Addiction

Nessa's bonds rubbed against her wrists as she tried to get up. She couldn't see her assailant.

"Release me immediately," Nessa hissed, "And I will repay you with a quick death."

"As long as I'm in control, I think you'll find that your demands mean little to me."

Those words made Nessa go cold. She had heard them before. Though she couldn't see well enough to make out who was in the room with her, as her eyes adjusted to the darkness she saw that it was certainly a woman of elven descent. Frantically she tried to free herself, and immediately noticed that her legs were bound as well. A tear ran down her cheek as the flashback came to her.

"I can't believe I trusted you!" Nessa growled.

Her body grew as she began to change into demon form. As her strength increased, she found it easy to destroy the ropes that had held her so firmly before. Her assailant tried to run, but Nessa got off the bed and grabbed the other woman by the arm. The elf yelped as she was pulled back, and Nessa slapped her with all of the demonic strength she could muster. The woman was sent tumbling across the room like a broken doll. When she finally came to rest on the floor, she was to afraid to get up. Nessa summoned Karasae immediately.

"Mistress, what's going on?"

"I should have known better than to trust that Alliance scum!"

Karasae couldn't quite make out the face of the woman sobbing on the floor, so she went to turn on the light. Much to Nessa's surprise, it wasn't Laurelin at all. It was Arithi. Nessa walked over and grabbed the front of Arithi's robes, yanking her off the floor. The blood elf wimpered, unable to bring herself to look at Nessa's demonic form.

"Traitorous dog!" Nessa barked, tossing Arithi to the other end of the room.

"Please..." Arithi coughed, trying to get up, "Don't kill me... I just wanted to have some fun. I thought you would like that." Her knee slipped out from under her and she fell to the floor again.

"What is this wretch crying about?"

"She's begging for her life, Mistress." Nessa began to walk over to Arithi again, but this time Karasae stepped in front of her. "Nessa, don't do it. She's just stupid, not a traitor. She doesn't know what happened to you."

Nessa allowed herself to revert to her normal form. Though most of her rage dissipated as she transformed, she still glared at the battered blood elf at her feet. Arithi quickly got up and tried to run, but Karasae grabbed her robes and pulled her to the ground.

"No!" Arithi sobbed, "Please let me go!"

"You deserve to die painfully," Karasae replied coldly, "For harming my mistress like that."

"Wait," Arithi said, getting to her hands and knees, "I'm sorry. Please give me a chance to make it up to her."

"The urge to spill your blood is strong, but there are things worse than death. You want a chance to pay your penance? Don't move."

Nessa watched with confusion as a pentagram appeared under Arithi. The demon chanted over the trembling blood elf and the pentagram began to glow. Before long, Nessa could see something glowing under Arithi's robe. Without warning, the fabric covering Arithi's back shreded, revealing a strange glowing symbol on her back. The glow faded, leaving what looked like a tattoo.

"Rise." Karasae said. Arithi stood up cautiously. "I will remove that mark when I think you have learned your lesson."

"W-what does it do?" Arithi whimpered.

Karasae stuck out her index finger and raised her hand. Arithi felt a sudden intense tingling on her clit, making her reach down. It was almost painful, and was more frightening than arousing.

"Get out." Karasae hissed.

Arithi quickly ran out of the house, sobbing and trying to hold her robes together.

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In the several days since she had snuck into Nessa's house, Arithi hadn't dared speak to her. She wanted to apologize properly, but fear kept her away. Whenever she saw Nessa in the city, she would quickly hide. That didn't happen often, as she was mostly staying in her own home. As fearful as she was, she hadn't been back to the club where she'd met Nessa in the first place.

However, several days of no sex was beginning to catch up with her. She removed her robes and laid on her bed. Thinking about all she had seen and done in that club, she began to run her fingers up and down her body. Her wetness increased and she began rubbing her clit in a circular motion. She started slowly at first, then picked up the pace, soft moans escaping her mouth. Her other hand squeezed her breast as she felt herself nearing orgasm and she started rubbing much faster. She tried to push herself over the brink, but release seemed to be taking its sweet time. The more she rubbed, the more frustrated she got. After several minutes of trying, she gave up with a groan of anger and frustration.

"Fucking demon!" she growled.

Arithi knew she would have to go back to Nessa to have this curse removed, but the concept didn't appeal to her very much. It would be humiliating. Not to mention completely unbefitting her race. Since she'd already gotten herself worked up, she knew she was going to end up behaving like a total slut. She swallowed her pride and got dressed, worrying about what she would say to this woman. As she walked towards Nessa's home, her palms were sweating. She nervously pulled on the cord next to the door to inform Nessa she had arrived. When the door opened, Karasae was on the other side.

"What is it?" the demon demanded, her brow furrowed.

"I came to apologize," Arithi said weakly.

"But only because you discovered what the mark does."

"I was afraid."

"You should be. There is only one among your race whose life has any value to me, and it isn't you. Well, come in then. We will see if Nessa has any interest in hearing what you have to say."

Karasae stepped to the side and Arithi stepped in. The demon gripped her arm and led her into Nessa's combination of workplace and bedroom. Nessa was surprised to see her. Before she could say anything, Karasae pushed the blood elf forward and she landed on her hands and knees.

"I beg your forgiveness," Arithi whimpered, her head hung low, "I was foolish to do something so brazen."

Nessa walked up next to the cowering blood elf. She paused for a moment, then kicked Arithi in the stomach, flipping her onto her back. Arithi gasped for air and clutched her stomach, and Nessa put her foot lightly on Arithi's neck. Arithi simply looked up at the warlock silently.

"What is it with rogues and rape?" Nessa asked casually.

"I... what do you mean?" Arithi stammered.

"Do you know why I, why we, are so angry with you?" after a short pause with no response from Arithi she continued, "You reminded me of the night elf who raped me."

"I didn't mean it like that! Please, I don't want to die!"

"And what makes you think I'll kill you?"

"I know you killed Koreli. I know about how you went back to kill that night elf."

In all honesty, Nessa hadn't killed either of them. Laurelin was very much alive, and Koreli was killed by the goblin who blasted the door. However, she had killed before. It had been a while, since she mostly stayed in Silvermoon City now, but the feeling was always there. Killing someone wasn't something you could ever forget or take back. Arithi didn't deserve to die.

"If I kill you, you wont learn anything."

Arithi whimpered, knowing full well the capacity for cruelty warlocks had. Worse yet, the demon was allowed to have free will. Karasae saw that Nessa was trying to hold back her emotions and decided to step in.

"Remove your clothing," the demon began, "Then fold it and place it neatly in the corner." When Arithi complied she continued, "Come back over to me so I can handcuff you."

Nessa walked out of the room as Arithi turned her back to Karasae obediently. She didn't want Arithi to see her cry. Only one woman would ever get to see that; the only one who was important enough to supercede her pride...

"Nessa," Karasae said softly from behind her. Nessa turned and sobbed into the demon's bosom immediately. The return of her nightmares had taken a toll on her. She had done everything she could to maintain the facade in public, but Karasae always knew what was really going on. The demon stroked her hair and continued, "Shh, it's okay. I've got you. I'll get rid of her, okay? I'll put her in the basement so you don't have to see her."

"Okay," Nessa breathed, pulling her head back to look into Karasae's eyes. The demon wiped away Nessa's tears and went to deal with their prisoner. Before she got into the soundproof barrier she spoke.

"I'll come back and tell you when she's gone so you don't have to look at her."

Karasae walked over to Arithi, finding her sitting on the floor in her handcuffs. The demon looked through Arithi's clothing and found a pair of panties. She brought them over, then pinched Arithi's nose shut with her fingers. The blood elf instinctively opened her mouth to breathe and Karasae stuffed the panties in her mouth. She then grabbed a piece of rope and tied it around Arithi's head, securing the gag in place. A blindfold was placed over Arithi's eyes and she was pulled to her feet roughly. She fought back a little, prompting Karasae to put her in her place.

"This can be be sexual torture or physical torture, it's up to you."

Arithi trembled and nodded in compliance. Karasae led her to down to the basement. The demon pushed her to the foor and locked her legs into a spreader bar. Then she brought out one of the toys from her own world. It was a pair of leather panties with three vibrators attached; one for the clit, one for inside the pussy, and one for the ass. It had buttons on both side so it could be snapped on without going up the legs. Once she fastened it in place, she activated all of the vibrators. Arithi screamed through her gag and Karasae began to walk away.

"I'll be back for you eventually. Have fun."

Arithi screamed and struggled in protest, but to no avail. Karasae had no intention of letting her cum anytime soon. She went back upstairs and joined Nessa. The warlock seemed to be doing a little better, but Karasae was still worried.

"Sweetie?" Karasae said cautiously, "Are you okay?"

"It's just... I've been having the dreams again. Is it really much better what we're doing to her?"

"She needs to be taught a lesson. Just stop thinking about her okay? Let me worry about that."

"How can you be so calm about this?"

"I have no emotion for her. I don't care about her even a little bit. The only living thing that means anything at all to me is you. All I want is for you to be happy. And right now, that means putting her out of your mind. She can't hurt you now."

"Maybe she's right... I'm almost always submissive. I'm just a toy."

"You're not a toy. I don't think of you as just sex."

"Then why am I always tied up?"

"I thought... I thought that was what you wanted." Karasae stroked Nessa's cheek softly, "Do you want me to be different?"

"I just need to feel like you love me."

"I love you more than anything," Karasae whispered, leaning in to kiss Nessa. Their lips met and they closed their eyes. They kissed lightly several times before Nessa slid her tongue out just a little bit. Karasae met her tongue slowly at first, and they gradually began to kiss deeply. Nessa pulled back and touched her forehead to Karasae's.

"I love you so much," the blood elf whispered.

"I love you too."

The demon took Nessa's hand and led her to their bed. Before she could sit them both down, Nessa began to advance, climbing on top of Karasae as she pushed her to the bed. Nessa kissed Karasae deeply, letting out a soft moan. The demon gently played with the blood elf's ears, causing her to break the kiss and shut her eyes, moaning loudly.

"My... weaaaaaaak spot!" Nessa moaned.

Nessa grabbed Karasae's breasts without realizing it at first as a way to brace herself while the demon played with her ears. After finding where her hands were, she took advantage of the situation and massaged the demon's breasts. Karasae's hands drifted down to Nessa's breasts as well, where she found that Nessa's nipples were already hard. The demon grinned and flicked her thumbs over them.

"Ah!" Nessa gasped, "Your fault for playing with my ears!"

Nessa quickly pulled her robe off over her head, revealing her bare body. She climbed up to the demon's head and knelt over her face. Karasae's tongue flicked out, causng Nessa to scream. She spread her pussy lips with her fingers, exposing her clit. The demon gladly took advantage of the new opening, licking lightly and quickly all over Nessa's clit. It only took a minute for Nessa to grab the back of Karasae's head and scream her name repeatedly, climaxing as her hips bucked against her will.

The blood elf was unwilling to let go of Karasae's head so quickly, and the demon wasn't about to stop licking. She quickly found herself orgasming a second time, then a third. She couldn't control herself. Nessa wanted more and more. Finally, sweating and out of breath, she flopped to her side and laid next to Karasae.

"Let me catch my breath," Nessa panted, "So I can return the favor."

"Take a few minutes," Karasae replied, "I'll get rid of our guest."