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An Angels Dark Side	By : Fanoffemdom14 Category: +A through F > Disgaea Views: 2940 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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An Angel’s Darkside
( Here’s chapter 3!)
Chapter 3: Actions and Consequences
For three hours Laharl has been sitting in his throne doing absolutely nothing. He didn’t dare move or fidget. He feared that in the back of his mind that if he dared moved or did anything remotely wrong that might piss off the women; they’d snatch him and do the deed. The bad thing they’ve done twice to him. They tied or pinned him down and raped him. He’s always wanted to save it for the one he loved most…He was only 1313… Why couldn’t they’ve just leave him alone? Laharl thought to himself as a lone prinny scrambled up to him.

            “Overlord Laharl! Etna said that you gave all the prinnies a day off dood! Is this true?” Laharl gasped and said, “What are you nuts?? Of course n-.” He stopped and thought to himself. “W-what if they’re watching? W-what if they’re waiting for him to mess up? Laharl shivered and replied with, “Yes. Tell the other prinnies I approve…” The prinny gasped and ran off. Laharl heard shouts of, “No way dood!” And, “Seriously dood?”

            He sighed and leaned back. He could feel his eyes shuting ever slowly… “HEY LAHARL!” Flonne shouted as she came from behind the chair and hugged his shoulders. “AHHHHHHHHH!” Laharl shouted as he jumped from the chair and landed back first looking up at Flonne. “Y-YOU? What do you want?” Laharl shouted as Flonne was busy laughing. “Haha! Hey Laharl, you ok?” She stopped laughing and held a hand down to him so he could get up. Laharl shakingly grabbed her hand and jumped up. Flonne held his hand in hers and said. “So Laharl how’s your day going?” She had a scary smile on her face. Laharl shivered and tried to avoid her eyes. “Ummm… umm… p-pretty good Flonne… y-you?”

            Flonne smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek. “You know… I kind of want something you know?” Laharl heard this and his nervous level rose to the max. “W-w-what’s T-t-that?” He replied as she got closer to him. “A nice…warm…-.” Laharl couldn’t take it. He bolted from the room at top speed. Flonne, dumbfounded, said, “Huh? I was just gonna offer him a hot pocket…” She sighed. Something from last night was bothering her.

Flashback…

            Flonne walked back into her room halfway dressed. She was covered in cum, sweat, and her own juices. She shut the door and said to herself. “Ahh Laharl…managing to satisfy others before himself.” She stepped inside her bathroom and stripped whatever clothes she had left onto the floor. She stepped inside her shower and turned on the hot water. She shivered slightly as cold water started to pour out. She stopped as soon as the water turned hot.

            The combination of fluids on her quickly washed off. She rubbed her hands on her small chest and ran her fingers across her breasts and nipples. She moaned as she found herself rubbing a finger up and down her small pussy. She wanted to just lay down and finger herself to thoughts of Laharl. She sighed and shook her head. “I’ll just nail him tomorrow.” She thought to herself as she turned off the water and stepped out.

She wrapped a long white towel around herself and stepped in from of a mirror which was above her tiny dresser. She let the towel slide off and her full naked form appear to herself. Her sleek slender for appeared shiny and slick before her eyes. She placed her hands on her hips and winker to herself. She looked at her chest in the mirror and noticed something. A BIG something. “W-what happened to my wings???” She asked herself aloud as what she saw frightened her. Her wings went from sticking out to barely visible. She turned so that her back was facing the mirror. They were barely there! “Wh-What??” She mumbled as she placed her hands on her head. To her horror she felt two bumps sticking out of her head.

            “AHHH!”: she screamed aloud. She heard a WHIRRING sound as a voice appeared within her head. “Ex-angel Flonne.” She gasped and replied with, “Yes…Seraph” She recognized the voice. “You have failed your duties as an angel. You’ve took a young man’s innocence. And not only a young man, but your own friend. That is a serious sin.” She went wide-eyed and said, “W-Wait! What if I apologize to him and make up for it?” The voice hesitated and said, “I may allow it. IF, he accepts it.” Flonne nodded and said. “I’ll do it!”

END FLASHBACK…

Flonne dozed off but quickly regained her posture and raced after the overlord. “Laharl! Come back!” She called after the demon. He kept running past the kitchen and past the entrance. He busted through the kitchen, which was now prinnyless,. “Laharl! Please wait!” She said not too far away. Laharl busted through the other doors and into…the basement. “Shit!” he said as he backed away from the basement door. No way in hell he’s going down there…

Flonne ran up and pinned him against the wall breathing heavily. “Listen…here…Laharl..." She was out of breath and was about 2 inches from his face. Laharl however was scared out of his young mind. He was shaking severely and has his eyes shut. “I just….wanna…help you out a bit…” She said with her breath coming back. Laharl opened one eye. “W-what?” Laharl answered back. A smile was forming on her lips. “I wanna make it up to you Laharl! Ask me anything!” She unpinned him and backed up waiting for him to run away, and he had a very good reason to. He stepped forward and breathed a sigh of relief. “Like what?” She smiled and said, “What would you like me to do for you?” She responded.

He pondered for a bit then said, “I’m feeling pretty hungry…” Flonne smiled again and responded with, “Sure ok! I’ll bring it to your throne room.” She said before walking off. Laharl slid halfway down the wall and sighed, “Heh…maybe she has changed…” He told himself as he pulled himself up. As soon as he took a stop he came up with a negative thought. “M-maybe she’s just tricking me!” Then at one point he’d think, “No! Maybe she is telling the truth!”

He arrived in his throne room just as Flonne came in with a variety of different meat. Hamburgers, Turkey, Ham, and the works. She pushed the tray up to him and said, “Dig in!” Laharl eyed the food and picked up a mini hamburger she created in the shape of a heart. Nice. He took a bite and instantly spit it out. “Ugh! What was that? Make me a new one!” As he did he instantly regretted it. He knew what she was capable of and winced his eyes for the upcoming punishment.

            Flonne simply pulled the cart out saying, “Ok!” She pulled the cart out and shut the door behind her. Laharl opened his eyes. She was gone! Maybe she has changed! He mentally and physically relaxed. Maybe Flonne has changed and will leave him alone! This thought kept him calm during the next two hours.

            The next 2 hours involved the same thing. She’d bring in a different hamburger, vegetable, or any random food, and he’d complain every time. “Ugh it’s too cold!” Or, “It’s disgusting!” After the 7^th time she took it back she dumped the plates in the big sink and rested her hands on the front of it with her head down. Her patience was rapidly subtracting.

            Etna walked in feeling fantastic, mostly from last night but fantastic overall. “Hey Flonne!” She turned to her, “WHAT?” She yelled back. Etna jumped back and rubbed the back of her head. “Gee what’s got you down?” Flonne turned to her and told her the story. From chasing Laharl to the basement to him rejecting 8 meals. Etna had a mischievous grin on her face. “Hmmmm sounds to me like he needs a lesson Flonne.” Etna suggested. Flonne shook her head. “I can’t… I’m trying to earn my wings back… and besides…Laharl can fight back any time now..” The angel told her

            Etna whispered in her ear, “But Flonne… Remember the first time we took him? Remember how good it felt?... Remember how much he respected you after you did so?” Flonne grinned and said, “Well…. I suppose… but even then how will I hold him down?” Flonne said trying not to get her hopes up too high.

            Etna smiled again, “Flonne make him a quick sandwich, make it the best you can. We are gonna add a certain ingredient to it.” She gestured Flonne to follow her. “To your room?” Flonne asked. Etna sighed, “Yes Flonne.” They left.

            Laharl had been waiting on his next meal for about 30 minutes now. He was losing the waiting game and was about to get up to yell at her when…She came through the door with her tray and a single turkey sandwich on a single dish. “It’s about time!” He yelled as she approached him with it. He snatched the sandwich off the tray and bit into it. “Hmm not bad!” He finished the sandwich in 2 minutes. “Ehh pretty decent.” He noticed her standing in front of him with her hands on her hips. “Why are you standing there?? Make me another one you love freak!” He yelled at her.

            “Say please Laharl.” Flonne demanded with a certain attitude in her voice. Laharl sighed and said, “That’s an order! Do it now!” He wanted to snap his hand and make a gesture to the door when… He felt his body tighten up… His arms, chest, and legs went numb and wouldn’t move.

            “I said, Say please.” Flonne insisted. Laharl didn’t let this small thing stop him. “And I said no! Make me another one!” The overlord yelled at her. Flonne lost it and smacked the plate to the wall, causing it to crash and break into many little pieces. “I’m losing my patience.” Laharl lost a bit of his confidence.

            “I don’t give a damn about you.” He spat at her. Flonne lost her temper and pulled out a leather belt Etna gave her. Laharl, at that point, lost the entirety of his confidence. Now he felt like a small bug. “W-what is that?” He asked the angel. “Your fucking punishment.” She said before she pulled it into a loop and lashed at him across his cheeks. “AYAHH!” He screamed in pain as the belt hit him across the face. She lashed at him a couple more times until she saw rivers of tears falling from his eyes.

            “Stop fucking crying! You earned this, and now you’ll get it.” She lashed at him again. He felt his whole face become red. Not from embarrassment but from the belt smacking his face. “Pl-please Flonne! I’m really sorry!” He begged at her to stop. She lashed at him again causing another groan of pain.

            “I don’t want to hear those piece of shit sorrys from you!” She hit him again. She felt a hint of power in her mind. He was hers. She owned him. And with that power she can get him to do anything. “Who owns you??” She lashed at him again. He was now sobbing and shivering, “Y-y-y-you are!” He responded hyperventilating and stuttering like hell.

            “Correct!” She lashed at him. “Who’s my slave??” She asked him. “I-I-I-I am!” He replied terrified. “Right again!” She lashed at him again. “Whats my name??” He was losing his mind. “M-M-mistress F-F-Flonne!” He said bawling eyes out. Flonne smiled and put the belt back in her pocket. “Correct my slave.” She smiled as she lowed herself onto his lap and straddled him. She began her assault by licking, kissing, and sucking on his neck.

            Laharl couldn’t believe it. After all this time…after all this time…She’d turn on him… “Flonne?” She heard him and looked him in the eyes. “Yes my lord?” She attacked his collarbone and lifted off his shirt. “W-why?” He asked frightened. A third time. A THIRD TIME THIS HAS HAPPENED. Why couldn’t these crazy ladies just leave him alone?!?!?

            “Wh-What’d you put in my sandwich?” He asked full of fear. “Special Etna drink.” Was the reply. She took her own shirt and bra off and put them in a neat pile next to his throne. Laharl stared at him with his mouth agape. Special….Etna….Drink…? What was this? A fairytale? “F-Flonne….I-I thought you changed…” The overlord mumbled as Flonne traced light kisses down his chest. “And I thought you changed too Laharl. I gave you a chance to be nice. I gave you a chance to treat people with respect… And you failed. So now im going to teach you a thing or two in respect.” Flonne told him as she pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. She had to hold him up while doing so

            Laharl couldn’t do anything but lie there.. He’d have to suffer another round of Flonne’s torture…Why…Why did he have to suffer this? Flonne got up and onto her knees. She leaned up and started licking Laharl’s soft member causing Laharl to groan a bit. “Heh...you like this don’t you Laharl?” She giggled as she went back to licking on him. Laharl tried his best to move him… there was only one thing that could make you numb all over… and that was… NOVACAINE! “Why’d you put novacaine in my sandwich?” Laharl asked her. She ignored him and sucked harder. She lightly scraped him with her teeth causing him to hiss and groan more.

            She felt him stiffening and thought to herself. “If I’m going to get my point across I’m going to have to change my method…” She heard him thrash his head about as she sucked faster and faster... “Jesus! F-Flonne stop it! I’m going to…” He released himself into her mouth. She felt the warm hot liquid in her mouth and hesitated… She swallowed after about 3 or 4 seconds and got up. Laharl had a deep crimson red across his cheeks. “Oh uhh…Flonne..” She cut him off with a deep kiss on his lips. He struggled and managed to pull away a second or 2.

            “Ugh! Your fucking disgusting!” He yelled at her face. Flonne frowned at him and raised her right hand. “Excuse me?” She brought her hand down and slapped him hard across his face. “Oww! You fucking bitch!” He responded. She was about to slap him when… a perfect idea formed in her head. “Hmm ok.” She removed her panties revealing her slender form and straddled Laharl again.

            “N-no..” He mumbled waiting for it to begin. She positioned herself so that her back was facing him. He wasn’t familiar with this position. “F-Flonne? W-what are you doing?” She smirked evilly and positioned her ass over his softening dick. Laharl noticed this instantly and starting losing it. “Flone! No! No! I’ve never done this before! P-please no! I said no!” He started yelling. Flonne gave him a quick smack and said, “Shut up!” Laharl taken aback shut up instantly and felt Flonne drop down, backside first, onto him.

            Flonne hissed and clenched her hands and teeth. This definitely felt different and strange...but at the same time.. It felt better than if it was in her pussy… He felt bigger inside her anus. She placed her feet on his armchairs and her arms near the back of the arm rests. She moved her hips up and down moaning loudly and breathing deeper. This felt so good…

            Laharl on the other hand was miserable. Not only was she violating him nonconsensually she was forcing him to fuck her behind instead of her pussy. It was gross, mortifying and above all frightening. A tear was forming in his eye as she pumped him up and down. It was tighter this was dreadful… But apparently Flonne was pleased out of her own mind. She was moaning extremely loud and he could hear her breathing unusually heavy.

            “Ahhh! Laharl! Oh!” She moaned his name over and over again. For some unusual reason he felt like cumming again, regardless of him doing so 20 minutes earlier. “No Laharl… Im going to hold it in.” He thought to himself as precum started flowing from his dick into her anus.

Flonne noticed him holding his breath in, she then sat down farther on his cock and moved her hips straight and forth. She placed her hands behind her for balance. Laharl couldn’t hold it in for long, “D-damnit.. I’m losing!” Flonne noticed this and moaned louder. “Laharl! God Damnit…” She moaned as waves of ecstasy rippled through her angelic body. He couldn’t take it anymore.

            “F-flonne… I’m going to.” He release beat him to it. She quickly got up, kneeled down and placed her mouth over the tip of his cock. He came, not as much though, into her eager mouth. She giggled and swallowed the load… Every last drip of it. Laharl, disgusted beyond all belief, asked “I-is it over?” He said gasping for air. She got up and pulled her clothes back on. “Yep. I swear Laharl you WILL learn your lesson next time. Understand?” He nodded quickly. He felt so dirty.. He needed to take a shower. He needed to get her filth and scent off of him. She’s sick. Sick in the freaking mind!

            She left the room slamming the door hard. Laharl was gasping… Glad to have the pain stop. All of a sudden he realized. He forgot to ask her when this wore off! Flonne Walked up to Etna’s room and knocked on her door. She answered the door with a confused and eager look. “Flonne? How’d the serum work?” Flonne walked in and shut the door.

            “Great!” Was the answer. She told her the events from giving Laharl the turkey sandwich to her leaving. Etna was wide-eyed and gave her a pat on the back. “Holy shit Flonne, why didn’t I think of this? Amazing!” Flonne smiled and got up. “Thank you Miss Etna! I’m going to take a shower, I’ll see you later!” The angel walked out of her room with a wave and left.

            She walked into her room with a grin on her face. She shut the door behind her and entered the shower. She stripped off her clothes and stepped inside the shower, turning on the hot water as she did so. She waited for the hot water and let it run down her body. She knew what would happen.. She felt the top of her head, and felt two large bumps sticking out. She also felt that her wings have totally disappeared from her back. She was no longer an angel at that point.. She was… a demon..

(Chapter 3.. Sorry the sex scene was short. Writer’s block is hitting me fast and hard and I’m getting near nothing. If anyone has a suggestion about me not continuing or adding something let me know, and I gotta see if I wanna continue with a sex scene every single chapter.. Because you guys must be getting tired of it…. well R and R people!)
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