Forsaking Humanity Ch. 03

Chapter 3: The challenge

The Saint had never considered herself particularly prideful, but she wondered if it was so wrong of her to want to draw a line in the sand when it came to having to masturbate to orgasm in front of a stranger. Granted the fact that she now knew him to be the Master of Lust did make the situation more acceptable to her - watching others masturbate was probably not new to this man.

She wondered briefly if she could cast a Faint, Slow or Sleep spell considering how close she was to this guy. Maybe she could resummon her sword and then cast a Sigil - temporarily disabling him might give her a large enough window to kill him.

The Lust Demon sensed her mind deviating from lustful thoughts and guessed as to what that deviation was.

"Saint, the moment I see your sword or I see you cast I will break your wrist and rip out your Demon Eye. Sure, you can regenerate it, but I'll make sure you feel every second of pain." He threatened, squeezing her nipples painfully.

"If you want to try and wrestle me off go ahead; I became the Master of Lust by physically dominating men and women who were much more capable than you. Though the price you must pay for challenging me will not be nearly as pleasurable as my subjects'."

Fine, she thought, even if she had to play his game, she didn't need to accept the outcome. So what if he threatened to get her gang raped among the Domain of Sin? The Saint could hide in any of her three Domains. Maybe it was time to confess to The Settlement that she had become the Master of those domains. She hadn't wanted to confess she had inherited the Domains or that every creature in these Domains was now obedient to her. She had feared that she would be called a heretic.

The Saint realised that if they cast her out as a heretic, she would no longer feel responsible for them. She could take anyone still loyal to her and move to the Greed, Envy borderlands where she would now be at her strongest or move to the Cold Mountains where it was more defensible. Yes, even if the Saint lost his games, she could still escape the consequences.

"Saint, are you really not going to take this seriously?" He asked, kneading her breasts lightly.

"You can't expect me to have willing sex with you if I know you're going to share me about and humiliate me in the future. " She said, pointing out how this so-called game was detrimental to his plans. If he scrapped his evil plans here and now, she wouldn't have to thwart them.

"That may be so, Saint."

She said nothing.

"... which is why when you finish this game, I'm going to erase your memories right until you fainted from cumming too hard getting spanked."

The Saint cringed at being reminded that this had happened to her.

"You don't have that kind of Sigil."

"Ah, Saint, but I have you to thank for it. Pride tortured it from you in your year in the Domain of Pride. Pride and I have perfected it so that the period of memory loss is a bit more refined."

The Saint tensed just the mention of Pride, panic flooding into her at the idea that Lust was this deeply in league with Pride. Her time in the Domain of Pride was already traumatic enough that she would reprimand anyone that mentioned Pride to her because of the painful and humiliating memories brought back to her. Now she was learning that there might have been even worse things that Pride did to her that she was made to forget.

"In fact, I wouldn't be able to use such a powerful, Neutral-Natured spell if I hadn't managed to get my hand on a condensed vial of Energy that you've been collecting for to activate Spell Sigils without Internal Mana. " He taunted, pinching her tender nipples and twisting. She cursed herself; stored Energy was only in test stages she hadn't considered that anyone would know about her research much less take the fruits of it.

"Alright Saint, so you know now that the stakes in our little game are very real." He whispered into her ear, nibbling again. The Saint then considered things and hoped that, maybe, even if she did end up enslaved to Lust - which wasn't impossible thanks to the supposed immortality she had - he might just let her off.

"I'm going to make an Unbreakable promise to you that I'll enforce the penalties..."

"An Unliveable promise?" The Saint questioned in confusion.

"Saint, we're both High Demons as such I can make an Unbreakable promise to you. It's like an Unliveable promise but it will literally force me to do whatever it takes to fulfil it and failing that I'll become a slave to you."

"I'm not sure I'd want you as my slave."

The Saint felt her shirt be yanked over her head and painful slaps rained down on her now exposed breasts.

"Unfortunately for you, Saint, I'm an immortal so unless I dictate a deadline - which I'm not about to do - the penalty won't kick in, and I'll simply be stuck with a constant urge to meet the end conditions. Thus, there will be nothing you can do to persuade me to stop your humiliation."

"I see." She said and commenting no further and giving rise to an awkward silence.

"Alright Saint, I, Samuel Bayous Norththorn - Master of Lust, do promise you Sarah Master of Sloth, Envy and Greed, the following outcomes to the immediate challenge as to who will make you orgasm quickest.

-Should you make yourself cum faster than me I will leave you alone.

-Should you make yourself cum within a minute of my time I will not share you about with anyone except Pride.

-Should you make yourself cum within two minutes of my time I will share you about with Pride, Wrath and Anger, should they want to use you.

-Should you make yourself cum within three minutes of my time I will share you about with Pride, Wrath and Anger, and some of my men - should they want to use you.

-Should you make yourself cum three minutes more than my time I will share you about with Pride, Wrath and Anger, and some of my men - should they want to use you. Also, every month after I enslave you, I'll gather adult members of humanity and have them witness and take part in perverse acts against you.

Each of us will count only our first attempt at it.

Each attempt will commence when I dictate it."

The Saint frowned. The final punishment sounded awfully like a timed condition. If everyone in The Settlement were to die, he couldn't fulfil the last condition. Sarah pondered this for perhaps longer than she should have.

The Saint was also shocked that this was promised in such vague wording. He didn't stipulate any restrictions as to how either of them could make The Saint cum. He only bothered to point out they would get only one attempt. The Saint had a Pain-To-Pleasure Sigil burned onto her body - should could maybe chop off a limb and then use that to orgasm.

With a start, The Saint realised something - she still had her Demon Eye activated and yet she couldn't see the whisps and waves of Energy and Mana floating about. No, it wasn't that they weren't there at all - it's just that they were not nearby.

"I've taken the liberty of setting up an Anti-Energy field around us to make it more of an even playing field. You wouldn't want me to win simply by forcing you to cum using my Lust Magic, would you now?"

"Thank you Master." She said, trying hard to keep the sarcasm off her voice. In an Anti-Energy field, she could only activate her Pain-To-Pleasure Sigil if she had an Energy Storage device on hand. Her Sword-Of-Sloth, one of her three Energy Storage devices, was kicked away from her earlier by Lust. She couldn't summon the other two swords in an Anti-Energy field. This Anti-Energy field was not just to stop Lust from making her instantly cum, it was to stop her from making herself instantly cum.

"Alright Saint, your time to masturbate starts now." He smirked, letting go of her breasts and setting his hands down either side of her on his legs. The Saint wasn't ready for the abrupt start but figured that because he had been fingering her pussy and playing with her breasts, she was already worked up enough that she would be able to make herself cum super-fast.

She could feel the man behind her, his hard shaft pressing against her ass. Here she was completely naked sitting in the middle of the arena between the legs of a fully clothed man who had spent the morning molesting and dominating her. The entire situation of was so lewd and she found herself accepting and leaning into it.

She stuck three fingers into her pussy with her dominant hand and used her other hand to rub her clitoris, thankful for that fact that she was near enough ambidextrous. She may have been inexperienced at masturbation but sure enough she was worked up enough that she was on the cusp of climaxing in just over two minutes. His breath was on her neck, and she moaned at how seductive he was then tensed as she approached her climax. Then reality hit her and she was denied by the Lust Demon.

His hands moved like shackles around her wrists and his legs forced her own apart. She wriggled and writhed against her captor, trying to head butt him by throwing her own head backwards. He dodged and removed himself from behind her, smashing her head downwards onto the floor and swinging himself on top of her, now pinning her wrists on ground on top of her head with one hand and gripping her hair with the other forcing her head against the floor. The Saint had gone from the cusp of orgasm to the cusp of concussion in under 10 seconds.

She looked up at him with droopy eyes and managed to say something along the lines of "not fair." before giving up and closing them.

"Did you think that a Demon such as me was going to play fair?" He asked, leaning down and lightly nibbling her ear.

"I thought that the Master of Lust might consider it below him to cheat in a game of lust."

"The mind is just as much of a sex organ as anything else. I know just how aroused I made you. If I can give you help, I can also sabotage you, no?"

" I give up."

"You give up?"

"What's the point? You're not going to let me cum anyway. I know now that I'm going to suffer the worst punishment you have for me."

"You make a good point. That's not very fun. How about this: you masturbate and each time you do something I say I promise to take an extra minute making you cum." The Lust Demon's eyes turned red, and she knew that he had just Unbreakably promised that.

"Kiss me back." He demanded, plundering his tongue into her mouth and engaging her into a passionate kiss. His grip on her wrists loosened and she brought one of her hands up into his hair, knotting into it. His other hand brought her other hand downwards between her legs. His lips unlocked from hers and changed his target area to her neck.

"Tell me how much weaker and more pathetic you are than me."

"I'm pathetically weak, I could never win in a fight against you. Against a strong opponent such as you I could never win." She said, experimentally putting one finger in her pussy then, after discovering she wasn't being stopped, she put another two fingers in. There was an embarrassing wet sound as air, and her fingers drove into her pussy. Despite everything Sarah wasn't feeling particularly distressed because he was one of the most powerful Masters of Sin to have ever existed and she was a 5-foot woman who had probably reached her peek fitness so there wasn't really any shame in being weaker than him.

"Tell me how lucky you are to have strong men in your life to put you in your place."

The Saint moaned and picked up her pace. Trying to focus on the lewdness of submission rather than the creeping concern that the man before her might have a fragile ego.

"I'm so lucky Master that you exist to put me in my place."

"Elaborate."

The Saint inwardly groaned, wondering what more this guy even wanted from her. Did Pride not tell him that getting her to degrade herself was not particularly effective on her?

"There are stupid sluts like me who have managed to make it further than most through dumb luck. It is only thanks to great masters like you that I can be shown the limitations of this luck and get the outcomes that I truly deserve." The Saint wasn't much of an expert in dirty talk, but she had at least this much creativity.

She felt him smile against her neck and unattached his lips from the tender spot which his was sucking. "And what is it you truly deserve, Saint?"

"I deserve to be beneath you, Master. Pinned and dominated, fucking myself with my own fingers because I don't deserve your cock."

"Yes. Good girl. " He complimented and she almost came from his words. She audibly whined as she felt his hand close around her wrist.

"Do you think you deserve to cum?"

The Saint struggled to hide her frustration and annoyance. This again?

"Please Master, please let your undeserving slut cum?"

He started laughing and she cursed herself for finding his laugh intensely arousing.

"I see you're learning something, Saint." He observed. She wondered if he was calling her Saint all the time just to add to the humiliation. "Unfortunately for you you've fought against your master multiple times. I can't let you get off too easily now, can I?"

She hated how he kept on dragging her round in a circle but was mature enough to keep it in and not reveal her contempt, knowing that he would just gain more enjoyment from it and drag this on even further.

"What can this pathetic slut do to make up for her impudence against her master?"

"I think instead of fingering your pussy you should finger you ass instead. Yes, a slut like you should only be able to cum with something up her ass." He suggested, getting off her and sitting to her left. "Go on, kneel. You can take your time putting your fingers into your ass, but you're not allowed to play with your clit until you have four fingers in your ass. Remember, Saint, the clock is ticking."

The Saint's face was the reddest it had ever been. It was both embarrassing and a deep relief that her fingers were dripping with her own juices, making it easier to put her fingers in.

She had never in her life attempted such a thing and found herself rocking back and forwards on her knees to try and find a good position to penetrate her ass. She finally settled with bringing her forehead to the ground ass up in the air.

With some effort, she finally manged to work in the final finger into her ass and reached around with her other hand to rub her clit. She audibly moaned, knowing that she was yet again not far off orgasming.

"Please master. Please let your pitiful slut cum."

"Well, it has been 10 minutes now so even with all the penalties I'll take you'll still end up with the worst outcome. "

The Saint started full out crying, humiliated and now faced with the fact that everything has been for nothing. She carried on fucking herself with both hands, wanting to end this humiliation even though it was futile.

"Go on Saint. Go ahead and make yourself cum with four fingers up your ass you dirty slut. I'll go ahead and milk you like the dirty cow you are."

She felt him shuffle to the side of her and reach under and grab her tits, lazily groping her now sizeable boobs as she fucked herself to orgasm. She cried out as she came and collapsed on the ground, curling up into a foetus and wondering how she had been basking in glory from defeating the Master of Envy not too long ago and now she was being debased by the Master of Lust into fucking herself in the ass.

"Cheer up Saint. You just learnt the art of masturbation - which is a life skill if you ask me."

She suddenly felt something very cold and wet blast into her ass and rapidly uncurled trying to escape the harsh intrusion.

Shackles were suddenly sprouting from the ground, attaching themselves to her ankles and wrists. Lust squatted down next to her, one hand pinning her to the ground the other shooting a small jet of water into her ass.

Lust had clearly released the Anti-Energy field that he had cast. The Saint couldn't bring herself to formulate any kind of plan on fighting back against Lust. She could see with her Demon Eye that Lust had a huge reserve of Internal Energy where she had none. She could condense more External Energy than him and use more Natures of Energy naturally where he could only use Lust-Natured Energy. He had proven that he would use Lust Energy in combat and he had who knows how long years of combat experience than her. It was hopeless. She couldn't beat or escape this man.

"Let's get you cleaned off shall we, Sarah?" He suggested merrily, delighting in the prospect of causing yet more discomfort to the humiliated woman. She went still, trying to dissociate from her body and not give him the reactions she knew he craved. She felt him work two fingers into her pussy and felt jets of water shoot out of the tips of his fingers.

"It's so slick in here, Saint." He pointed out smugly, scooping out the discharge as he cleaned her cunt. His fingers came out and he turned her attention to her little bud which was especially sensitive after rubbing it until she came. "Let's clean this too."

She groaned as a particularly concentrated jet of water was squirted at the small bud and she struggled to stay still and not give him the satisfaction of watching her squirm.

"You're being such a good girl for me letting Master clean you. Get on your hands and knees."

She obeyed, wanting to get everything over with. Even as she moved the jet of water stayed on her clit. With his other hand no longer pressing down on her it became free to work its way into her cunt with 3 fingers. Water pressure pushed against her pussy walls, making her feel the fullest she'd ever felt in that region.

"Master please, you might make me cum." She admitted, not wanting to be punished for cumming without permission.

"You're such a dirty slut for getting off even when you're getting cleaned. If you cum, I'm going to have to clean you again. If you make your master go through this effort, I'll punish you. Hold it in. If you move, I'll punish you even worse."

"Please Master, I can't hold it in."

"You fucking better. I don't want to hear excuses. If you cum, I'll erase your memory to the point where I almost knocked you out - the point just before you fingered your ass. You won't even know you'd already masturbated to climax. I'll make you do it again."

"No, please, Master then you'll have to clean me again. It's not worth the effort."

Two vines shot up from the ground, one working its way inside her pussy and the other inside her ass. She cried out from the sudden protrusion but managed not to move too much. They both started squirting water. She almost fell over when she felt Lust's now free hand spanking her.

"You." He said, punctuating the word with a spank. "Do not. Tell me. What to do."

Each sentence was a spank and to top this abuse off, her pussy and ass were both being filled and her clit stimulated. There was no amount of self-control that could have saved the Saint from cumming. The final spank was what finally pushed her over the edge.

"Master I'm cumming." She cried out, the vines which were inside her kept her ass in the air, but her arms collapsed and she fell forward as she came the hardest ever in her life - which is a superlative way of saying the last hour.

She felt the vine in her cunt grow fatter and felt it almost sucking inside of her.

"You just made another big mistake Saint." The Demon laughed, he treasured the resentful look she gave him and then without ceremony knocked her out.