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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
(Hey people! Chapter 5 here in my story… getting a tad bit long by the way. I’m just gonna see where it heads… Anyways, enough of my random rambling, here’s chapter 5! By the way. TORTURE WARNING.)

Chapter 5: Right Place Right Time.

Laharl woke up from a peaceful dream. The first thing he noticed was Starlight’s arm around him and her breathing on his shoulder. She was breathing deeply and moaning slightly in her sleep. This made Laharl shiver. What are with these women and their hormones? He rose off the bed and stretched his arms upwards. Starlight sighed in her sleep and stirred awake. She leaned up and yawned with her hand covering her mouth.

            “Hmm morning Laharl!” She said groggily. She stepped out and Laharl saw that she was wearing a blue tank top with tight blue shorts. Figures. “Umm morning Starlight… Listen Flonne’s probably looking for me now… I have to get back to the throne room.” Laharl said as he started to the door. He was stopped by her placing her arms on his shoulders. He winced and jumped back instantly when she done so.

            “Something wrong my liege?” The maid asked with a confused look on her face. “Ummm n-nothing…” He started towards the door again, but she pulled him back again. “Wait Laharl. Why do you persist on satisfying her? Don’t let her hurt you.” She beckoned to him. “Be-Because if I don’t… She’ll…She’ll beat me again…” He said the last part lowly. She spun to the front of him and looked up at him

            He shivered at his touch, “Listen Laharl, I know I’m just your maid, but I may be the only maid that cares about you like a friend.” She responded. Laharl sighed and said, “I know… your pretty cool… for a maid.” She smiled and kissed his cheek. It was on dominance or force. It was a sweet, gentle caring kiss. “Th-thanks Star.” She giggled at the name and shook his hand.

They spent the next 20 minutes talking about their last night dreams. Starlight giggled and made a circle face when Laharl told her about a dream of food and nekomatas. When the young prince listened to her talk about working as a firewoman, and eventually as a cook they both laughed at the idea.

Starlight felt a certain feeling in the back of her mind. Those feelings were directed at Laharl. It was wrong though! She was his maid and here she was taking a liking to the boy. It was way too soon to be feeling this though! But maybe… It was love at first sight?

Laharl noticed she had something on her mind. “You ok star?” Starlight snapped out of her reverie and smiled, “Yep! So yea you wanna hang out here all of today?” She said jokingly. Laharl shook his head and smiled. “No way! You’re still my maid! Get to work!” He said in a joking manner as he walked to the door. Starlight walked him to the door and opened it for him.

“Why ya leaving so soon Laharl?” She asked. Laharl smiled and said, “Have to get to work!” She walked outside with him. “Oh yea! Sitting in that comfy throne all day!” He smiled and walked away. The last thing he saw on her face was that cute smile and warm laugh. Not a laugh of victory, but a laugh of comedy and having a good time. He knew about one thing though. He was feeling something for the older maid. He wasn’t scared of her either. He had nothing but positive thoughts on his mind.

            He walked into his throne room for another day of work, sitting on his throne approving memos for the dark assembly. He sat down on the comfortable cushion of his throne and a sigh of relief escaped him. He had the feeling of nothing but being high. High in a good way though.

            “Hey prince!” A familiar voice echoed throughout the room. Laharl looked up to see who it was. He noticed his red-headed vassal in a tighter-than-usual black bra. She was wearing a low cut skirt and she had a long black whip in her right hand. She had both her hands on her hips. Laharl noticed she had a seductive look on her face. She wasn’t alone however. Flonne, who was dressed in a totally different outfit, was standing next to her. She was beyond furious, she had a look of pure hatred in her eyes, Her white and blue outfit was exchanged with a red and black outfit. The outfit… of a demon.

            “What do you girls want?” Laharl asked. Etna had to hold Flonne back from rushing up and attacking him. “Oh just saying hi prince.” They walked towards him. Laharl knew however that they were up to something. “We rarely talk anymore…” Etna said quietly. Laharl tried hiding his fear with fake confidence. “Fl-Flonne talks to me all the goddamn time!” He said with his arms crossed. Maybe these women needed a bit of defiance.

            “Laharl…” Etna said while they approached his chair. Flonne looked even freakier up front. “Listen here you son of a bitch! You’re going to get on this floor and you are going to take this beating I have for you!’ She spat at him.

            Laharl brushed it aside. “Psh please! Now get out of my face you worthless vassals! I don’t have time for you!” He attempted to get up and walk right between them. “You’ve been warned prince.” Etna said. She let Flonne go and instantly she pinned him down on his stomach.

            “Where were you last night??” She exclaimed rather than ask. Laharl kept his hands on the back of his head to prevent her from knocking him out. “I asked you a question you Dumbfuck!” She yelled before kicking his side. “Ah!” He yelped in pain before rolling onto his back. For a demon she sure could kick hard…

            “I don’t think your taking me seriously enough…” She straddled his stomach and stared up at her. “What are you gonna do? Rape me again?” He provoked her more. “In a sense..” She mumbled before she pulled out what looked like a diamond studded short-bladed dagger from a sheathe that was hooked onto her back pocket.

            Laharl saw this instantly and hid his fear. “What are you gonna do with that?” He asked as he felt his blood run cold. The demon said nothing as she ran the dull side of the blade across his neck. “Hmm. Maybe I should just kill you now. The overlord killed by an evil demon.” Laharl’s confidence shrunk down to the size of a scared puppy.

            “N-no Flonne…” He mumbled terrified. She instantly glared at him. “SHUT UP!” She yelled as she raised the blade up and held his wrist down. “Etna! Hold his wrist down for me…” The angel told her. Etna quickly nodded and, using both of her hands, pinned his flailing hand down. “No! No! Please! Don’t use that!” He pleaded with the insane ex-angel.

            Flonne ignored his requests and ran the dull side of her dagger across his palm. Laharl started crying and shut his eyes. “STARLIGHT! HELP!” He yelled out failing to escape her grasp. Etna shut her eyes and waited for the series of slaps that Laharl will receive. Flonne got so close to his face that he could smell the stench coming from her mouth. “So that’s the whore you’ve fucking with.” She started as she rubbed the dagger across his neck. “What?? Am I not good enough to fuck?? So I have to be a whore to get you to fuck me is that it?”

            Laharl wanted to just hit her. She had absolutely no right to talk about his friend, but with that blade running across his face he decided to stay silent. “Well there’s a punishment for your actions my pet. Laharl started with, “Like what?” Flonne bowed her head and reached around Etna. “You’re gonna listen to me after this for damn sure!” She yelled as she stabbed the dagger through his hand and some way into the floor.

            “AHHHHHHHH!” Laharl yelled in a bloodcurdling scream. He could feel the dagger cut through his bone and vessels. He could feel the blood rushing out of his wound and tried not to move his hand as much as possible, as his mind told him that moving it would only cause more problems. “Awww is my little bitch hurt?” Flonne spat at his face as she said so. A river of tears flowed out of his eyes. Most of it was from his stab wound. Etna and Flonne got up and both stripped. Laharl thrashed his head around trying not to look at them.

            “Etna, get his dick, I’ll take of his face.” Flonne commanded. Etna nodded and bent over his soft member. She took it into her hands and began licking the tip of it. Flonne straddled his head so that her toes were touching his outstretched arms and her pussy was over his mouth. “Get to work my pet.” She commanded. Laharl nodded without hesitation and began massaging her clit with his tongue.

            Etna continued licking his dick until he was semi-erect. “You’re gonna love this prince…” She said evilly as she took half of his cock into her warm mouth. Laharl stopped for a second. “Wh-What are you gonna do?” Laharl nervously asked, the pain still affecting him. Etna ignored him and, with her fangs, scraped the sides of his dick. She didn’t brush them against it lightly, she straight up scraped her fangs against it causing 4 long cuts leading up and down and blood started gushing out.

            “AHH! Etna please! It hurts! It hurts!” He begged her. Etna ignored him and went back to sucking on him. She slurped up the blood on his dick and massaged his wounds with her tongue, causing him to wince and cry out in pain. Flonne noticed that he stopped and punched the ground next to his head. “Hey dumbass! I didn’t say stop!” Laharl heard her and attempted to please his mistress again by licking her. It was very difficult since the dagger was sticking through his hand and Etna was tearing up his member.

            Laharl’s tears intensified as he licked Flonne’s clit faster. The pain was unbearable, well close to it, He can’t pass out… Who knows what they’ll do!? Flonne continued moaning and noticed that she was going to cum a lot sooner than she expected. She should’ve practiced! “Ahhh… my pet…I feel like…” She arched her back backwards and felt the juices flow from her pussy onto his tongue.

            Laharl, thankful it was over, breathed in a bit deep. He was having trouble breathing from the two wounds, and him eating her out didn’t help. “Etna stop!” Flonne shouted. Etna quickly rose up from the prince’s member and walked up to Flonne. “Yes?” Flonne motioned to Laharl’s face. She nodded and the red-headed vassal positioned herself like Flonne had. She looked over at his hand and yanked the knife out.

            Laharl, who screamed as the knife was ripped from his hand, attempted to move his fingers, but it was no use. All his fingers were numb. He shivered as he realized that there was no way he’d be able to dress it right now. His attention returned to Etna when she snapped. “It’s been awhile prince… I wonder how I taste now.” She mocked him.

            Laharl was prepared to say something back when he felt Flonne’s pussy rubbing against his dick. “Flonne! Please no! I’m bleeding! It’ll hurt! Please don’t do this! Mistress!” Laharl screamed aloud as Flonne shook her head. “Oh what’d you say my pet? I told your ass not to say anything! Strike two!” She grabbed the dagger from Etna and jammed it into the prince’s stomach.

            “AHHHHHHH!” Laharl screamed at the top of his lungs. He started hyperventilating and knew that if he stayed there too long he could die from blood loss. He’d do anything to get out of this situation! He felt the blade penetrate his organs and rested deep inside of his skin. Laharl felt his vision fade. It hurt. It hurt so much. He resented Flonne so much as that point. He thought that this may be his final day living. They’d rape him then kill him. He tried his best to stay awake but shrieked in pain as he felt Flonne come down on him.

            It felt horrible. He could feel her pussy juices flow into his bite wounds. He clenched the rug with his left hand and hissed sharply. This felt a hell of a lot worse than the other times that she’s done this. He came to conclusions and confirmed that he might as well die than live with this torture.

            Flonne however was in a state of bliss. All last night she had fingered herself to the groans of pain from Laharl. Now she was here raping him again. This felt so good. She needed him. She, of course, felt blood flowing inside her, but his size in general this felt so good.

            They continued their treatment not stopping for anything, all the while the prince couldn’t take the combination of the pain. He felt like he was losing blood fast. What if his hand and dick got infected? Laharl quickly dismissed the though from his head. As he pleasured Etna he felt like he was going to pass out… “Hmmm prince…” Etna moaned as she felt him lick her quicker.

            Flonne placed her hands behind her and moved her hips straight back and forth. She occasionally heard Laharl groan in pain. That was good. She couldn’t be having him enjoying this anyway.. “God Laharl… im going to..” She moaned with her head back. Laharl went wide-eyed and attempted to struggle. If she came while on top of him…More of her juices would flow into his wounds. He could already feel her tightening around him and felt more of her flowing onto his wounds. The pain was too much.. He rested his head on his floor and began to feel darkness overcoming him.

  Suddenly a knock was heard on the other side of the huge door. “Laharl?? Laharl are you ok???” Starlight called from the other side. Flonne and Etna looked at each other and instantly got up off of Laharl. “Quick! Hide in his room!” They nodded in agreement as they put their clothes on and yanked the dagger from Laharl, getting a louder shriek from him.

            Starlight bust through the door and ran over to Laharl’s limp body. She gasped and shook him. She noticed a stab wound in his hand and stomach. She blushed as she noticed his member was sticking out, but it instantly faded as she noticed fang marks against it. She could also smell sex on him. “EMERGENCY! I NEED AN AMBULANCE!” She yelled as she ran back down the hall.

            Flonne and Etna peered from the prince’s room. “Shit! We’re dead.” Etna stated. Flonne hushed her and watched as the maid came back with what appeared like 2 other male humanoids with a stretcher. “What if her tells them that we done this?” Etna added. “Shut up! I have a plan! He won’t be telling anyone… because he knows that if he does… his ass is mine…” Flonne replied back.

            Laharl felt the two men lift him onto the stretcher. He was definitely on the verge of passing out. Starlight had a very concerned look on her face. “Laharl??? Who done this??” She asked him frantically. He couldn’t answer, because as soon as he heard her words he sank quietly into the world of blackness.

(Sorry it was a bit short, I had nothing! Well not much torture but its minor… And I revised this by the way! R and R people!)
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