This choice: Use threats to get to the other faerie? • Go Back...Chapter #8Negotiations Go Badly by: Bucket  
Karoth’ka brought his hand up in front of his face, getting his first good look at the orange-haired faerie in his bony grip. Her breasts were small, as befitting her petite frame, but as Karoth’ka slowly turned her sideways to admire her most intimate parts, he was very pleased by the curve of her hips. It was her expression that stole the show however, a look of pure terror, and although half of her pretty features were obscured by her long locks, Karoth’ka could still appreciate the delicious expression on her face. The demons forked tongue ran along his jagged teeth, and the imp spoke once again in his repulsive voice:
“It appears that you have two suitors my little Nami, and unless you want to be fucked by us both…I suggest you convince your friend to join us…”
Timidly, the tiny faerie in his hand looked up at him in puzzlement:
“…My friend? You…you mean… Jenna? But…but I…we…what are you going to do to us?”
With a sneer Karoth’ka replied:
“Isn’t it obvious? Doesn’t this just cry out your name?!”
With that he held her close to his throbbing cock, enjoying her suddenly squirming in his grasp as she panicked, trying desperately to escape the heavy smell of precum filling her nostrils:
“NO! PLEASE! NO! NO!! NO!!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!”
Karoth’ka positioned her above his engorged glans, the precum she had smelt slowly emerging as a thick transparent globule at the tip of the imp’s veiny rock-hard shaft.
“I can do this to you, and I will do this to you…unless you cry out to your friend…convince her to share the heavy load you will have to bear…”
As he spoke, Karoth’ka moved Nami down towards his heaving balls, letting her feel the tremendous heat radiating from them...
Nami did not need any more incentive, and the almost hysteric edge to her voice was a joy to behold:
“Jenna! JENNA! Please you’ve got to help me…you’ve got to help me Jenna! I can’t do this, I just can’t! Please Jenna, if you come out then maybe they will let us go?! Please Jenna PLEASE! They’re going to rape me Jenna, did you hear me? If you don’t help me they are going to RAPE me! I need your help, and…and…I love you Jenna…did you hear me?! I LOVE YOU, and I need your help! Please…HELP ME!”
As Nami revealed this last statement, Karoth’ka made a fumbling attempt to read her mind, and in the raw emotion of the moment her thoughts were very easy to read…and he found it to be true! Not only that but the thread of her thought ran deeper…she was a lesbian! Karoth’ka’s face broke out into another of his chilling grins…this changes everything…
A small voice spoke from within the bottle, but it was cold and calculated, decidedly different from earlier…almost calm:
“I’m not coming out Nami. And I don’t love you.”
Karoth’ka could not contain his glee, and he let out a long rancid cackle, a twisted unholy sound like a choking drain. The faerie in his hand was speechless, and he watched tears begin to roll down her face as she realised the magnitude of her hopeless fate, each drop that landed on the back of his hand like nails being hammered into her coffin.
Karoth’ka could not resist asking again, almost speechless himself at the impressively callous display, perhaps the faerie in the bottle was more than just a fuck and a meal… He leaned down to peer into the jagged bottleneck, getting his first view of the faerie within. She had salmon-pink hair and which contrasted nicely with her green wings, and although her figure was still obviously developing, it showed every sign of her blooming into a very curvaceous and sexy faerie. The faerie greeted him with a barely contained fear, and holding Nami close to hand so that Karoth’ka could watch the two faeries converse, he repeated Nami’s question for her:
“You would toss your lover to the wolves…your precious sweet Nami? You would let her be brutally ravaged before your very eyes!? You would let us use her, fuck her, rape her to spare yourself from her fate for a few moments more? I will bury myself in her pussy…her lesbian pussy…again…and again…and again… soiling her womb with my filthy male seed…and I will by no means be gentle…I will be rough …violently fucking her until I have had my fill, and then I will cast her to the beasts, so that even in my absence there will be no shortage of cock in her future... Surely you cannot forsake her so easily, surely her words must sway your heart?”
As Karoth’ka spoke he could see the pure revulsion in Nami’s face, each detail of her fate like a slap to the face, breaking her down, crushing her spirit. The little demon could almost feel the fight leave Nami, her body somehow becoming smaller and lighter in his hand as she collapsed into defeat. Her eyes welled with tears as she whimpered one last time, a desperate roll of the dice:
“Please Jenna you’ve got to hel…”
A sudden explosion of emotion from Jenna caught Nami off guard:
“SHUT UP Nami! It’s your fault we’re even in this mess!!! Luring me out here so you could try to seduce me…I knew what you were doing, do you think I’m stupid!? All I wanted to see was the ‘crystal palace’ you described and even that turned out to be a lie! And now we’re going to die…now I’m going to die…because of you…”
With her outburst over, Jenna closed her eyes and regained some of her composure, the calculating edge returning to her voice as she looked the other faerie dead in the eye once more:
“I hope they rape you Nami. I hope they both rape you. I hope you get raped to death”
With that Karoth’ka bust into his cruel mocking laughter once more, standing upright and practically dancing in triumph. The delight of seeing such betrayal and selfishness was one thing, but to hear such words be spoken aloud, to witness the pure egotistical primal survival needs manifest themselves as outright reinforcement for his actions…that was just far too rare a treat in his prey!
Caught in the ecstasy of the moment he held Nami in front of his face once more, a horrid eagerness in his voice now that Jenna had condemned Nami to her fate:
“Well we’d better get started my sweet. Although I myself will have the pleasure of commencing your re-education into a hopeless cock-slut, it will be your future lover over there who will continue your lessons...”
The battered squirrel stood up on its hind legs as both imp and faerie briefly looked his way, revealing in its full glory the bulging shaft between its legs, the forest creature taking a half-step forward in its eagerness…
Now how shall Karoth’ka begin Nami’s ‘re-education’?
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