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Tainted Dreams	By : wyldehart Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 3478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Welcome to the last four chapters of Tainted Dreams. I warned you it was going to get rough and it is. For me, anyway. There is a scene of coerced sex. I won't call it rape, necessarily, because those involved are being threatened to do it lest bad things happen to them. It isn't pretty and it may be disturbing. There is also some graphic violence. But any questions you have will be answered, at least! The demon's plan in full… At last. Thanks again to those who have helped me plot this segment. I couldn't have done it without you.
BTW, if anyone is curious, the sex scene at the end of this chapter may seem odd to some folks. It was used as a sadistic method of making the protagonists sleepy. Oh, that and I'm cruel to my characters.

The house may have once been splendid. With five bedrooms, at least two bathing-rooms and pipes to carry hot and cold water to them and the kitchen, it was as modern and luxurious as small family homes could be outside the cities. Ambrose must have paid a fortune for his family's temporary luxury. Temporary, you might say because his assignment to Val Royeaux was temporary. Temporary you might say because he never intended to stay. Now it was a prison, the furniture destroyed and the walls splattered with blood. People were constantly screaming, the sounds punctuating the night as Elissa tested her bonds and tried not to fall asleep. In an ironic twist, she was in Ambrose's bed, her body left naked and her wrists and ankles chained to the bed. At least they'd kept a fire burning.
On the other side of the wall, in the room behind her, Garrick constantly yelled at her to stay alert. For one entire, excruciating day, this was how it was. No-one came to check on her or give her water or food. And the abomination had not yet appeared to gloat over her victory.
That didn't last long.
She arrived, dragging Garrick in chains behind her. He was naked and devastatingly beautiful. Elissa closed her eyes against the blood pouring from a cut in his brow, marring the sculpted beauty of his face. He was fighting the three male mages that hauled his unwilling form across the floor. "The poor mouse has finally been caught by the cat as the cat has grown weary of his spying and interference. It was fun at first, I confess but alas, his warning you was the last straw," the demon observed with twisted lips.
The young queen turned her head and glared accusingly at the abomination as she approached from the left. The creature's eyes raked her body with unconcealed hunger. "Yet you allowed Ambrose his freedom?" she snapped.
The demon laughed. "And what would your Ambrose do to me that Garrick has not yet tried? The Empress is too caught up in her own concerns to help you fools. So he'll gain no aid from her and the Grey Wardens are blissfully disbelieving of any claims of Darkspawn in the region. Amazingly, they arrive and see this quaint little village bustling happily with nary a creature in sight. Oh they may sense them but soon, they forget what they're sensing and move on. So, because you were a good girl and gave me exactly what I wanted, I set him free. He cannot harm me. No-one can!" The abomination laughed.
The cruel face had once been pretty, in an old-fashioned sense. It was still lovely but the eyes burned with hatred and greed. The bright lavender eyes and black hair were unusual in these parts but Ambrose's wife had possessed them proudly. The demon had then taken and enhanced the features she liked and changed those she did not. The woman was short and plump once but the demon had elongated and narrowed the torso, removed the fat and sculpted the body. She displayed it proudly in sheer silks that draped and flowed around her.
An alabaster hand reached out and stroked Elissa's face then slid down her body slowly. "Do you know what I can do to you?" she murmured softly as she drew a finger in a lazy circle around Elissa's left nipple.
"I can imagine but I know you won't kill me. Yet," the red-headed woman observed, wincing as her body responded to the demon's touch. She preferred men but beautiful women were a guilty pleasure to her, something the demon must have guessed.
Laughter punctuated by a stroke of her tongue against Elissa's pale skin, where her finger had been moments before. "Oh yes, that is true. So very true. I ask you…did you enjoy your dreams? I must say I was rather proud of my creations. I took your fears, your doubts and mixed them with your own normal dreams and then I tainted them just enough to become all-consuming nightmares. Masterpieces, I declare them! Works of art. Sadly, they failed to draw you into the Fade where you would wind up as food for my eager brethren."
Elissa understood at last. The nightmares had always seemed far too perfect for her to believe they were natural. The last one had convinced her that something wanted her lost in the Fade. She spat in the abomination's face and laughed as the creature drew an elegant hand across its too-perfect face to wipe away the spittle. "I have endured the Fade already! What makes you think I can't handle anything, everything you try to throw at me there? I know the fade as well or better than any mage that has ever walked its paths so believe me, I have no fear of it or the demons that haunt it."
Long fingers tipped with sharpened spikes for nails curled around Elissa's throat. "Such hubris! Such bravery! Fool. Once you are within the Fade, your body will belong to me. Whether or not you defeat my brethren is of no concern. Once you are out of your mortal vessel, my mages will expedite your pregnancy and the babies will be born. Afterwards, what happens to you is no longer my concern. Simply, with the vessel no longer serving its purpose, it is simply thrown away." Garrick cried out in protest and the demon stabbed a finger at him and yelled, "Silence him! Rip out his tongue. I have had enough of his interference."
Elissa cried out to him and cringed as she heard Garrick scream in torment. "You bitch! How could you? He was doing nothing to you. That poor man…Garrick!"
The demon laughed as she ran her hands down Elissa's body and over her swollen belly. She laid her cheek against the smooth skin and lovingly caressed it. "I don't care about you mortals. I care about what I have here. You see your boy, the sweet tainted boy is going to be a king. Not your king, not just any king but a king of Darkspawn. They will be my army, my foot soldiers as we demons take this world for ourselves. Oh what joy it will be, the blood of so many flowing through my hands. I plan to breed with the child and have his young. What will they be like, I wonder? Oh my but I delight in this planning. I must confess I could not have done it without you and Garrick, Elissa."
The young woman jerked on her chains. "You speak nonsense! How is this plan our doing?"
What might have been Aliyena's fingernails dug into Elissa's flesh and caused the young woman to yelp. "You decided to bear young and that one decided to go rogue. Those are two events that were necessary to my plan and the only way I had a chance of succeeding. Your kind might say that the universe was in harmony and that the fates had guided me to this or some such nonsense. Either way, your world, as you know it, is doomed."
Struggling, Elissa closed her eyes against the tears that flooded out. The abomination was stroking her body, touching her intimately and laughing. "And when you've used up this world, you will have nothing. Then what will you do?"
The creature's face was instantly above Elissa's, her hot breath moist against her skin. The young woman shrank into Ambrose's fine sheets and tried to turn her face. "Do you think, you conceited little bitch, that this world is the only one the Fade can touch? There are many, many worlds and one by one, I and your darling son and our army of mages and Darkspawn will visit them. They will fall at our feet and we will crush their puny existences."
The expression of pure horror that must have crossed Elissa's face made the demon laugh as she pulled away from her. She walked over to where Garrick knelt weakly. There wasn't any blood but the man was clearly in pain. Her hands clasped behind her back, she turned her head slightly as she observed him from different angles. "I should reward you both for enabling me my freedom and birthing my future mate. Without you, I would still be in control of but a small portion of the Fade. Now I will be able to control entire worlds.
"Rise, Garrick and satiate your lust on the girl. I remember how you were when I inhabited your beloved and I dare say you almost made me enjoy mortality." When he refused to move, she reached down and jerked his chain. Using magic, his captors dragged his violently protesting body to the bed. His expression was a terrible blend of grief and dismay. Garrick shook his blond-maned head repeatedly as he fought them. Somehow, sadly, they were able to get him onto the bed and his hands and legs freed so that he could perform for them.
"Do not disappoint me, Garrick. Doing so will result in deaths…" He turned his head and his eyes widened as the demon used her power to make a man's head explode. Pieces of brain and bone flew about the room, causing the remaining mages to cringe. One cried out for Garrick to remember what some had done for him and just do what he was told. He looked down at Elissa, tears streaming from his eyes, splattering across her thigh. Behind him, another head exploded, showering the remaining mages with gore and bone. One yelped as he was hit in the face with an eye, which had suddenly become a projectile.
She looked at him, weeping as she said, "Garrick, just do it. I know this is hard and it goes against your upbringing and your teaching but even though these idiots have thrown their lot in with the demon, their lives are worth a few minutes of forced sex."
He looked at her in misery, his lips mouthing the words, "this is rape!"
She smiled sweetly, kindly as she said, "I told you that most of my lovers were accidental. It's okay. This isn't ideal but you cannot rape the willing, you know." He cocked his head at her dramatically and gave her a dark look. She almost laughed at his expression. He shook his head and crossed his arms against his broad chest. He was determined, that's for sure.
The demon came around to him and touched his sculpted body with her fingers. "Do you like my creation, my dear? He is quite stunning. The original Garrick was pleasing to the eye but this one is what women dream of when they dream about being rescued by handsome heroes. I went to a great deal in his reshaping. It's one of the reasons I let him run loose about my home: so that I can look at him. His voice was my final gift. Such a pity it is no longer his to use. Now, my darling man, take the Warden Commander or another dies. How about the girl by the door, hmm? Would you like to see what the inside of her skull looks like?"
A sound arose from his chest as he attempted to strike the demon. She had him in a binding spell before he even managed to spin his torso around. "Ooh, clever, clever boy! The girl means something to you, does she? How very interesting. And here I was, thinking she'd gotten the son wrapped around her pretty little finger. Take this woman or the child-mage dies, fool!" she shouted at him, her hand glowing ominously.
Garrick was weeping now, his grief at being forced to do what he would not do under normal circumstances to even a willing player clearly hurting him. He pulled himself onto Elissa's prone form and rested his face against her shoulder. "I know," she whispered softly to him. "Make it quick, do what is necessary and I will not hold it against you. This is not your fault. Do you hear me? Now, look at me… Touch me. There you go…"
Garrick bravely explored her body with first his hands and then, as he grew more aroused, he used his mouth. Periodically, he would look up at Elissa and draw courage from her encouraging smile. It was like making love to a virginal Alistair again; the man was shy and reluctant, afraid of what boundaries there lie. She almost laughed as she watched him. There were no boundaries, of course, with them being forced into this unfortunate situation. But, as shy as he was, there was something about his touch that, if she closed her eyes, she could imagine a different set of circumstances and even enjoy it. Right now, he was touching and kissing her body for his own sake, his own arousal lest he be unable to perform.
His slow, deliberate method was clearly annoying the demon. Nearby, another bloodmage slid to the floor, this time his heart being the thing she destroyed. His chest opened, blood soaking anyone nearby and even splattering on the couple trying to have sex on the bed. "STOP it! You want him to perform, he needs to get hard and he can't do that if you keep murdering people!" Elissa shouted as Garrick clung to her, his tears spilling forth once more. The torment of this man was unbelievable. Aliyena was clearly using this, all of it, to break him. It was clear in the expression on her face.
She whispered again to him, encouraging him and slowly he rebuilt his courage. Garrick leaned over her and kissed her deeply. With a start, Elissa discovered he still had a tongue and what a clever tongue it was as he used it to dance in her mouth. He winked at her slowly. "Can you speak?" she whispered against him. He shook his head and pointed to where he thought his larynx was. Ah. They had removed his ability to make any sound, not just his ability to speak. She wondered if it could be reversed.
Sweating against her, he reluctantly pressed his cock inside her and slowly moved it within her. She gasped as he worked it. He was gentle, irritatingly gentle. It was Alistair all over again, back before he learned how to take her the way she liked it. Oh, there were times when she liked it slow and gentle but most times, she enjoyed it fast and often brutal. Elissa laughed at herself. What a beast she'd become! Garrick was nicely endowed so that made up for the painfully slow way he made love to her. Soon, he was pounding into her in a fashion much more in keeping with her own perverted tastes. She moaned as he came inside her. Garrick collapsed against her and within moments he was hauled off the bed by his captors, many of whom were covered in blood. The room looked like a torture chamber now.
"Now that that's done, you both will share this room. It was nice in its day. Such a pity it has been reduced to this bloody place." She turned to the other mages and told them to clean up the mess. They did as she asked, hauling away the bodies to be used or burned as desired. She turned back to her captives and smiled as the last chain was hooked to a loop in the wall. "Garrick is no longer able to keep you awake, my darling. When you finally fall asleep, the fade will take you and your soul will be lost. Then your body will be mine."
Laughing, she walked out and closed the door. So confident was she that they could not escape, the demon didn't even lock the door in her wake. "Well, that was interesting. You did well, Garrick," Elissa remarked in casual tones. It was forced of course, the attempt at levity missing its mark. He tried to position his head so that she could see him mouth the words, "I sucked." She couldn't see him mouth those words but she knew men well enough that it was clear what he was feeling. "You did the best you could considering the circumstances. I was not entirely displeased. If things were different, I would have found you intriguing regardless. There. I hope your ego is suitably stroked."
He wasn't impressed. Garrick sighed and waited for time to pass. As he waited for the rescuers to arrive or the blood mages to grow bored, he passed the time listening for Elissa's breathing. When he heard Elissa start to doze, he would pelt her with bone to keep her awake. But eventually, the bone fragments he could reach were used up and she finally did fall into a deep slumber, a slumber where her nightmares became real and her fears took over. Soon, she was moaning and straining against her bonds, her legs violently kicking and her head tossing from side to side.
Then there was nothing.
To be continued.
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