dance of domination and surrender, all until Babel was left panting restless, however Heide would give her no respite as her finger sneakily slid into the ares between her legs.

Each motion slid into the warm, welcoming folds of Babel's pussy. Babel's eyes rolled back in her head as the waves of pleasure began to build, her breaths coming in staggered gasps.

Heide, her eyes dark with desire, watched intently as she curled her fingers inside Babel, hitting that spot that she knew would make Babel's legs quiver and her toes curl.

The room was filled with the sweet symphony of their mingled moans, the heady scent of arousal thick in the air as they moved together in a rhythm as old as time itself. Babel's body began to tense, her muscles tightening around Heide's invading hand, a silent plea for more, and Heide was all too eager to oblige. She increased the tempo, her movements growing more urgent as she felt Babel's orgasm approaching, ready to crash over her like a tidal wave of ecstasy.

Suddenly, Babel's hips bucked upward, her entire body arching off the bed as the first spasms of orgasm gripped her. A keening cry tore from her throat, raw and unbridled, as the intense pleasure radiated outwards from her core.

Heide, her own breaths ragged and hot against Babel's skin, leaned in closer, her eyes locked onto Babel's contorted face, savoring every moment of her lover's climax. Her thumb found Babel's clit, circling it with maddening precision as she pumped her fingers in and out, pushing her closer to the edge of oblivion.

The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them and the fiery dance of their bodies. Babel's nails dug into the bedsheets, her back bowed in a silent scream of ecstasy as she rode the crest of her release. Heide felt the wetness of Babel's desire soaking her hand, a testament to the power of her own touch, and she reveled in the knowledge that she had brought her lover to this pinnacle of pleasure.

As the final tremors of Babel's orgasm began to subside, Heide leaned in to kiss her deeply, sharing in the sweet taste of victory and the promise of more pleasure to come.

Heide leaned down, her teeth grazing Babel's earlobe as she murmured, "You're mine, all of you, forever."

Strangely Babels lips turned downwards as she registered Heides words despite her euphoric state.

A jealous glint appeared in her eyes as they trailed across Canaans bloodied form.

As if she had not notice Heide rose and willed a light crimson robe to curve around her impossibly beautiful figure.

"My lady, will you need an escort for the great summit!" Babel asked dutifully as she fought back the numbness surging within her body.

"No, stay here and make sure he heals. Then find your sisters, it's time I heard their reports." Heide asserted as he figure disappeared into a crimson radiance.

Babel then turned her hate filled eyes to Canaan.

Yes, she hated him. She hated him so much.

He had stolen tha love and care that once belonged only to her and her sistered.

Oh how she wished to she could simply tear him into pieces and he done with it, and yet she couldn't.

Her mistresses order was absolute.

"Little master, shall I sing to you".

And so she sat by him as she gently cradled his head and allowed her energy to seep into his wounds and aid his recovery, all while she sung what had long since become his favourite lullaby.

She was always the one that would do this. Little did she know that performing this task which she abored, would one day turn out to he the greatest decision of her life.

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Present day.....