Day 11: Futa/NonCon/DubCon (Sera/Charlie)

Day 11: Futa/NonCon/DubCon (Sera/Charlie)

***Trigger Warning: Non-consent/Dubious consent sex - Charlie doesn't exactly consent to Sera taking her. She says 'please don't' once but other than that, she is at least turned on***

Charlie had never felt more out of place than she did in the grand halls of Heaven. At first, this place seemed like a paradise. The sheer beauty, the blinding light, the elegance of it all—it was overwhelming, even for someone as cheerful and optimistic as her. Standing in the center of the heavenly court, her hands clasped in front of her, she waited nervously for Sera, the High Seraphim, to appear.

Her visit to Heaven, though brief, was meant to be a chance to prove her belief that Hell could change, that redemption was possible. But things hadn't gone as planned, and now, as she stood there with her heart racing, she couldn't shake the feeling that her stay in Heaven was about to take an unexpected turn.

She had arrived as per the instructions.

Come alone.

The Princess of Hell had left Vaggie in their room to pack up their things. They had brought enough luggage to stay the week even if they only planned for roughly a day's stay. Charlie liked to come prepared.

But for whatever the High Seraphim wanted from her, she couldn't help but think she was unprepared, but she owed it to the residents of the hotel one last effort to get them to see that anyone could be redeemed.

The doors at the far end of the court opened with a soft creak, and the tall, regal form of Sera entered the room. Her cedar-brown skin shimmered in the celestial light, and her two-layered gown flowed behind her as she moved with graceful authority. The spiked halos above her head gleamed, and her six large wings spread slightly behind her, adding to her imposing presence.

"Princess Charlotte, daughter of the Morningstar," Sera greeted, her voice as smooth as silk but laced with an undertone of something more. "Your time here is nearly over."

Charlie smiled, her heart fluttering with nervous excitement as she nodded. "Yes, thank you so much for allowing me to visit! I know it's only for a short time, but it means a lot to me. I still would love to talk to you about the hotel and the good work we are doing. I believe we can still change things. We deserve the chance to try."

Sera's eyes, with their white irises and dark pupils, watched Charlie carefully as she approached. There was something different in the way she looked at her now—something calculating, as if she were assessing the smaller, more innocent demoness standing before her. Sera's lips curled into a faint smile, but her eyes remained sharp.

"You are... far too innocent, Charlotte," Sera said softly, her voice carrying a tone that made Charlie's stomach flip. "Far too naive to be in Hell."

Charlie blinked, her smile faltering slightly. "I—what? But, I've been trying to change Hell, to help everyone there. I... I believe it can get better."

Sera's smile didn't fade, but there was a knowing glint in her eyes as she stepped closer, her towering form looming over Charlie. "That may be, but you are still so... fragile. You are not ready for the harshness of Hell."

Charlie's heart raced as Sera stood directly in front of her, the soft glow of the seraphim's body radiating warmth that was almost overwhelming. The High Seraphim looked down at her with a mixture of compassion and something darker, something more possessive.

"I have decided, Princess," Sera continued, her voice firm but soft, "that you are better suited for Heaven. You should stay here... where you are safe."

Charlie's eyes widened in shock, her heart pounding as she took a step back. "W-wait! But I have to go back. I need to help the souls in Hell!"

Sera's wings flared slightly, her gaze becoming more intense as she followed Charlie's retreat with slow, deliberate steps. "No, Charlotte. You belong here. I will make sure of it."

Charlie's breath caught in her throat as Sera's words sent a chill down her spine. She opened her mouth to protest, but before she could speak, Sera reached out, her long fingers gently brushing against Charlie's cheek, tilting her chin up to meet her gaze.

"You are too precious," Sera murmured, her voice filled with an eerie calm. "Too pure to be lost in that wretched place."

Charlie shivered at Sera's touch, her body reacting to the authority and warmth radiating from the seraphim. Her mind raced, trying to understand what was happening, but Sera's presence was overwhelming, leaving her feeling small and vulnerable.

"I... I can't stay," Charlie whispered, her voice trembling as Sera's fingers traced the line of her jaw. "I have to go back."

Sera's smile widened slightly, her fingers tightening on Charlie's chin as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Charlie's lips. "You have no choice."

Before Charlie could react, Sera's lips captured hers in a firm, commanding kiss, silencing her protests. Charlie's eyes widened in shock, her body freezing as Sera's lips pressed against hers with a dominance that made her knees weak. She tried to pull away, but Sera's grip on her chin kept her in place, her kiss deepening with each passing second.

When Sera finally pulled back, Charlie's breath came in short gasps, her heart racing as she stared up at the High Seraphim in stunned silence.

"You will stay, Charlotte," Sera whispered, her voice soft but filled with undeniable authority. "And I will ensure that you never wish to leave."

Charlie's body trembled, her mind spinning as she tried to process the situation. "B-but... how?"

The High Seraphim's smile turned predatory as her hand moved lower, tracing the curve of the younger woman's neck before sliding down her chest. "By making you mine," she purred, her voice sending a shiver down Charlie's spine.

With a soft rustle of her gown, Sera stepped back slightly, her hand reaching beneath the layers of her dress. Charlie's breath hitched as she watched in disbelief, her eyes widening as Sera revealed her secret—a thick, pulsing cock, hard and ready.

"I will take you," Sera murmured, her eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. "And once I have, you will belong to Heaven. To me."

Charlie's heart raced, her body frozen in place as Sera closed the distance between them once more, her hand reaching out to pull the smaller demoness closer. Charlie's mind screamed at her to run, to protest, but her body was overwhelmed by the power Sera exuded, leaving her helpless in the High Seraphim's grasp.

"You'll stay with me, Charlotte," Sera whispered, her lips brushing against Charlie's ear as she pressed her against the cool marble wall of the court. "Forever."

The demoness shivered at the sound of Sera's voice, her breath coming in shallow gasps as the weight of the situation settled over her. The cold marble against her back was a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Sera's body, her towering form pressing closer, leaving no space between them.

Before Charlie could react, Sera's fingers deftly moved to the front of her trousers, tugging them down with an animalistic need. The fabric fell away from Charlie's body, her pale skin exposed to the warm air of the court.

"You are mine now, little princess," Sera murmured, her voice a low purr. The cold air brushed against Charlie's bare skin, her body trembling as she stood naked from the waist down before the towering figure of the High Seraphim. "And I will make sure you never forget it."

Sera's gaze was intense, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she took in the sight of Charlie's exposed form. Her cedar-brown fingers traced the curve of Charlie's waist, her touch lingering on the softness of her skin before moving lower, teasing the sensitive flesh between her thighs.

"Such innocence," Sera whispered, her voice soft but filled with dark intent. "But that will soon be lost."

Without another word, Sera's own gown shimmered with celestial light before dissolving into nothing, leaving her tall, regal form completely bare. Her skin, dark and smooth, glowed faintly in the light of the court, and Charlie's eyes widened as she now fully saw the thick, pulsing length of Sera's cock standing proudly between her legs.

The Princess of Hell gasped, her body trembling as the High Seraphim's hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer. "S-Sera... I..." she stammered, her voice weak and trembling, but the words died in her throat as Sera's lips claimed hers once more, silencing her protests with a firm, possessive kiss.

Sera's tongue teased Charlie's lips, her kiss deepening as her hands tightened on Charlie's waist, holding her in place. The smaller demoness whimpered softly, her body reacting instinctively to Sera's dominance just like she did for Vaggie, her legs parting slightly as the angel pressed her harder against the wall.

It was something about angels.

They always got their way.

With a low growl of satisfaction, Sera broke the kiss, her lips trailing down Charlie's neck, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. "You are mine," Sera whispered against Charlie's skin, her voice filled with authority as she positioned herself between Charlie's legs, the tip of her cock pressing against Charlie's slick entrance.

Charlie's breath caught in her throat, her body trembling as she felt the heat of Sera's length against her. "P-please..dont…." she whimpered softly, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear.

Sera's grip tightened, her eyes locking onto Charlie's as she began to push forward, the thick length of her cock sliding slowly inside Charlie. The smaller demoness gasped, her eyes widening as the overwhelming sensation of being filled washed over her, her muscles clenching around Sera as the angel drove deeper.

"You feel so good, little one," Sera murmured, her voice low and filled with dark pleasure as she thrust deeper, her movements slow and deliberate. "You belong to me now. No one else."

Charlie whimpered, her legs trembling as she felt Sera's cock stretch her, filling her completely with every slow, measured thrust. The angel's hands gripped Charlie's hips tightly, pulling her body closer as she began to move faster, her thrusts growing harder, more demanding. Each movement drove her cock deeper, filling Charlie with an intensity that left her trembling, her body arching against the marble wall as the pleasure built to an unbearable level.

"S-Sera... I..." Charlie's voice broke, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her mind struggled to keep up with the sensations flooding her body. She could feel Sera's dominance wrapping around her like a vice, controlling every inch of her, leaving her completely at the mercy of the powerful angel.

"You will come for me," Sera commanded, her voice a low growl as her thrusts grew harder, more forceful. "And when you do, you will know that you are mine. Forever."

Charlie's body trembled, her breath coming in short, desperate bursts as the pleasure built inside her, her muscles tightening around Sera's thick cock. She could feel the edge approaching, the overwhelming sensation of release just within reach, but Sera wasn't done with her yet.

With a low growl, Sera's hands slid up Charlie's body, her hand going around her neck. The combination of the angel's controlling her oxygen and the relentless thrusting of her cock pushed the demoness closer to the edge, her body trembling uncontrollably as the pleasure reached its peak.

Finally, with a desperate cry, Charlie's body convulsed, her muscles clenching around Sera's cock as her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her gasping and trembling in the angel's grasp. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming her completely as she came, her body shaking with the intensity of it all.

But Sera wasn't finished.

Even as Charlie's body trembled with the aftershocks of her orgasm, Sera continued to thrust into her, her movements relentless as she chased her own release. Her grip on Charlie's hips tightened, her breath coming in short, labored gasps as her cock drove deeper, her body tensing with the effort.

With a final, low growl, Sera's body tensed, and she buried herself deep inside Charlie, her release crashing over her with a force that left her trembling. The thick heat of her seed filled Charlie completely, her cock twitching inside the smaller demoness as Sera came with a low groan of satisfaction.

For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together, trembling and spent. The court was silent, save for the sound of their ragged breathing, and the warmth of their bodies intertwined in the afterglow of their shared release.

The High Seraphim was the first to move, her hands sliding gently over Charlie's body as she pulled out slowly, her cock slipping free with a soft, wet sound. She looked down at the smaller demoness, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she whispered, "You are mine now, Charlotte."