Christina and Athalia

Christina sat on her bed fiddling with her fingers. She was at least glad to be wearing clothes again. In fact, she felt a sort of nostalgic comfort donning the dress she wore in her old village. The white and blue colors seemed so peaceful to her just like life was back then. Wearing it brought back memories, allowing her to briefly escape her current situation. She remembered life as being so much more simple. She remembered playing with Angelica in the meadows every evening before supper. She remembered training endlessly with a sword to become a paladin. She remembered the pride she felt when a wandering priest came and recognized her efforts. The people of the village expected great things of her back then.

Her train of thought was interrupted by the incessant noises of complaint coming from Athalia just across from her. The succubus was looking at her reflection in the mirror with utter disdain. She had put on the full maid outfit, which was the only outfit found in her closet along with several cleaning tools. She turned from side to side, looking over every inch of herself. With each glance she took, she seemed to only get more agitated.

"Lords of hell preserve me!" said Athalia, "This is the outfit servant girls in the palace would wear! They do this to mock me! How dare they, the fools!"

"Well, I thought it looked rather petty," said Christina.

"I don't care what you think!" said Athalia, "This is a disaster! I worked hard to get to the position of dark consort! I did the work so that one day I could stand tall over the servant girls that wore this garb and laugh at them!"

Athalia fell backwards into her bed, letting her arms and legs sprawl to the sides as she groaned.

"Hells, how much I rose back then," said Athalia, "I was at the right hand of not one but two dark lords, and after only a thousand years of life too! What a place to be. Orcs, goblins, and other demons bowed and quivered as I walked the palace halls. They all feared me. It was glorious. And in mere moments I was going to be the next dark lady myself and nothing would stand between me and total power. And now this! Are the lords of hell playing tricks on me?"

Athalia turned around and laid on her front, burying her face into her pillow while hitting it with her fists and kicking her legs. She made a muffled scream into the pillow as Christine awkwardly watched, unsure of what to do. She could never feel truly comfortable not only because of her situation but because of the demon she shared a roof with. She could think of few things more sacrilegious to her order than what she was doing right now merely living in the presence of this thing. Athalia finally lifted her head and looked at Christina.

"What are you looking at?" Athalia said aggressively.

"Uh, you I guess," said Christina, "I have to share this room with you after all."

A smile found its way back to Athalia's face as she sat up on the bed, crossing her legs and laying her chin in her hand as she looked across the room towards Christina.

"Well this is certainly amusing," said Athalia, "A demon and a paladin sleeping together."

"We're not sleeping together!" said Christina.

"You have a smuttier mind than I thought, church girl!" said Athalia, "Say, I wonder if your little transformation works long distance. Do you have to see Angelica do something lewd to want to outdo it, or if she starts masturbating across the island you'll suddenly feel the urge to masturbate too, but in an even bigger way?"

"What?" said Christina, "No! That won't happen! Angelica doesn't... do that!"

"Masturbate?" said Athalia, "You really think that? Are you telling me you don't?"

"Of course not!" said Christina, "I'm a pious soldier of the church! To... do that is a perversion and affront to my gods!"

"Explains the smutty mind then," said Athalia, "You've been pent up your whole life haven't you? Well, no need to be shy anymore. We're far from the eyes of the gods now! Let loose a little!"

"That's exactly what I'd expect a demon to say!" said Christina, "But I have trained to resist such temptation! I will not fall for your words so easily."

"Given the nature of this 'show' we seem to be on, I doubt that will last," said Athalia, "You might as well enjoy it right now rather than edge yourself until you inevitably are made to cum by something. Most likely it'll be by something Angelica does. Funny how you went so far and even became chaste to get your power and she got her power without needing to go through any of that!"

Christina didn't respond. She simply shrank away, retreating into her mind. She thought about how young Angelica was so sad to see her go off to become a paladin, crying as she saw her best friend leave. It was the saddest she ever saw Angelica be. It contrasted perfectly with the time they reunited later in life. Angelica was a hero recognized by the king himself and she couldn't be happier. And it was true that, unlike Christina, Angelica took no vows and made no promises to gain her status. It just sort of happened.

"I touched a nerve there, didn't I?" said Athalia, "It seems becoming rivals was the fitting choice!"

"No!" said Christina, "We may have walked different paths in life but it changed nothing about our friendship! And we defeated Malgor together! Something like that forges a bond that will never be broken!"

"Ah yes, that was quite impressive," said Athalia, "Sorry I couldn't make it to the celebration. I'm sure you looked lovely up on the stage with Angelica."

Christina was once again lost for a response.

"Did she not even let you on the stage?" said Athalia, "I guess she really is an attention whore! Too bad for you though. I thought you did a good job defeating my master... even if no one else did."

Christina banged her fist on the nearby cupboard and stood up angrily.

"Enough of this!" said Christina, "I don't need your demon's words twisting my mind! I know myself and I will not be led to pettiness and vanity!"

"Not like your friend was?" said Athalia.

"Shut up!" said Christina, "What do you know about friendship? You jump from master to master without care! All you do is serve! Do you think it a coincidence that the moment you tried to claim power for yourself you were struck down and cast here! You'll always be a servant!"

Athalia grew mad and stood up to match Christina.

"You have the nerve to stay that when you've been cast alongside me!" said Athalia, "Gods or fate did not do this. Something else entirely did this. If you truly think we're in hell then what does it say about you being here with me?"

The two of them fell silent. Christina slowly sat back down onto her bed. Athalia turned back to the mirror, looking over herself and her outfit once more.

"Whatever," said Athalia, "You don't know what you're dealing with. You'll only regret that when its too late."

After straightening her maid cap, Athalia grabbed her case of cleaning supplies and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" said Christina, "It isn't even sundown yet!"

"I believe I'll get more points for being punctual," said Athalia, "Or at the very least not lose any."

"What?" said Christina, "Moments ago you were complaining about how much you hated being a maid and now you can't wait to start?"

"Whether I like it or not is irrelevant," said Athalia, "Though it may hurt my pride, I've realized that it's actually an advantageous position for me."

"Huh?" said Christina.

"This is a game to win Malgor's affection," said Athalia, "None of you prudes will want to play, and even those who do probably wouldn't even know what goes where when it's time to fuck. But me, I have experience. I have pleasured Malgor before as I did his forefather. When it comes to bringing him ecstasy, I know better than anyone. Have you looked in the cupboard? That dildo is an exact replica of his cock! I know because I've seen it before."

"I haven't looked and I definitely won't now!" said Christina.

"This knowledge combined with the fact that I have been given access to him and his quarters every day..." said Athalia, "Trust me, I'll have him eating out of my hand in no time!"

"But he hates you," said Christina, "You betrayed him, which means you hate him too."

"Hate is a strong word," said Athalia, "I would classify it more as a disagreement. He'll get over it."

"I thought you wanted his throne," said Christina, "Even if you win, he'll still have control of everything. He'll still be your master!"

Athalia paused for a moment. She had considered this deeply. She had already watched one opportunity for the throne slip away right before her eyes. She wondered if she'd ever get that sort of chance again. But she decided to put those plans on hold for now. She had a long enough lifespan as a demon. Perhaps if she survived this game with a stable mind she would live to see Malgor fall of natural causes, giving her another opportunity.

"Maybe, maybe not," said Athalia, "But that's something to worry about later. What I'm focused on now is beating all of you. Even if I'm not quite where I want to be, I'll be in a favorable position compared to you and your little friends. Imagine it: I'm sitting by the dark lord's side while you crawl on the ground below me, using your naked body as a footstool for me! The thought is quite pleasing. I wonder what sort of things we'll make you do? I would have you kiss my feet in reverence every morning before licking Malgor's balls clean. After that, you would lick my pussy while stroking his dick until we both came all over your pious face. Then finally, with your face all dirtied with our juices, I'd make you dance naked for the orcs, goblins, and all the lowly creatures in the land of shadows just to show them how far you've fallen as they all laugh at you! Mmm, the thought alone is getting me excited already!"

Christina's eyes filled with fear and she blushed in embarrassment as she inadvertently imagined the scene as well.

"Just go now!" aid Christina, "Do whatever you want, just leave me alone!"

Athalia giggled, feeling a little better about her chances before leaving the room. Malgor laid in bed observing through the orb. He noticed Christina laying herself down on the bed, not doing anything else. He decided it was time to move onto the final room, the one that interested him the most. He willed the crystal ball to shift to Daelana and Lila.