Demonthorn Chapter 13
Gortelesque was troubled. He had not received a summons to see the Master since his special project was completed. He knew that the Master kept his own timetable, but it had been two days since he had transformed Jolie and he fully expected the Master to demand his tribute. He always took his tribute.
Jolie for her part was having the time of her life. She was finally freed from the restrictions that the Valkyrie Order had placed on her. She was brawling, screwing and eating like an imp to make up for the lost time.
He sat in the corner, getting a blowjob from one of his Harpies. He didn't remember her name, it had been a spur of the moment thing for him to seduce her. Maybe a bet. She certainly wasn't good at what she was doing. He had hoped it would take his mind off things, instead it just pissed him off.
He shoved her away from him and she let out a squawk of indignation, but wandered meekly off when she saw the fire in the demon's eyes. He saw Jolie in the center, laughing with Garesha as they played with each other. His eyes shown in the dark as he watched them feel each other up and kiss, the best of friends even though not even a day earlier they had been prepared to kill one another.
"Jolie!" Gortelesque barked.
Jolie jerked her head up, a sour look on her face. She slowly pushed Garesha aside and made her way over to the demon. She was stunningly naked, her purple, glowing scars cast a beautiful light on her curves and Gortelesque felt desire rise inside of him.
"Yes Gortelesque." Jolie said with a smile. "You are never sated for long are you?"
He growled and grabbed her hips, fully intending to penetrate her right there. Jolie gasped in surprise and pleasure as she groped in the semi-darkness for his cock.
It was that moment when it seemed as if all pleasure had been sucked form the room, the candles grew dimmer and every demon and Harpie in the room looked about,as if confused. It was then that Gortelesque saw a shadow on the wall that should not have been there.
"The Master calls." A wispy voice hissed.
"What in the goddamned history of the world is THAT?" Jolie said, dropping into a crouch.
"A shade." Gortelesque said.
"Oh great, that tells me a lot." Jolie said, getting ready to fight.
"The Master calls you Gortelesque." The shade said.
"Fine, I will come,' Gortelesque said simply and meekly stood.
That was what scared Jolie the most. Nobody and no thing ever summoned Gortelesque and lived unless it was a runner requesting his presence. To seem him submit without a word told her how serious the situation was.
"The Master calls you, Jolie." The shade hissed.
"And I am glad to answer the call." Jolie said, a small smile on her face.
The shade seemed to shrivel and vanished.
"Get dressed, our Master calls.
Jolie dressed quickly, pulling on a leather top that accentuated her cleavage and a small skirt that was also leather, but slit up the side so she could move freely. As always she was barefoot.
Garesha sidled up beside her and whispered into her ear. Jolie nodded and hugged her friend. Both Jolie and the demon left, heading for the staircase to the Pit.
"What did Garesha say to you?" Gortelesque asked.
"She said to give him what he wants, no matter what." Jolie said, her eyes wide.
"Sage advice. Garesha told me at her meeting she told the Master she would not do anything to do with her rear. She did not sit well for almost two weeks." Gortelesque said quietly.
"He really is like a god isn't he?" Jolie mused.
"He is the only god." Gortlesque said. "All the others only pretend."
"Yeah and that is why he is locked down here and they have free reign Above." Jolie said sarcastically.
"I wouldn't joke about that around the Master." Gortelesque said grimly. "He is very sensitive about it."
"The God and the Goddess created all creation. The rocks, plants, animals and people. Then they tried to create a caretaker for it and he rebelled, so they had to lock him down here because they didn't have it in their hearts. So he corrupted their children and their home and have been at war ever since." Jolie said distractedly.
"You are so wrong." Gortelesque said with a barking laugh.
"So everyone Above is wrong?" Jolie asked, one eyebrow raised. "The entire history of th eliving people is wrong and all the Anjels and all the priests? I find that hard to believe."
"Yes. The Master awoke in an empty universe, all black and alone. So alone. Like the Pit" Gortelesque whispered. "He created the stars for company, hoping their light would cheer him up. But they were dull and he only felt more alone. So he created the God and Goddess to be his equals."
Jolie scoffed. Gortelesque looked at her with a knowing look.
"They created the World. They created everything in it and The Master was so happy. He had friends to talk to and was no longer lonely. But his friends were not content. They wanted everything for themselves. So they combined their powers and trapped him down here."
"Sounds far-fetched to me." Jolie said.
"Your version sounds far-fetched to me." Gortelesque said.
"Well, they lied to me about everything else so why not this." She said with a sigh.
"Once you meet him, you will know he is the only true god." Gortelesque said. "A terrible, vengeful God turned that way by the betrayal of his children and millennia spent alone an, a shadow over his faced in the company of the degenerate and depraved."
They walked in silence for a bit until they came upon the stairs to the bottom of the Pit.
"Will it hurt?" Jolie asked, her voice trembling as she stared bravely into the abyss.
"I don't know." The demon said. "I hope it doesn't."
They walked the rest of the way down the pit in silence, Jolie's fear grew the closer to the bottom they got. Once they got there, she squared her shoulders and breathed deeply, her face a fierce mask of determination.
Gortelesque allowed himself a small grin. He admired the strength of this woman before him. He knew that only terrible things awaited her beyond the doors in front of them and she knew it too. Yet still, she would go in there for him. Nobody had ever been willing to do that for him before and he had never wanted anybody to do that for him less. He admired her form and ran a claw along her cheek. She looked at him with longing in her eyes.
"You had better go." He said softly in his baritone voice.
The arch-demons pushed the door opened and the demon and the fury entered together.
The room was completely different from the last time Gortelesque visited. Gone were all of the books and comfy chairs. Instead the room was covered in pillows that surrounded the same bed in the middle. Gortelesque looked to see where everything had gone, but just couldn't see any place to store them.
"Welcome." The Master's voice boomed from the walls.
Gortelesque dropped to one knee and after a moment, Jolie did as well.
"Rise." The Master said, his body coming into view on the bed.
He was clad in black pants and shirt with the shirt open in the front. He had his black hair back in a ponytail and his eyes blazed with the unholy fire. Both of them rose in front of him, Gortelesque trembled a little. The demon looked over at Jolie and saw she was not trembling. Instead, her eyes were open wide and a smile was spread across her face.
"She will always prefer me to you demon." A voice whispered in his ear.
The demon pursed his lips and nodded. Submitting to the will of the Master.
"Come Jolie, we have much to discuss." The Master said from all around them without his mouth moving. "You may go Gortelesque."
The demon saw a twinge of fear fly across her face as he turned to leave. It was all an act he realized with even more admiration for his woman. He felt warm feelings he had not felt in many years, but quickly clamped down on them. It would do no good to either of them if The Master knew how much Gortelesque had grown to care for the Fury in such a short amount of time.
"I will wait for you in my chambers." Gortelesque said.
