Nearly Enthralled

Alexis leapt to her feet alarming Fidelisa who had been sitting next to her, as the young woman dashed for the curtain to the back room. Flipping it as she entered she immediately saw Hekate being dominated by the tailor, tears in her eyes as she was fighting for control of both her body and her aura.

The young woman used all her will to **** herself into the overwhelming ki emanating from the succubus. Alexis grabbed the demon, pulling her up from between Hekate’s thighs. The glazed look in her eyes showed her struggle to resist returning to Hekate.

Somehow Alexis found strength deep within to pull her back out the curtain to the main part of the shop. Where Fidelisa was awaiting wondering what was going on.

Tears ran down the sides of Fortura’s face as she whimpered, “Mistress, I must please Mistress.”

Fidelisa stepped in now helping hold the woman back from returning to Hekate, realizing if she did she would be enthralled by Hekate.

The succubus cried out once again, having managed to bring herself to orgasm after Fortura had been pulled to safety. At this Fortura dropped to her knees, going limp in their arms, “I failed Mistress.”

Fidelisa knelt down next to her, bringing her head to her shoulder, “No, no dear not at all. Mistress was only protecting you, it proves she cares for you.” Running her hands along her back as she comforted the woman. As she gave Alexis a glance the directed her to go check on her mother.

Ducking back through the curtain, she witnessed a distraught Hekate, having slipped from the stool and now sitting on the floor. Staring at the ground, as she shook, “I was going to enthrall her, I, I don’t want that, I never want to see her enslaved again.”

Alexis knelt next to her, wrapping her arms around her to pull her into a hug, whispering, “it’s okay, Aunty Lisa is with Miss Fortura, she will be okay.”

“I lost control, I almost again, I swore I would, I would never lose control, not again.” Balling up her fists and slamming them into the ground.

Alexis just held her, allowing her to calm herself, but letting her know someone is here for her.

As Fidelisa held Fortura, allowing the cloud that had engulfed her mind to clear. “Now, now dear, Auntie Fidelisa is here for you baby.”

Fortura blinked when her mind cleared finally, “What was that, when I’ve been with Princess before it was never like that, I was losing myself. It was like when I was under that man’s control.”

“There were a hundred and forty nine of us, the Princess saved by defeating that monster, the Princess was to be one hundred and fifty as he always kept one hundred and fifty of us. When he found someone more worthy of our place he would destroy the one no longer fit to serve, and they would be replaced.”

Tears streamed down her face as she clung to the Imp, “The night before he was to claim the Princess, he gathered us all. Amaani was branded as replaceable and we watched her die that night. She was like a sister to me, she was the one who kept me safe when I was first taken by him. And, and now I was, I am willing to give it all up, if the Princess would wish it of me.”

Fidelisa blinked, pulling her tighter, “I never knew that part, dearest. Though you must never give up yourself, never again. Mistress Hekate would never forgive herself if that happened.”

Hekate still horrified by what she had just done managed to raise back to her feet, with Alexis’s help. “Mother, please just rest. You are still shaken.”

Hekate shook her head, “No, no I have to go to her, I never want her to live in submission again. No one I care for, I will never allow those I care for to experience that, not again.” Lifting her balled hand before her face, as if she was pledging to it herself.

Alexis offered an arm but suggested, “Mistress Hekate, perhaps you should dress first, before we go to the front.”

Hekate nodded, taking the outfit that Fortura had just made, and slipping into it. Clinging to Alexis as they went back through the curtain to the main area of the shop where Fidelisa was comforting Fortura sitting in a chair.

Hekate knelt down in front of the spider demon, “Are you okay, Fortura?”

Fortura blinked, visibly shaken by seeing the Princess she adores so much leaned forward, “Yes, my princess, I am fine, and as long as it was you I would be okay even if you….”

Hekate pulled back fear evident in her eyes as she still held back tears, “No, no, I’ll never do that to someone I care for again, I can’t, I won’t….”

By this point Fidelisa was standing behind the succubus in human form, “Mistress, this is not like that time, do not worry, we are all here for you and Mistress Fortura.”

Hekate shook her head, hands clenched in tight fists by her side, “No, no, I won’t let someone I care for die like that again. I will not **** them.”

Fidelisa squeezed her shoulders, her sing songsy voice now firm, “Hekate, you did not kill her, it was not your fault. This is nothing like what happened with Mistress Rawiya, Mistress Fortura is safe and will be okay.”

The raven haired woman glared back at her, warning the woman who helped raise her that she overstepped with the mention of that name.

Fortura leaned forward in her chair placing a hand upon Hekate’s forehead, “Princess please. You did not **** me, and I love you. You freed me from Aranenos, everyone of us that he had ever taken. Even those who were no longer able to be saved, their souls may finally rest in peace because of you.”

Alexis gripped the counter, suddenly remembering the name Aranenos from the memory her mother tried to share with her, realizing it was when she first found her true power. Through pain and when all seems hopeless one’s true character will shine, then they rise up and resist or become slaves never to realize their potential.

Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, as she acknowledged it was not because Hekate is a sadistic bitch like she believed at the time. It was to let her learn from her pain, and not have to someday face that pain herself. Where if she failed to rise, and Alexis realized by running away, she would still be able to live another day, without being enslaved. It was an act of love by her mother, though misguided, and harsh it was meant to give her a chance without risking her very soul, like Hekate had been **** to when she encountered that monster.

Running over to her, she knelt down next to the succubus, hugging her tightly, “Mother, I, I mean we are all here for you. We love you, I love you.”

Hekate blinked glancing over her shoulder as Alexis clung to her, the tears she had been fighting back suddenly flowing.

When suddenly the chime above the door announced an interloper in this intimate moment the women were having, their emotions laid bare to one another.