Author's Note: Angel Fall is a dark story. If you'd read this far then you know that, but it only gets darker from here. This chapter deals with dubious consent, gender bending/dysphoria and some elements of mind break. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
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"Fuck you?" The demon lord laughed. "All that build up to break you properly and I find you here already broken and begging for dick. I'm impressed - my pets did good work. When I'm done with you, I'll have to let the trainer have a turn with you as a reward."
Laurus shivered at the thought. "Mmmmm... Please..." The idea that this monster was already making a list in his head of who could fuck him was nauseating... but also incredibly arousing. The demon grabbed him by a handful of his now long blond hair and jerked his head back so he couldn't help but stare into the face of evil.
"Go on angel slut. Go on and beg for my demon cock and maybe I'll give you what you need so badly." The demon lord said, smirking at the angel's weakened state. His glowing red eyes seemed to bore right into his soul, and the cluster of small horns protruding near the top of his head looked like a natural crown. "Beg Thraxusius Bel, Lord of The Third Layer of the Abyss, and he will show you the mercy you crave.
"Please..." Laurus' words caught in his throat. He'd supplicated the powers of the divine before, but he'd never begged anyone for anything in his life, and his pride made him stiff. He'd never begged for anything, but he'd never needed something quite so badly. "I need it... I need... p-pleasure." The word was hard to pronounce, but Laurus still managed to say it.
"Pleasure, you say?" Thraxusius stepped forward and grabbed both of his nipples, twisting them hard enough to make Laurus scream as the mix of pleasure and pain coursed through his body. The demon lord didn't stop, though he did switch from twisting them hard to rolling them lightly between his fingertips. "You mean like this?"
"Ahhh... No... n-not like that." Laurus begged. "I need it deep... deeper inside me p..." He just couldn't make himself say the word. He wanted it. He even needed it, but shame radiated off him like a heatwave as he tried to pronounce the word.
"In your what?" the demon lord asked, squeezing the angel's sensitive nipples even harder as he twisted them in the other direction.
"My pussy! I need you in my p-pussy!" Laurus gasped, desperate to do anything to make the pain stop as his cunt spasmed from the sensation. He was reminded again that they hadn't just given him a female body, but perhaps the lewdest and most masochistic female body in all of creation. "Please... please stop hurting me and--"
Laurus saw stars and flopped backwards in the manacles that held him as the demon casually backhanded him. "Stop hurting you?" The demon lord laughed, undoing his breechclout and letting it fall to the cell floor to reveal a huge and angry looking cock that had to be at least ten inches. "Everything I do to you is going to hurt, cunt. That's the fucking point." Laurus barely had time to take in the terrible image of the weapon that was going to be used to pierce his virginity before the demon lord was walking around behind him, which made the whole thing even worse. In front of him he could see what the demon was about to do, but behind him... behind him he could be up to anything.
"You're mine now, slut," Thraxusius growled, Pressing the head of his massive cock against her exposed and vulnerable sex. Between the heat and pressure it was a terrible sensation, but Laurus craved more. "A one of a kind piece of angelpussy - the only female angel under heaven, and I can do whatever I want with you. I could keep you all to myself, or I could let my army have their way with you night and day until you go mad from the pleasure and sleep deprivation."
"I'm not a woman," Laurus argued, rallying what little dignity he had left and finding one last hill to die on as he ignored the rest of that statement. He tried very hard to ignore the terrible mental image of dozens of demons waiting in line to have their way with him until his body was nothing but a used-up shell.
"No?" The demon lord asked, his voice full of mirth. "Even though you've got tits almost as big as your head and a leaking pussy where your cock should be, you're still a man are you?" He punctuated that last sentence by batting one breast playfully so that they both wobbled dangerously back and forth, reminding Laurus how hard it would be to fight or fly this way.
"I am," The angel insisted, "I--" The moment that he started speaking was the moment that the demon lord chose to thrust inside him, ripping open his virgin sex, and sliding his demonic cock halfway inside the angel with a single thrust. It was pure electric agony as visceral as a sword wound. That thrust eliminated all his words and thoughts. Between the heat and the slick pain as the demon claimed him, Laurus could barely breathe let alone talk.
"Well don't you feel delicious," Thraxusius moaned, reveling in the formerly virgin pussy wrapped around his cock. Laurus would never admit it, but delicious was definitely the right word for this combination of pain and pleasure, and he let out a whimper as he fought back against the urge to moan as the demon inside him slowly bottomed out against his womb.
"The sounds you're making though... the wicked, passionate sounds are almost as delightful," the demon lord continued, making the angel he was fucking blush bright red in shame. "But if neither the feelings nor the sounds are going to convince you that you're no longer the proud warrior you were - that now you're nothing more than my bitch in heat, then I supposed I'll just have to show you."
"MAGDEN-KEMROTH-ak'te-DAL" The demon lord barked. No sooner had he finished pronouncing the unclean words than a shimmering curtain fell in front of Laurus. He recognized in as a spell mirror - it was a high level demonic spell that could divert even the most powerful magics, and he was wasting it just to exploit the visual effect. The mirror in front of the angel wasn't perfect, but even with the ripples and distortions it was more than enough to see what was happening and make him turn his face away in shame.
