Accusations

Karasae touched Nessa's face softly, then went to her bag. The pulled out the small handcuff key and went behind Nessa to unlock her cuffs.

"Wait," Nessa said suddenly, "just a little bit more."

Karasae moved back in front of her, their faces mere inches apart, "You naughty little girl, you really do love being handcuffed, don't you?"

Nessa blushed bright red and tried to cover her face, but found it rather impossible with her hands still locked behind her. She struggled a bit, her cuffs jingling behind her, then settled for looking away. Finally she responded, "I can't help it."

"Don't worry, I'll be nice."

Karasae knelt on the floor in front of Nessa again, pushing her onto her back. Nessa pulled her legs up, spreading them and placing her feet on the edge of the bed. The demon easily slipped two fingers into her already wet pussy. Nessa moaned and Karasae flicked her tongue lightly across her clit. As Nessa squirmed and moaned, the demon smiled at how easy it was to control her body. The cuffs were symbolic at this point. Karasae could easily seduce this girl whenever she wanted to. Their extremely strong emotional connection played a rather large role in this, but Karasae's technique was not to be underestimated; as the writhing blood elf could attest to. Nessa struggled helplessly in her cuffs as her swollen clit was licked relentlessly. Her juices coated Karasae's fingers as they plunged in and out of her. Nessa screamed as her hips bucked of their own accord.

"Karasae! Ah! Ahhhh! Karasae!!!"

The more she thrashed and screamed, the faster Karasae went. Nessa shivered and trembled, her body succumbing to pleasure. She was racked with orgasm, able to do little more than struggle amusingly for her minion. She finally came down off of her orgasm, her screams becoming soft moans and coos. Karasae withdrew her wet fingers and placed them in her mouth, licking them clean.

"It looks so dirty when you do that." Nessa breathed, smiling.

"What can I say? I'm a dirty girl. Let me take those cuffs off so you can get back to work."

Nessa turned on her side and Karasae unlocked the handcuffs. She stood up and stretched her arms, her robe falling back into place as if nothing had happened. While Karasae started putting her clothes back on, Nessa walked back over to her workbench with the new bundle of samples. With each sample she analyzed, she took notes of the type of plant, its physical appearance, its consistency when ground, and its magical qualities when boiled with mana imbued water in a test tube. Karasae sat back down a few feet away from where she was working.

The next sample Nessa grabbed felt a bit odd to her. It was as though the texture didn't match its appearance, but she couldn't quite place what was off about it. She cut it up and ground it in a mortar and pestle, then placed it in the test tube with the mana imbued water over a flame. The water turned a dark green, which wasn't uncommon. As soon as the fumes found their way to Nessa's nose, a sharp pain seemed to gouge her lungs. She fell to her right, completely limp. She landed on her shoulder and gasped for air.

"Nessa!" Karasae yelled, leaping out of her seat and rushing to Nessa's side, "Nessa, what happened?"

"The fumes..." she gasped, "Help me..."

Karasae was completely unaffected by the fumes which seemed to be killing Nessa rather quickly. This put luck on Nessa's side, because the pain in her lungs increased with every breath, rendering her unable to call out. Karasae scooped her up, cradling her in both arms, and quickly sprinting out the door. She ran towards Sunfury Spire, hoping to find a priest. Though other blood elves saw her carrying Nessa, she didn't stop to request assistance. A guard ran up, barely able to keep up with the demon's speed.

"Stop!" he panted, running alongside her, "What do you think you're doing?"

"She needs a priest. Stand in my way and you're dead."

As she approached the two lines of guards, they readied their weapons. All they saw was a demon running amok with a body in her arms. However, they returned to a normal formation when they saw the guard running alongside her, now escorting the demon instead of questioning her. When they got inside, Karasae ran straight up to the nearest priest, Belestra, and laid Nessa at her feet. The summoner was already rather pale and sickly looking.

"What happened to her?" Belestra asked, kneeling to check her vital signs and administer emergency aid.

"She was analyzing plant samples, and suddenly collapsed. The only thing I got her to say was 'the fumes', but I was unaffected by any fumes."

"This is rather disturbing news. All the plant samples being brought to her are thought to be benign." Nessa began to blink slowly and Belestra shouted at her, "Sister, stay with me! I need your demon to remain in this world!" Turning to Karasae and added, "Luckily for her you aren't the typical mindless minion that most warlocks end up getting stuck with. I need you to retrieve the sample she was working on, as well as her lab book. Put a cork in the vial. If it did this to one blood elf it will probably do the same to us all. Bring both to Camberon. If anyone can shed some light on this situation it will be him. And shut off her testing equipment; the last thing we need is a fire to make this worse."

Karasae rushed out, now flying instead of running. It was faster, but her wings couldn't sustain both her and Nessa. She followed Belestra's instructions to the letter and flew back with the requested items in hand. Returning to the spire, but flew to the other side this time, landing in front of Camberon. He quickly grabbed the items and placed the vial in a rack, reading the last page of Nessa's lab book.

"This can't be right," he said, "This is just a variety of common grass. Demon, you are currently the only one who can safely conduct the necessary experiments. As much as I hate to say it, I need you to use my equipment." He turned on a fan blowing through a vent going straight up, so any fumes wouldn't enter the room, took a few steps back and added, "Uncork the vial you just brought me and take a few drops of it in one of the droppers. Then take a few drops in one of the others from the yellow liquid in the open beaker. Mix them in a small dish and tell me the color."

Karasae took a few moments to follow his instructions and replied, "Black."

"Black? Black?! This makes sense now, but we have to work quickly. I have three remedies prepared for this situation, but giving her the wrong one will kill her instantly. In the bottom drawer of my desk there, there are two bottles with red liquid and one with green liquid. Take them all out and place them on the table." After giving her a moment to comply he continued, "Do the same thing you did before with the yellow liquid, but substitute one of the others instead. You'll need three clean dishes, and clean droppers too. It should produce a dull silver color if it works."

Karasae tried the two red potions first, but they both seemed to simply mix with the green liquid from Nessa's sample. The blue potion did the trick. Karasae the mixture up to the light, making sure the color matched the description, and said, "It's the blue potion."

"Bring me the mixture." Karasae did, and he added with a nervous smile, "I suppose I can't avoid danger completely." He put the mixture right under his nose and took a deep breath. After a short pause he sighed with relief, "Yes, this is the one. Take the blue potion to Belestra quickly."

Karasae grabbed the bottle and capped it, then flew across the room to Nessa and the priest. Guards ducked slightly and watched her as she went overhead, fearing being hit with a careless flap of her wings. She landed in front of the priest and handed her the bottle. Belestra tilted Nessa's head back and parted her lips, helping her drink the potion. Color returned to her face, but she was still rather weak. Belestra stood up and silently beckoned Karasae a short ways away. Karasae followed, looking back at Nessa laying on the floor.

"Listen to me closely," she whispered, "Our race is a proud one, and she would probably never actually say it, but for the next few days you're going to have to take care of her. That isn't the reason I'm speaking softly, however. Plants don't do this, even dangerous plants. She was affected by a powerful affliction. That plant sample was simply the carrier. Someone did this deliberately. When she is strong enough to hear this, I want you to tell her. Until then, there's no reason to worry her. I will make sure the culprit is apprehended, mark my words. I have already received word that guards have confiscated the remaining bundle of plant samples and the delivery boy is being questioned. We wont make a spectacle of taking her home either. Carry her to the carriage outside which will take her home without her being seen by the entire city."

Karasae picked up Nessa and slowly carried her out. She looked down into the other girl's face and saw her looking back at her. Nessa didn't have the lung capacity to speak yet, so she simply mouthed "Thank you". Karasae smiled down at her and placed her into the awaiting carriage, climbing in with her. The carriage moved swiftly, but not enough to jostle the passengers. When they arrived, Karasae carried Nessa into her room and laid her on the bed. She had fallen asleep on the way over. Luckily for her, there was a huge difference between falling asleep and passing out. The latter would have broken Karasae's connection with this world.

Not just anyone could create such a powerful affliction, and Karasae was well aware of this. She only knew of one warlock who had any reason to harm Nessa.