Warning: This chapter has a sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Three rows of dotted lines mark the beginning and end of the scene. Read at your discretion.
I woke up in metal handcuffs in what seems to be Tristan's carriage, since I see the luxurious red velvet seats and gold embellishments in my hazy vision that gradually gets clearer. Once my eyes have settled, I turn and see Tristan and that pale skin of his that is the opposite of Lysara's. My stomach hurts, so I place my hands on myself to heal, and I feel pain. The pain starts in my wrists, then travels throughout my body, and I convulse for a moment. I started coughing up more blood as a result. Now realizing these are mana-sealing cuffs, I groggily say as I recover, "If this is your way of saying 'Thank you for saving my life.' It needs some work, Tristan." He laughs, "You are in mana sealing handcuffs, and your first reaction is to give me attitude? You are quite bold, my queen."
I snapped back, still doubled over, recovering from the pain, "I will NOT be your queen! Maybe I should have just let them kill you." I say as I spit some blood out on the floor of the carriage. He laughs, "Oh, but you will. You know, I thought you were a man at first, but come to find out, you are my fiancée. I had no idea you could wield a sword like that, either. Father might let you serve in the army with skills like that." I respond with an attitude now able to sit up to look at him with contempt, "I would gladly serve if it meant postponing my marriage to you." I can tell he did not like that by his facial expression now. He says pointedly, "Who said it would be before marriage?" He takes a deep breath, collecting himself, and then he stares at me. Looking over my body as if assessing a good's value then says, "That hair color suits you, but I much prefer you grow your hair out. I don't like that short hair."
I replied with a scowl, "I don't give a flying fuck what you prefer, Tristan. I like my hair this length and prefer it this way, so it would be best to learn to deal with it." He replies, crossing his legs and putting a finger to his mouth in slight amusement, "My my. What a foul mouth you have developed there, my queen. I will just force you to grow it out then." I replied with the same snarky and defiant attitude, "Then I will just cut it myself. It will not be as pretty as this cut, though." He smacks his teeth, "We will come back to this discussion. This is not over. You know, I came here after hearing some funny rumors about a wandering priest and a beautiful, cloaked woman going around healing people. I thought you were that pretty woman when I came here. So then, who is that woman?" I snapped back with an attitude, "Not like it is any of your business, Tristan, but that woman will be my wife."
His face turns red in anger, and he slaps my face hard, "Like I will allow that!" I glare at him in contempt, tasting blood from the inside of my cheek from that slap, "After the king hears the details, he will give us his blessing. I guarantee it." He scoffs, still red with anger in the face, "What kind of details would make my father give up a queen as qualified as you?!" I reply while still glaring a hole through him, "The kind of details that bring peace to this kingdom and Patala. My lover is their princess. If we marry, it would bring forth a new era of peace between humans and demons that we have never seen before."
Tristan looks pissed and he knows his father would give me over to Patala if it meant peace, but he doesn't want to accept it, "Looks like we need to initiate Plan B. Hey look, we have arrived at our destination." I look out the window and it appears to be a safe house of some kind. I also see that it is now in the evening, close to dusk. I am not too worried right now because Lysara, CoCo, Sky, and I came up with a plan if something like this were to happen. I just have to wait for help and hold out until it arrives. Sky and CoCo will guide Lysara back to me. We have that special bond with our contract, and we always know what direction we are in.
I want to be as difficult as possible, so I decide not to go peacefully. I act as a deadweight, refusing to move, similar to that of a toddler's tantrum of protest. Tristan says, "Aww, how cute. Stop struggling. You are just delaying the inevitable." I scowl with contempt, "What inevitable?" Tristan replies after a light-hearted laugh, "Plan B, of course." I yell, furious that he isn't telling me anything, "What the fuck is Plan B, Tristan?!" He laughs and says, "You will soon find out, my queen." He picks me up, and I squirm and do everything I can to be put down. He is getting very annoyed with me and asks for assistance. Some knights come and grab me by the feet and cuffs and carry me like that into the house. I continue to squirm and fight them with every fiber of my strength.
They throw me on a bed in the safe house and there is a chain attached to the headboard. Seeing what this Plan B is looking like, I don't like this one bit. My stomach is in knots from the sheer desperation of my situation. They forcibly attach the chain to my cuffs since I am resisting with all of my might, and I immediately start yanking on it, trying to break free or something. Fighting against the cuffs and yanking like a chained wild animal. The yelling coming from me makes me sound feral and the furthest from the sound a 'queen' should make, "Keep your disgusting hands off of me you fucking pervert! You better not touch me, Tristan!" I yell at him while continually fighting against my bonds violently.
Tristan looks to his knights and says, "You can leave now. I need some time alone with my queen." The knights leave the room and I continue fighting against my binds. Tristan then says, "You have continuously broken my heart. Rejecting me time and time again when I have shown you nothing but love. Your father had this idea that I should impregnate you first to trap you if our main plan failed." I shake my head with moisture filling my eyes, still yanking on this chain, "If you ever considered me a friend, you would not do this to me, Tristan." Tristan laughs, "Friends? I only ever wanted to be your husband from the very beginning." I started shedding a few tears in desperation and continued to fight against my binds.
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He approaches me with a knife and cuts my shirt open, exposing my chest binder. I am squirming and fighting as he is trying to cut my clothes off. He slashes my side in the struggle, but he also cuts the binding to my binder, and my breasts burst free. He says, "This is what happens when you don't behave. You get cut. Don't worry about your clothes. I have a pretty dress for you to change into in colors that you will love. I had to be prepared for Plan B, you see." He stares at my exposed breasts with a gross expression, "They look even better than I imagined." He says as he sets the knife aside and gropes my breasts.
I squirm and fight against his touch as he looks at my breasts within his palms with a lustful facial expression, licking his lips. After several disgusting moments of that, he tries to take off my pants. I start kicking and screaming, making it difficult for him. He then walks away as he pulls out some incense while running the stick under his nose, taking a long sniff, and continues, "You are making this difficult. This should help you calm down a bit and make you want me. This here is a little incubus incense. Had to buy this at the black-market for quite a lot of coins since it is illegal in Perdita."
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
I am really weak to those pheromones.
I focus on my wrists and continue to fight. He lights the incense and starts removing his clothes. My mind goes blank in sexual arousal for a moment after smelling the sweet scent of the pheromones. After a moment, the pain in my side brought me partially to my senses. I need to feel more pain. To feel more pain, I start focusing on my wrists, even though a lot of the fight has been taken from me because of the pheromones. Barely able to move, I start to pull at my handcuffs again. I feel pain from my repeated attempts at escape, and the sensitivity I feel in my wrists from the metal handcuffs. I focus on that pain in my wrists, my side, and also my stomach. After collectively focusing on the pain in my body, I finally gained more control over my senses and body. At this point, Tristan has removed my pants, and I am now only wearing my underwear. I yell as loud as I can, "Lysara! Help me!" As I kick him with everything, pushing him away. He keeps trying to approach me since he has gone mad from lust due to the incense. I keep fighting him while yelling for Lysara a few times. Kicking him and using my legs to keep him at bay, and I can't keep this up for much longer.
The next thing I know, the door flies off the hinge, going outward, catching my attention. I don't know if any of this is real because of the haze I am in from the incense. Where the door was, I saw an image of Lysara. I don't know if the Lysara I see before me is real or just a figment of my imagination. While I got distracted by this image of Lysara, Tristan made it past my defenses and was touching me with his gross hands and reaching for my panties and trying to remove them in his state of crazed lust. I cry very happy tears seeing her face as this image of Lysara jolts towards Tristan aggressively and taps him, and he drops instantly on top of me. Then the image of Lysara makes a sexy yet worried face, "I love hearing you call out my name, Ari." I am guessing she put him to sleep. Lysara picks him up and throws him very indelicately onto the floor.
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I relax my body from all of the tension of this ordeal, exhausted, yet I am still squirmy because I am horny off of the incense. Apparently the image of Lysara is actually Lysara. She says while walking to Tristan's clothes that were by the incense, "I was worried when I smelled incubus pheromones. I am so relieved to find it was only incense." She searches his clothes and belongings for the key to my cuffs, and I say, drooling, looking at her beautiful face in my haze, unable to look away, "I fought so hard, Lysara. I can't fight anymore. I need you." She puts out the incense and frees me, but I am still feeling the effects, "Touch me, please, Lysara. Help me, Lysara." I am drooling now, lusting after her, but due to my ordeal, I don't have the energy to crawl to her like last time. She approaches me and pulls my now stretched out and loose-fitting underwear to the side, "You were so good, Ari. Good girls get rewards. We can't stay long, so we need to be quick, unfortunately." She gets to business and licks me over and over and over, making me orgasm over and over. She does not initiate her phantom's kiss at all, but I still feel drained after climaxing so much, so quickly, combined with the intense fighting.
My body doesn't want to seem to move, so she puts my pants back on for me. I say as I am free from the incense's influence but still groggy, "Bring me his shirt and make him wear the dress. Let's get rid of his pants and any other spare clothes he may have, so he has no choice in the matter. I know he has no such proclivities and will feel so humiliated." Lysara laughs, "I love you so fucking much, right now." She grabs the shirt and puts it on me, and I feel the blood from the cut on my side, grab the shirt as blood stains emerge on the white shirt. Lysara then rips his pants with her bare hands with her super strength with ease. She then systematically goes through his bag and tears each garment of his clothes, making a large pile of torn, expensive fabric.
She then picks me up and carries me to CoCo, where she holds me with the princess carry and hops up with ease while still holding me. She grabs the reins while keeping her arms under me to support me in the princess carry. We start galloping, and after a bit, I say with a little spunk, "I can't believe you rescued me and didn't kiss me yet. I am hurt." Lysara giggles and leans down to kiss me. "Sorry about that, my love. No matter the situation in the future, I will kiss you as soon as possible." I giggle back and say with little spunk in my voice, "Yes, you better." I grab her face again and bring her in for another kiss.
CoCo is mainly controlling everything at this point while we make out passionately. After we stop kissing, I feel I am clutching Lysara and realize that I can move again. I say, "I think I have recovered enough to move." Lysara replied immediately without hesitation, "If you have recovered, then I want you to heal yourself." I touch myself with my hand and heal. I see the wounds on my wrists heal and scar over, and I am assuming my side is scarred as well. I ask Lysara while lightly clutching her clothes again, "Do you need me to change positions?" She gives me a slightly mischievous smirk in that sexy manner of hers, "I like holding you like this. It makes kissing you while riding possible." She says as she goes in for another kiss.
Lysara says after we stop kissing, "Oh, by the way, I made it a little hard for them to pursue when they wake up. I don't know if you saw as we left, but I disconnected their carriage from their horses and scared the horses away. More accurately, I broke their carriage with one hit where it connects to the horses, and they ran away in fear after. I didn't have time to fuck with it, you see, my little adorable kitten was screaming for me. I couldn't just keep you waiting." I replied, leaning my head against he,r clutching her clothes, "You are amazing, Lysara. I am so glad you were there. He almo-" I couldn't even finish saying it, and tears started pouring out of my eyes. Lysara gets her tail and wraps it around me like a hug. She says very warmly, "You are safe now. If you need to cry, just let it all out." I do. Leaning into her as we ran, crying until I had calmed down.
Lysara says after a few moments of silence, after my tears stopped while galloping, "Just so you are aware, I figured we could head through the mountain pass and cross the border into Patala that way. Though this path is more dangerous because of wild beasts so we must be vigilant." It is dark at this point, but we need more distance. We continue galloping until we reach the mountain pass. Sky gives the alarm and says there is a hurt leopard close by that we can help. I relay the message to Lysara, and we follow Sky to the leopard. Sky said it was acting like he couldn't understand him before he passed out from his injuries. I consider that as we get to where the leopard is. He is a very mighty beast that is a good bit larger than CoCo. He is still passed out, so I turn to Lysara and put my finger to my mouth to tell her to remain quiet. I sneak up to the leopard and I reach out to touch and heal it. It stirs awake from my touch, and since he is large, it takes longer to heal him. He is still delirious from his wounds, and he chomps down on my shoulder. He almost rips my arm off, piercing through my flesh with ease before he passes back out again. THE PAIN. It feels like my shoulder is on fire. I collapse from shock, and Lysara races towards me before everything goes black.
I wasn't passed out that long. The leopard was out for a few minutes and woke up in a normal, non-agitated state, feeling very grateful for being healed and sad that he had hurt me. He was licking me with his very rough tongue until I woke up. My shoulder which was burning in pain earlier, is now numb. Probably from the blood loss and shock. I take a look around and Lysara is crying, "Hurry up and heal yourself, please! I can't see this anymore!" She is crying hysterically, and I touch my shoulder and heal it.
After it is healed, she comes in to kiss me passionately with tears streaming down her face. When she starts sniffling, she pulls away to blow her nose in a handkerchief. She then removes my shirt and takes the arm of the shirt that was not ripped off and removes it from the shirt. She then takes that sleeve and wraps it around my breasts. Lysara says, "That look with just your chest wrapped is so beautiful, and it looks a lot better than the shirt now. We are almost in Patala, so the need to conceal your gender will soon no longer be necessary since most demons will be able to identify your gender by smell anyway. We can get you something more appropriate in the next town. We can get you a whole new wardrobe." I replied after looking down at myself, "I actually don't mind this at all. At least I don't have to worry about my breasts flopping around uncontrollably when we are running like they were." Lysara giggles a bit, "Yeah, they almost hit me in the face when we were kissing on CoCo."
I blush a bit, and Sky interrupts, saying that the leopard wants to become my familiar. I put my magic into my head and place my head on his head. After quite a lot longer than the others, I finally hear a deep voice, "I am sorry, savior. You are small yet very brave to have approached me while I was in such a state." I replied while stroking his mighty and still bloody face, "Are you feeling all better now? Was I able to heal all your wounds before I passed out?" He nods, "Yes. I am as good as new. I haven't been in this good of shape in years, to be honest." I asked him, "Do you have a name? My name is Ari." "Kenji is what others call me." I replied, "It is nice to meet you, Kenji. It may be difficult to bring you into towns considering your size, though. We will have to work something out for our travels." Kenji perks up, "Actually, your mana awakened something in me, and I have a solution to that problem."
He shrinks in size and says in the same deep voice but in a tiny kitty cat body still covered in those many scars, "I gained the ability to freely control my size." I squeal in excitement, "You are just so cute! Can I pet you, Kenji?" He says with a little attitude, "I am not cute, I am fierce and strong." He comes up to me in range, which I translate as consent, and I pet him. He starts purring in approval. I love this. I love him so much. I am smiling the biggest, happiest smile right now, admiring and soaking in all of Kenji's cuteness. Lysara interrupts our moment with a hint of worry in her voice, "I hate to interrupt, but we should probably get some more space between us and our tail." I ask Kenji while still petting his kitty cat form, "Can I ride on your back?" Kenji gets up and turns back to his normal giant self and lies down so I can climb up on top of his back and says, "Get on and hold on tight."
We run and gallop through the mountain pass, and once we clear the mountain pass, it is probably around midnight. We stop at the exit right on the border and set up camp until morning. All of us are exhausted, but before I can go to bed, I need to wash all of this blood off of me, and Kenji joins me since he is also covered in blood. My left arm is completely covered in dried blood, and my stomach also got some blood on it just from moving my arm around and from my wound from the cut from Tristan. He turns small, and I help him clean himself off. While I clean him, he purrs adorably, and once he is clean, he leaves, and I then focus on cleaning myself. After cleaning myself off well, I retire for the evening.