Raped, Corrupted, and Ceraphed (CoC)

At some point in Elizabeth’s quest, her worst fear occurs, and she’s defeated while wandering the wastes near the mountains. By the time anyone found her, she’d been nearly corrupted to the point of no return.

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Ceraph waltzed along her usual jaunt through the mountains, uncaring if she was seen. She was a proud omnibus and a damn fine looking one at that. Minotaurs knew not to fuck with her, and she always made sure to curse those that were foolish enough not to get the message. Their loss of being able to raise their fists in anger again usually sent a powerful message to the rest of those in their village, don’t fuck with the omnibus that walked the mountain paths, unless you wished to end up like your fellow. 

Letting her thoughts wander, Ceraph began to think of her Mistress. Elizabeth, Ceraph’s mistress, was a strong and powerful girl, having beaten her time and time again once she’d gotten wise to Ceraph’s tricks. She’d nearly been able to claim the feisty girl for her own harem of slave girls. Ceraph licked her lips at the thought of the girl slowly being corrupted as she fucked her senseless, inflicting fetishes upon her with her magically cursed piercings. She’d already cursed her mistress with a love of bondage, and exhibitionism, she’d even gotten the girl cursed to be unable to raise her hand in anger again, it had been glorious. Unfortunately, the girl was an accomplished mage, and had learned somewhere how to make her all hot and bothered as well, even teasing her so bad that Ceraph hadn’t been able to continue on. She’d been left paralyzed as Elizabeth had given her a wonderful show, teasing her, caressing her, leaving her standing there, her dick in her hand and her other hand digging into her pussy as she left the desperately horny omnibus to her masturbation. 

Even just thinking about it was making Ceraph horny as she idly stroked her cock, and licked her lips imagining her master dominating or even being dominated by her. Despite enslaving her, Ceraph’s master was also such a cute sub when she was in the mood, and so obedient. It made Ceraph just want to take advantage of her and fully take control, pierce her some more, make her unable to use her magic, and maybe even convert it to lust as she slowly corrupted the champion into her little pet. She could imagine it now, parading her around on a leash, having her pleasure and fuck the various demons they came across as she completely surrendered herself to Ceraph’s exquisite care. 

As she fantasizes about her master, Ceraph quickly was becoming as hard as a rock. If she wanted, she could probably use her member as a club to subdue some of the weaker monsters that wandered about the wastes. Spotting an imp flying high and rapidly making their way out of the mountains, Ceraph smiled as she spotted her target. While she could just go back to her mansion, she kind of wanted to get her rocks off now rather than make the long trek back with her hard on waving in the wind. Thus, Ceraph followed the imp at a leisurely pace, taking shortcuts she knew to gain on the imp, or just teleporting to spots she knew of the mountain, waiting for it to land so that she could blast it, then fuck it. Maybe she would even show it how much better it was to submit to her. She could imagine it now, showing it pleasure it had never experienced before, piercing it and making it a cute little feminine imp to tempt demons and others to her mansion. Maybe she’d even keep it all nice and caged up so that it would beg for her to fuck it whenever she got back home. 

Eventually it landed, and began to make its way into a cave at the base of the mountains, in the various hillocks that surround the mountains. This must be the imp’s lair, which possibly meant not just her fucking her soon to be newest addtion to her slave harem, but also loot from taking everything it had. If it was trivial, maybe she could give it to her master, she could certainly spiffy up that little town she was slowly building. Maybe she could finally be convinced to build a dungeon there for when they played together.

Without hesitation as she came up to the cave, Ceraph stepped forth, unhooking her whip from her hip as she strode forward, rolling her hips as she got herself all worked up, and ready to dominate this imp. As she walked further into the cave, however, she began to hear the tell tale slicks and grunts of sex up ahead. Raising an eyebrow, Ceraph continued on, her hand already preparing the spell she might need in order to properly aim and fire off her lustful blast into whatever crowd was fucking up ahead. As she turned the corner, she finally saw the orgy, or rather, train. 

A horde of imps ranging from minor imps to their much larger and deadlier warlord cousins stood in the center of the chamber. In the center of the horde was a bound succubus, suspended by poles above the ground so that imps could fuck her this way and that. Those who were lucky were fucking her, running a train on her as others waited their turns, stroking their cocks as they waited for a hole. Licking her lips at the delicious sight, Ceraph prepared to move forward to join in the train, when she realised something, she knew that face. 

It was Elizabeth, her master, the girl who’d bested her so many times and that she’d surrendered herself to. The whole room felt corrupted, normally, when something pure was still a crowd of demons, it felt like a dying flame surrounded by an ever encroaching darkness that would slowly snuff out that light. Ceraph had experienced it enough with those she’d corrupted. Here there was no light, no dying flame, just darkness. Elizabeth had been corrupted. Moving around the horde of imps, keeping to the shadows, she observed her master, the one who’d tamed her. Seeing her face, an imp pulled away from her, as a demonic tongue stretched out, trying to lick one last drop of cum from it, before the imp quickly moved to the side so that another of the small creatures could take his place. 

Elizabeth’s hands were free enough that she was jacking off some of the imps, another sat on top of her suspended body, fucking her tits while another two fucked her holes below, easily sliding into her as Elizabeth did her best to match their thrusts. Listening in harder, Ceraph could hear her master moaning in enthusiastic pleasure. The imps were so busy that even as Ceraph’s spell started to properly take shape, they didn’t react. 

In mere moments, she fired off her lustful blast at them, and the room descended from a train being run on her master, to a full blown orgy. Those larger quickly knocked others over and started fucking them, those who were already in Elizabeth came quickly and tried to fuck her more, leading to brawls as others fought to fuck or be fucked. Elizabeth herself came as well, crying out in a wanton scream. After all of the imps had descended into their magic induced fuck fest, that was when Ceraph strode forwared towards Elizabeth, still getting fucked voraciously by a group of imps. With her whip, Ceraph snapped and attacked the imps fucking Elizabeth, the others uncaring that they were underattack due to their overpowering lusts. Each imp pulled away and flung about caused more whining from Elizabeth as she was fucked less and less while still needing to cum.

Finally, with the last imp pulled way, Ceraph walked up to her master, gazing down at her as Elizabeth struggled against her bonds, lust being the only thing in her black eyes as she looked to Ceraph, panting like a mutt, wiggling in such a way that added kindling to the fire within her. With snaps of her whips, Ceraph slashed the succubi kin’s bonds, and before she could move, she pushed Elizabeth down, and thrust into her. 

Ceraph groaned as she did so, penetrating the girl easily. Elizabeth gave an appreciative moan and without hesitation did her best to wrap herself around Ceraph. As she did so, she began to hump and thrust herself upon Ceraph’s cock, clenching her pussy in such a way as to try to entice Ceraph to move, to pleasure herself more, but Ceraph didn’t just want fuck here with all these pathetic imps, she had far greater ideas and plans. 

Instead, Ceraph wrapped her whip around Elizabeth’s neck, making a nice little collar for her, before pulling out. Elizabeth whined while Ceraph felt her cock twitch, longing for the warm confines of Elizabeth’s pussy. 

“Come along,” Ceraph said as she tugged at Elizabeth’s temporary collar. She might have to get a new one made for her if that was how she decided to use Elizabeth. Then again, it might be more interesting to purify her, and corrupt her herself. Or maybe something else? The possibilities with her were practically endless now that she was a pathetically mewling, corrupted wreck. 

And yet, as she left the cave, there was a feeling of… perhaps wrongness to it. As she tugged and guided the collared succubi kin, she wasn’t sure what it was, but there was a part of her that felt uncomfortable just taking advantage of her corrupted master. Perhaps it was the amount of time she’d spent serving under Elizabeth, or maybe it was the bond that had formed between them. 

Then, as she’d stopped, she felt soft breasts against her cock, while pillowy lips wrapped themselves around her cock head as Elizabeth looked up at her, her corrupted black eyes twinkled in an overpowering lust for cock as she gave everything into blowing Ceraph’s thick and hard cock. Groaning at how good it felt, her thoughts of the wrongness of enslaving her master was forgotten as the slutty minx began to give her a boob job with her massive pillows of soft flesh. Ceraph licked her lips as her mind continued to fill with lewd ideas to perform upon the submissive succubi kin. 

“You remember my mansion right?” Ceraph asked, pausing the boobjob, and Elizabeth nodded before going back to polishing her rod. 

“Good, we’ll be going there now, teleport to the entrance spot and I’ll be there soon so we can enjoy each other, okay?” There was a twinkle in Elizabeth’s eyes as Ceraph said this before she disappeared without a trace. Waiting for a moment, Ceraph smiled as she imagined what piercings she’d give her pet. She’d certainly have to reapply some of the enchantments that Elizabeth had gotten taken off, though amusingly she hadn’t bothered getting rid of the first two Ceraph had applied. 

Perhaps all along she’d wanted to become Ceraph’s slave?

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