The demon demands role play

As you opened your eyes your vision started to come into focus. You appeared to be in a palace throne room. Infront of you saw Abere sat upon an exquisitely designed gold throne. Her style of dress had completely changed instead of the golden type bra an loin cloth thing she wore before, she now had on a white bliaut dress. The dress was patterned with gold designs and what looked to be some holy symbols. On top of that she wore a red mantle (a cloak for nobility) which was also covered in holy looking symbols.

On her face she wore a stainless white porcelain mask which covered her whole face but left room for her horns. She almost looked like a doll with the thing on it was a bit creepy looking. On top of Abere’s head sat a white guimple (a head dress) which covered her hair. On top of the guimple sat a silver crown with a blue jewel in the center of it. The outfit seemed like a parody of religious attire that some one like a bishop might wear. This irony was only multiplied by the demon horns and red skin left exposed by the outfit. She was indeed dressed as a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Next to her stood what looked to be a court of nobles, men and woman stood upright wearing expensive looking clothing adorned with gold and jewels. Standing before her were female two guards suited in white armor knight that looked almost angelic in design. The armor was adore with feather capes and, winged designs etched into their breast plates. On either side of you stood a mass of people wearing clothing similar to the nobles yet lacking the expensive looking materials and jewels. Where ever you are, what every this place is it seemed to be some weird version of medieval Europe. A version where Abere had made herself a queen. Then Abere spoke as she outstretched an arm towards you.

“Good People of the land today we have gathered here to put on punish two individuals who have greatly harmed our fair land .” Abere spoke in a loud commanding voice.

“We have done no such thing!” A voice from behind you retorted.

You turned around to see Vera. She was wearing an outfit you had never seen her in before. On her head she wore a feathered cap like a musketeer. Her face was done up with make up. Her eyes had purple eye liner and on her cheeks their was a subtle red blush that contrasted with her pale complexion. Her lips were also plastered with a deep purple lip gloss. She also had a purple hoop earring hanging from her right ear. The last touch of cosmetics on her was some purple nail polish. On her chest she wore, well you don’t quite know how to describe it.

It was skimpy to say the least, like a bikini, no even a bikini provided more modesty then this. Basically it was a tight black piece of latex of that looped around neck like a strapless dress. The latex then split and crossed like an x, each split of the fabric covering one nipple. It then looped around her back reconnecting between her butt and her crotch covering them. Then it ran up her stomach and split again connecting to to the x on her chest. The fabric was also skin tight giving her some bad camel toe as well as outlining her nipples and cock.

The whole piece of clothing was pretty much just a two long strips of latex which wrapped around her body tightly covering only the bare minimum. The rest of her outfit consisted of some leather boots which had purple ruffled feathers on the rim, and some black fishnet dancer gloves. She looked like some perverted teens mage character from an mmo.

Then you looked down and realized your clothing situation wasn’t much better either. On top of your head was a black witch’s hat complete with a buckle round the base and a drooping pointed tip. The cotton material was actually quite comfortable, the thing almost felt like wearing a soft night cap. The rest of your outfit however, was not so desirable. The only thing on your chest was two black nipple pasties. They only accomplished discoloring your nips, as they were so thin you could see the whole nipple outlined clearly. Your face went flush with embarrassment as your whole feminine boi boy chest was on display for the watching crowd.

The next problem was you bottoms Firts off a leather belt was wrapped tightly around your waist with a large buckle. Attached to the belt was a few items, a potion a tome, and a bag of coins. The belts only function seemed to be for storing items as it didn’t actually hold up any clothing. What actually covered your modesty was some tiny mankini bottom. What The thing was just three thick cotton strings and a pitiful piece of cloth in the front. The piece left you so exposed that you cock head even peaked out the top of the tiny bikini like crotch piece. It also didn’t help that it was also super tight. The front piece squished you balls, and cock against your body leaving an outline that left little to the imagination. The back of it however was even worse, it was just a think piece of string which ran up between your cheeks and covered nothing, The thing was super tight and rid up your ass pretty bad. Your feet were also completely bare, expect for some fishnet stockings, and a gold toe ring. To complete your look and perhaps give it some affiliation with how very looked you had the same make up, lips stick and nail polish as her.

Then something strange happened, you suddenly felt a desire to speak.

“Yes pleases just listen to us!” You pleaded

Wait why did you just say that? You put your hands up to your mouth. Then slowly brought them away. Suddenly you felt you should talk again, and before you could stop yourself you did.

“We were delayed, on our travels please queen Abere just hear us out.” Your voice became more **** as you spoke.

Again you covered your mouth, why were you saying these things? You looked over to Vera, she gave you a side ways glance before turning back to look at Abere.

“My queen we were attacked during our journey a group of orcs chased us through the forest we would have gotten here sooner if not for that encounter please we beg for your understanding!”

You never had seen Vera ever emote quite like she was doing now, it was so bizarre even for the short time you known her she was one to be very stolid. Now however she was quite expressive. Her face animated with her emotion, and her body lively with emoting gestures. You felt like you need to speak again. Quickly you covered you mouth trying to resist the urge to talk. Then you heard a voice speak inside your head.

“Do not fight it.” The voice spoke, sounding just like Vera.

You saw Vera give you another sideways glance, and as you locked eyes she gave you a barley noticeable nod. You were confused, but you trusted in your mentor so you listened. Your hands fell from your mouth, and you let will pulling you to speak take control.

“And after which we came right to the castle please you have to believe us!” You said biting your lip as you suddenly felt some unknown tension rise within you.

“Silence!!!” Abere’s voice boomed though out the throne room.

“You witches forget thy place, I have had enough of your outbursts, now be silent and listen to what I have to say!”

You felt a strange nervousness as Abere fell quite again. What was going on, where you were, and what you were doing here?All these questions had gone on unanswered, still…. You clenched a fist, where was this panic you were feeling come from?. Why did you feel like there was some guilt within you, like it was trying to claw its way to the surface?

“My scouts had secured the forest several days before you were supposed to arrive, and they saw not even a hint of orcs in that area. So tell me why were the two of you truly late?” Abere tapped her fingers on her armrest awaiting an answer.

“Yo- you well, you see umm…” Vera fumbled her words as she nervous shifted her stance.

“Could it be that the reputation of promiscuity the two of you have gained was true? Did my subjects have to die because you two libertines were to busy having copulation with each other to make the journey on time!!” Abere slammed down a fist as she spoke with such a rage that it made you tremble slightly.

Again you felt a feeling you should speak. It was like you were an actor on a stage you knew what to do, like you rehearsed it a thousand times before. Yet it was up to you to whether you actually preformed the role. Remembering what Vera said you decide to “follow the script”.

“It’s not true it’s not true it’s not true!” Your voice got more and more high pitched as you shook your head back and forth intently denying the accusations.

“I told you be silent, guards gag this one!” Abere commanded pointing at you.

There was a rattling of armor, and suddenly hands pinned your hands behind your back. two guard who had been standing out of sight **** you down to your knees. A third brought a pink ball gag in front of your mouth. You tightened your lips trying to prevent them from forcing the gag into your mouth. Your efforts were in vain however as one of the guards pinched your nose closed. You tried to hold out as long as you could but eventually you cracked open you mouth to breath. The guards took the opportunity to slip the gag past your lips and **** your mouth wide. After securing the gag they released you, roughly shoving your forward on to the floor. Quickly you scrambled to your feet and tried to take off the gag, but there was a locking mechanism preventing it from coming lose. You looked back at Abere you felt like you could feel her smirking under her mask.

“If you to truly do maintain that the two of you are innocent then I propose a test.” Abere stood up from her throne walking right up to Vera.

“Wha- what sort of test?” Vera’s voice wavered with fear.

Abere placed her hand on Vera’s chest, she pushed a finger nail in her flesh till a drop of blood dripped all the way down to her belly. Vera tensed up but didn’t resist even though you could tell she in visible pain.

“You will find out, now will you submit to the test?” Abere asked as she slipped a finger under her mask to tasting Vera’s blood.

“I-I agree to your test!” Vera said defiantly.

Again you felt like you could see a sadistic smile under Abere’s mask.