Hopeful Sin

Filliandari

Filli opened the doors and was immediately swarmed by a pack of hyenas, who bowled into her, threatening her balance, but she braced in time, driving back into them. Eris maneuvered behind the pack, slashing at their flanks, his blades far more effective against this enemy than Filli's holy magics. Down the short stairs and twenty feet down the hall, the junior paladin had bottlenecked a door, entirely focused on defense as a horde of gnolls battered at him. There was no sign of his senior.

The Priestess sent a burst of healing into him, stabilizing his bottleneck. It's unclear if the paladin even noticed her timely save, but Filli's concern, besides making sure that she wasn't shredded by the barking pack in front of her, was on the abandoned hammer and shield on the ground, beside a streak of blood that led into the room the junior paladin was fiercely protecting.

Gritting her teeth, Filli pressed forward, focusing her attention primarily on healing, splitting her attention between Eris and the paladin, trusting that Eris was more than capable of finishing things off quickly. He maneuvered between her and the horde and called out casually, "Not on purpose, he needs a heal..." before he started chanting, and a tiny bead of fire formed in his hand. Looking past him, Filli could see that, yes, Eris could clear the hall. But he would also clear the door...

Cursing under her breath, she began chanting as well, her focus entirely on the paladin now, ready to release her magic in a powerful burst of healing, the moment after the fireball goes off.

Fire engulfed the hallway, blasting the junior paladin into the room even as her spell enveloped him. Making her way through the charred bodies, Filli found him sitting dumbfounded on the floor, the senior paladin laying still on the floor beside him. Her hands already glowed with healing energy as she knelt beside the elder, only needing a sliver of life to be left in him to save him.

Filli's spell entered the old knight's body, while the junior mumbled, in a state of shock, "He... shoved me in here when the horde came. So many... all at once..."

Her spell did nothing. The man died performing his duties and protecting his charge.

After he finished looting, Eris entered the room with a casual gait and the surviving paladin snarled, fumbling for his sword, "Demon spawn!"

"Stop," Filli commanded him, with all the authority of her position, moving to place herself between the two males, "This is neither the time, nor the place for petty prejudice. He just saved your life, and that is all that should matter."

The paladin rose, his sword raised as he glared past her, "It is okay, Lady. Lord Asher has informed us that you are held in thrall by its spell, I wi..."

"Cock."

The paladin fell into stunned silence for several seconds.

"I hold her enthralled by my cock, lad. But please, continue your speech."

Filli shot Eris an irritated glance, before patiently and properly correcting the paladin, "I am not enthralled by anything. I keep his company by choice, and Lord Asher is more concerned for my image than the lives of those he holds authority over. Truly, if he cared even a little for me, you, or anyone else, he would do the right thing and resurrect your companion before seeing the both of you safely home, but his head is way too far up his ass to see that he is at fault here just as much as I."

"You are not at fault, My Dark Princess," Eris corrected her firmly.

The boy wavered, but after a few moments, Filli saw his eyes harden. He could no more deny the words of a Nephillim than she could worship the Dark Gods. She sighed, closing her eyes with an internal prayer to her Goddess, before laying her hand on his arm and gently whispering the command word for her sleep spell.

Not expecting an attack from her, the paladin didn't even try to resist. "You know... he'll go back. And next time you go back, it might be a while before I can rescue you."

Filli laid her head in her hands, miserably muttering, "I know. This is such a mess, and it's all my fault..." then, keeping her voice low to not wake the sleeping paladin, she told him about the colossal mistake she made in asking Asher for help with their... issue.

Eris sighed, pulling Filli to her feet and into his arms. "You are taught from birth they are kind and generous. It is always best to go to them first. But really, they are simply a different kind of tyranny. Much like a Devil, it is their way or no way. Check the hall, listen for voices, then we will make our way down. Put some distance between us and this level."

She nodded, stepping from his embrace and retrieving her bikini plate from the boy, and taking a moment to pause and look at Eris. "Please don't harvest the elder... he was only doing his duty and deserves more dignity in death than to be used as an ingredient for a potion."

Eris sighed, "His death could be used for something good..." Eris tried to reason, but the resignation in his voice, devoid of cunning or wickedness let Filli know that her Eris would not take a vial of the dead man's blood without her consent.

She kissed him in gratitude, with a quiet, "Thank you." before turning her attention back to the dungeon.

"Was that an okay?" he asked hopefully.

"Nope." she called over her shoulder while heading out into the hall.

He followed her almost immediately, grumbling as he took point continuing into the dungeon. They soon found the next door and the Champion of Baphomet beyond was no match for them. This was, after all, only the first floor. "What's the position of the Church on the Halls of Repentance?" Eris asked as they sorted through the loot.

This was a sore spot for the Church and confusing for everyone else. In their eagerness for a perfect world, anyone who defied the Laws of Light was summarily banished in the first century after the Fall. That resulted in a dungeon that many chaotic and neutral aligned clerics, angels, and similar beings now call home. Forever.

"It is forbidden to most. The chances of corruption from the denizens within are so much higher, coming from the mouths of those with celestial faces. At least that's their reasoning..." Reasoning she'd never been truly convinced of, but... it had been easier to go along with it.

"And, like any other dungeon, those bound regenerate when slain..."

"Oooor.... We could try to talk to them. I doubt they'll be driven by the same compulsions as the servants of the Demon Lord. I wouldn't doubt they resent the Inquisition enough that it would be a delight for them to help me go against the Church's wishes..."

"And if they don't talk..." He looked so hopeful.

"If they don't talk, then they'll likely be trying to kill us," Filli sighed, "In which case, I couldn't stop you from looting them."

"Okay. Go change. I am going to set up a bed so we can... rest. Yes... rest. And while you are changing, keep in mind... we can sleep together tonight..." Filli blinked at the realization. His ring meant he wouldn't need to renew his spell every ten minutes... they could fall asleep in each other's embrace.

Eris began setting up what could only be described as the world's dingiest tent, and Filli stepped away, a happy smile curling her lips at the thought of sleeping with her... her fiancé. As she pulled on the corset, her cheeks warmed at the echo of his voice in her mind. They would rest in bed... even if that bed would be in the most ragged, run-down, patchy tent she'd ever seen. Of course, resting was probably the furthest thing from

either

of their minds at the moment. That was okay, though. Resting in a corset would probably be impossible, anyhow.

When Filli finally finished struggling with the ties on the corset, she pulled on the silky stockings, securing them to her corset with a garter, she followed Eris into the tent... and was immediately greeted by a floating tuxedo. It took her travel bag from her and waved its empty arm towards a stairway, leading the way.

Somehow the rogue had acquired a Magnificent Mansion, a rare magical item that created a dimensional space to live in comfort while traveling. Filli's jaw dropped at the extravagance that surrounded her, then shook her head. Her tiefling was full of surprises.

The tuxedo led her to a bedroom with a massive satin-covered bed, a wardrobe, and an adjoining bath. She could picture herself using it all with her demon-spawn.

The fiend in question was laying on the bed, his hands laced behind his head and looking to be... sleeping?

Moving quietly, just in case, she climbed into the bed to snuggle against him with a mild disappointment sinking her heart. She'd wanted to enjoy this night with him fully, but at the same time, falling asleep with his warmth surrounding her would be enough.

Eris's red eyes opened, and he smiled as he embraced and rolled atop her. Of course he wouldn't disappoint her. He slid between her legs, kneeling up and looking down at her, taking in the outfit she'd chosen to wear for him while his hands began to run along her legs, indulging in a more tactile investigation.

The corset she chose was red with gold ribbing and trim, the shine hinting that it could be a true gold threading, something not difficult for her to afford in her position. The stockings were black with similar gold flecking all throughout them, sparkling in the soft bedroom mood-lighting. Her underwear was the only thing that didn't shimmer, a simple black piece of cloth that didn't

quite

give full coverage but was definitely not a thong.

"The bag." He commanded, and the unseen servant brought it forth. Rooting around, he brought forth the restraints. Cuffs and ropes, a blindfold and ball gag. Basic, but also so scandalous for the Paragon of Light to purchase, much less use.

Eris smiled, keeping all but the blindfold. "You will see what is to come. And it will be you.... eventually," he promised sinfully, taking her bare arms and moving them to the headrail, his hot hands raising goosebumps along her arms with their light, sensual touch.

Filli shivered with a shy and nervous smile as he began to bind her, and her heart started pounding in her breast. For a moment, she hesitated, tensing in his hands, but... she made the purchases, so it would be awkward to try to back out now, right? And it's not like she hadn't trusted him in more compromising positions...

With her hands bound, he moved on, bending her knees up and spreading them wide before using the rope to secure them to the headrail as well. Generously, he added soft cloths under her knees between her and the ropes to prevent chafing. A caring gesture that also indicated she would be like this for a while... and straining against the bondage...

Moisture already glistened between her legs, and her breathing was picking up speed as she shivered beneath him, and opened her mouth as he held up the last item. "I want you to tell me if you need me to stop," he teased smoothly as he slipped the gag between her teeth and secured it.

"This will be our only night together it seems. You need to leave and get a head start towards Repentance. But before you go, I want you to be willing to grab a lantern archon with your own hands and wring it out like a rag."

Her reproachful expression didn't last long as he began slowly, building a slow steady base that would permeate her body and mind. He touched her gently all over. Stroking her stockings, her ticklish sides and gently caressing her silk covered breasts. All with a featherlight touch that left only a few tiny inches of her willing body untouched.

Filli tried, briefly, to be more restrained with her vocalizations than she had outside of the cave, but her efforts were quickly forgotten as sensation coursed through and her low, needy whines started to fill the room as her hips began shifting upward, wordlessly pleading for him to touch the one place he very pointedly avoided. As the torment continued, her hips began shifting up and down as he rested between her legs, an instinctive maneuver that could only cause the both of them torment with the invitation being all but empty.

Eris growled and reached into her bag, getting out the smallest of her penetrative toys, a small dildo made of smoothly polished wood. The one she felt most comfortable with, since her thumb could overlap with her pointer finger when curled around it. He took the head and rubbed it along Filli's wet slit, stroking her clit, then slowly sliding it into her. Not how she pictured losing her virtue to her fiancé, but it felt...

so

much larger than its size would suggest in her virgin body, and her back arched as she shuddered with a whimper of pleasure and need, her body so wet and ready that there was no pain from the slight stretch.

He slid it back, so it popped wetly out, and seeing how aroused she was, he decided to take a chance. "That's mine," Eris informed her before he carefully and smoothly slid the slick dildo into her tight virgin ass. Its small size, smooth texture and the moisture from her wet pussy swayed things to his favor, as the phallus opened her tight ass with relative ease, and her eyes widened with shock at the audacity of his action.

Eris grinned wickedly at the bound Savior as he leaned in, sucking her clit into his mouth and licking it rapidly as he started to fuck her ass with the artificial member. Between his prep work, and his tongue solidly lashing against her clit, the strangeness of having a solid object working in and out of her ass was not enough to distract her from pleasure, and it became a struggle for Eris to keep it in the tight hole as her body tensed, and she shuddered with a squeal of shock as she came quickly.

Tonight, though, Eris planned to test her limits, to see just how far he could push her body and pleasure before it would give him nothing more. He licked harder, faster, while stroking her ass deep and steady, linking the pleasure together in her aroused mind.

Filli's squeals grew to muffled cries around the ball in her mouth as he continued, and for the first time, she started struggling to escape him as the pleasure grew, intensifying as another orgasm hit her body, and her ass tightened, making it too difficult for Eris to be gentle in his fight to fuck the hole. So, he carefully slid the little dildo in deep and cupped her ass to secure it as he ravaged her throbbing, over-sensitive clit.

She started sobbing as number three surged through her body, thrashing through the fourth and fifth as tears of agonizing bliss dripped from her eyes, into her hair, the scent of her pleasure growing potent in the air. Finally, Eris rose and slowly rubbed her clit with a finger as he asked with sinful temptation in his voice, "Squeeze a lantern dry?"

Filli would have agreed to so much more at this point, and nodded with a pleading whine, looking at him with glazed eyes.

A murmur and then a mage hand replaced Eris's hold on the dildo, ensuring that she could not expel it as he took out the larger dildo, the one that's his size. With the thought of a freshly squeezed lantern in her mind he used it to tease and probe her pussy as he mercilessly resumed devouring her clit into oblivion. Filli's struggles redoubled, along with her muffled pleas for mercy as her mind, already consumed by pleasure, went utterly blank as it struggled to keep up with all the signals her nerves sent shooting through her body.

With her mind so blissed out Eris slid atop her, murmuring, "This will be soo much better with me inside of you," he began to saw his thick, veiny cock on her clit, "So deep... deep... inside you..."

Filli's answering shudder was a small orgasm in itself, and her swollen clit throbbed with need and desire as a deep ache built in the core of her body as if her womb itself craved the touch of his cock.

The wicked tiefling reached down, firmly pressing his fingers to the throbbing nub between her legs. His other hand grabbed a metal rod above but separated from the bed. "I'm going to fuck your mouth," electricity surged from his grasp into the rod, sending an easily resisted current through him and into her clit, "Your ass," another jolt, "And then your pussy." He releases the rod and sends the weakest full jolt directly into her screaming clit, and her voice echoed its cry as ecstasy coursed through her one last time before her body finally waved the white flag and she went limp beneath him, falling into the black void of unconsciousness.

Filli woke, unbound and ungagged. Her head rested on her fiance's shoulder, and she may have drooled on his chest a bit. She could taste his cum and feel it dried on her face. As memory returned, she decided that he more than deserved to claim his payment in whatever manner he desired.

Eris's warm fingers idly stroked her back and Filli was hard pressed to remember a time she felt more content. When she had come in, there were twenty-four candles lined up in the room, a countdown until the boss would return. Now there were only twelve. They would have to leave soon.

The priestess breathed a sigh, letting him know she'd awakened, even though her head still rested heavily on his shoulder and her eyes were barely open. She'd never wanted to just... lay down and do absolutely nothing so much in her life and she idly mused that they should start meeting up somewhere in the middle of nowhere so that they wouldn't have to rush to leave...

Eris's hand slid up her back and into her hair so he could tilt her head back and kiss her tenderly. Moving her body gave her a little more information to sort through.

Her panties were on.

Her body was deliciously sore.

Her clit was still highly sensitive.

And the dildo was still lodged in her butt.

"Tell me you are my Honey Pot," Eris murmured, his warm lips brushing hers. A ridiculous request, surely an ill-humored joke... or... a simple opportunity to show her submission and love to her demon.

Filli grimaced a bit at his request before rolling her eyes with a soft sigh. They're just words, she supposed... and speaking them would please him, something she's unable to do, no matter how desperately she wished she could...

"I'm your Honey Pot."

Eris smiled warmly, brushing her lips with his in a gentle kiss. "My Filly... By now the paladin will have made it home, depending on if he took the senior, which seems likely. So, you can expect a search group or welcoming party when you return. You should consider going straight to the next town. It could be worse for both of us if we are together. My death, your... reeducation..."

Filli shuddered. That was an aspect of the Inquisition she'd always stayed away from, far, far away from, only having expressed support for it in the beginning, when the alternative was utter chaos. "You're right. I wanted to say a proper farewell to the citizens, but now the risk is too high."

"I will take an alternate route. If we are caught together, the mere implication you are under the spell of my cock will render my life forfeit as anything you say in my defense is merely compelled by your desire to ride me again. If you are caught alone, you can let them think you escaped or left me. Or whatever you want. I can alter my appearance enough so if I am caught, I am just another vagabond. I am good at simpering and being a good under citizen."

Her smile was sad. She had no doubts that their efforts were doomed to fail, no matter what the rings on their fingers may say, but while it lasted, Filli had every intention to enjoy as much as she could for as long as she could. "You know, not wearing an unremovable collar with your name and tag on it could go some distance to convincing people that you haven't enslaved me through magic..."

"It also indicates we wish to hide it. The collar is not magical. And your prim and proper robes will cover it when fully sealed. I am not proposing we advertise, but I am against hiding my feelings for you," he said firmly, looking at her with staunch determination, indicating just how strongly he felt for her.