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*TW: TORTURE/DARK FIC*

In celebration of reaching over 50k WC in 13 days, I now present to you... Elemental Enchantress Excerpt #21

“You again?! What the hell is going on?! Am I dreaming again?!” Lilith demanded answers, as her anxiety skyrocketed from her remembering her first encounter with Abadon, who had bargained for her soul— but Lilith’s desire did not quite play out as she had pictured in her head.

Abadon smiled, as Lilith attempted to back away, but before she could even attempt to move, she found herself completely nude on an all blacked out bed— and she found herself restrained on all fours, with all four arms and legs spread out in the formation of an ‘X’' on the bed, and she felt frozen physically, though she was still able to feel the pain the restraints had inflicted upon her wrists and ankles.

“What the hell?! Let me go!” Lilith’s voice was muffled as she attempted to scream for help— but she completely fucking failed.

Abadon laughed harder. “No, I think I will have a bit of fun with that pristine body of yours, all soft— free of any scarring. Let's fix that, shall we?” she pulled a special sort of pointed, steel-handled knife— something that looked all too familiar to Lilith, yet she swore up and down she had seen nothing like it before.

Abadon forced herself on top of Lilith, as she placed the pointed end of the blade tight against Lilith’s neck, as she then paused for a moment before asking, “Awe, that’s adorable. You really still cannot remember, can you?” she grinned.

“No! I do—“ Lilith suddenly could not produce any sound from her vocal cords, which were now paralyzed.

Abadon began to very slowly, drag the knife blade down the center of Lilith’s body, all the way from her neck to her chest, when she took a pause.

“This never gets old. You sure you don’t want to take me up on that offer? It still stands, you know.” Abadon laughed deviously, knowing full well that she would never take her up on her offer, as she did not know what was going on or where the hell she even was—but what Lilith knew, was that she was purely, and utterly fucked all the way into next Tuesday.

“Offer? What fucking offer?!” Lilith nearly screamed as Abadon finally freed her vocal cords from being paralyzed, but her body felt more tightly restrained than ever— and the restraints had cut deep into all of her limbs.’

“Oh, so you want to play dumb and hard to get again? I can do that too.” Abadon giggled with one hell of a grin on her face, as torture was her specialty talent—and she couldn't have enjoyed torturing a soul like Lilith more than she did in that very moment, where Lilith was tied down completely, as an aqua-the one elemental she had yet to torment as Aquas seldom wound up in the deep depths of hell in which she would never be found by another soul unless they were sent by Abadon.

They had trapped Lilith in hell for weeks— at least weeks' time upstairs, while down in hell where Lilith was, she felt like it had been at least twenty years.

"What in the wor--" Lilith cut herself off before she could finish what she was about to say, as she eyed her surroundings, as she attempted to find her bearings in a foreign place.

Lilith was incredibly confused, considering that she did not know where she was, or what was real anymore. She was filled wish a rush of trepidation.

“What’s happening to me?!” if she could speak, she would have screamed.

Lilith felt as if she was losing her mind, but did not know why or what exactly was wrong—as Lilith was not very good with her emotions or understanding how she was feeling.

She was always trying to find a way to fix her problems, though many of them were devised by her own doing. But, that was the only way she knew how to function, if it could be considered functioning at all.

“It is only the beginning to our fun, Lilith. You should remember why that is…” abandon said deviously as she smirked, slicing into Lilith’s chest.

“Mmmrahhhh!” Lilith let out a near silent though muffled scream from the pain of the puncture of the blade slicing into her skin— and this was no ordinary knife.

This knife that Abadon had started to use was engraved in hell forged sigils and steel, with a blade sharper than a piece of broken glass deep into her pale, soft and imperfection-free, flesh.

A knife forged in hell is the only knife that may inflict damage upon all elementals, but this one was specifically designed for an Aqua, as it contained a toxic coating that inflicted parallelization over the victim, yet they are still completely able to feel the pain being inflicted upon them.

“Argh!” Lilith screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice incredibly hoarse from all of her muffled attempts to scream.

Abadon laughed harder as she took another slice into Lilith’s skin, deeper Lilith let out another muffled yet high pitched scream in agony as Abadon continued to slice her up, bit by bit, as her specialty hell forged knife scraped deep onto her skin as she worked her way down on her body— when she took a moment of pause, right atop her pussy, which had now had a chastity belt upon it, and just like that, Abadon had dissipated.

“Where in the fuck did this come from? What in the— “Lilith stopped before she could finish her second part of her questions, as she found herself now in an entirely new place, one that was nearly the opposite of the grimy, dark red and bloody one that she was just in less than moments prior.

Lilith was now in a room similar to the one at the liquid psychosis, in its red BDSM room for when the girls would tend to clients or get sexually assaulted, sometimes both although it was nearly never reported to the Eluminasi’s sex work division even after it became legalized, the assault rates against the sex workers were at an all-time high.

“Recognize the place I see? You should, as you spent most of your time on earth working here and places just like it. I do hope you appreciate my craftsmanship.” Abadon put her knife away, slowly re-approaching the bound-up Lilith on the bed.

“Why is this almost sort of hot?” Lilith mouthed to herself, trying to understand how she could feel turned on after starting to be tortured, but she hardly had the energy to see straight now after how literally drained she had become.

“Oh, you do like it rough I see. You have yet to cease to surprise me, Lilith Morningstaar, I like you—why don’t we really have some fun so I can see how much you can take.” Abadon grinned excitedly, as she had been waiting for someone who's sexually attracted to her… methods, and she was an aqua—the one elemental Abadon least expected to submit to her every desire, enjoyed pain and touch the most.

But Abadon wasn’t about to allow Lilith to change her mind, so she bound Lilith’s lips shut— causing her the inability to speak or mouth a word, including parallelization of her vocal cords.

She apparated herself directly on top of Lilith, as she sliced away her clothes aggressively with her hell bound knife— which was Abadon’s staple of torture.

Abadon abruptly felt a change in herself as well though, one she had not once in all her millennia of life felt before.

It was sexual attraction, and her sexual attraction was towards an aqua whom she would have never given a second thought to of killing yesterday, while today she had sensed her own feelings of sexual attraction and desire towards Lilith—which she noticed was mutual.

“What is this strange sensation I am feeling? Mmm, I think you might be the source… naughty little aqua slut that you are.” Abadon smirked, as she touched Lilith’s chest, as she allowed her fingers to wander down to Lilith’s chest, as she swirled her fingertips ever so gently around her nipples.

“So, you want that offer again?” Abadon whispered into Lilith’s ear. “Okay fine, I suppose I could tell you, and maybe this time you’ll accept and comply and we can have some consensual fun, or…” Abadon dragged her knife, swirling its blade across her nipples just firm enough to where it had scraped Lilith’s sensitive skin—though not enough to make her bleed, although the pain

Lilith had felt was so inexplicable, that she glowed.

She released the paralyzing hold that she had originally placed upon Lilith’s vocal cords, although she kept her lips sealed, just in case Lilith opted to scream— but no one would hear her anyway.

“I am going to give you one chance to decide, one last chance. I need you to make a sound if you agree, or stay silent if you opt to decline and we can do this again, bright and early, Monday morning. “ Abadon told Lilith clearly, sac she WA far from asking.

“Mm-hmm. “ Lilith moaned, signaling her agreement to Abadon’s terms, as she was not in the mood to keep living through this.

“How much worse could this get, anyway. “Lilith thought, as she rolled her eyes.

She should have never asked, as what Abadon offered Lilith next was the last thing she could have expected to be said, let alone offered.

“I can set you free up topside again, so you can go see that mortal of yours and live happily ever after.. But only if you do one teensy little job for me—as you are the perfect candidate. “Abadon smiled deviously as hell, hoping she had piqued Lilith’s interests.

“Make a sound if you agree?” Abadon now had removed her knife from the equation now and had set it on the nightstand, as she now replaced the knife again lith’s chest and substituted it with her lush, supple lips as she kissed every inch of Lilith and her body— which combined with such restrictive force and lack of control, Lilith had never felt more turned on in her entire life, whether or not she was going to admit it.

“Mmmmm!”Lilith moaned even louder than ever before, unable to control herself— resulting in her agreement to Abadon’s terms, despite not knowing why Abadon was convinced that she, Lilith Morningstaar of all people, would be a perfect candidate for anything.

Abadon looked up into Lilith’s eyes, which had an aura of their own now— meaning Abadon had achieved Lilith’s sexual breaking point, something she had always desired to break out of all the elementals, Aquas were almost always the purest— and even harder to break.

But not Lilith, Lilith had had one hell of a fucked up life, similar to that of cashless— although she typically never let her breaking point or vulnerability be shown, but she had no out this time, and she was about to erupt and erupt harder than a bomb about to be set off for explosion.

Abadon sat up, still atop Lilith—but not before kissing her, which ultimately triggered a rush of oxytocin inside her brain.

“What I am going to need you to do is prior to the 20th of the month of April, this month, is destroy Ashley Knoxx, because I love you—and you love me, correct Lilith?” Abadon looked Lilith directly into her glowing electric blue eyes, as Lilith could not help herself but respond with more willpower than she had ever felt before.