...your cries are all in vain!

...when Kaitlyn came back she was going to be in for a rather… unpleasant surprise.

Proxy on the other hand was in a pleasant mood. It was as she had told the male who thought he might be able to save Kait; he couldn’t save her. But would he try to defy her fate anyway? One wolf alone to watch her… that certainly wouldn’t be enough. Enough to keep her and Mad at bay. Her fear was too strong… and Gods did it taste divine.

...but the real question was, would the Demon King have made his way back North? Proxy licked her lips. How delicious would that be..? To take their little Kait and throw her back into the very jaws that promised her nothing short of suffering and death last time she’d seen them.

Did Proxy want Kait to die? Not necessarily. She just liked to gamble. Could she bring Kait back into the demonic’s king’s good graces. Ah but that might make Kait’s savior sad, wouldn’t it? But the possible battle… surely even Mad could get a kick from that, no?

...and if he didn’t come to save her?

...well, was Kaitlyn even worth saving?

Proxy pushed the thought away as that familiar ship came into view. The moment of truth was soon.

He lounged upon his metal throne. Masked face watching the icy field around the vessel. His form a silhouette upon the ship's outline. A behemoth that needed no introduction to the form he watched cross the frozen tundra. She gambled by coming back. With Vianni pregnant he knew she wouldn't risk his spawn in the ways she wanted to cause the demise of the submissive demon infested girl.

He waited until she was clambering onboard, a warning growl was released for his dealee. He remembered their bargain. He could taste her on the wind, she showed no fear, but there was a heat scent too. She wasn't giggling like mad would of been, so it was proxy then. "Proxy, you've nerve to return with that vessel...." he didn't move from his place, and his voice was monotonous.  His blood red eyes were focused on her with deadly intensity.

Once she heard the Demon King’s warning growl Proxy came to a stop, her green eyes lifting to the form of the man. She didn’t answer right away, bowing deeply before Lucifer before lifting her gaze back to him. “Perhaps so, my King, but we belonged to you. You… saved us after all.” Proxy twitched her ears, flashing a smile at the demon before edging closer. She was gambling with Kait’s body… but it was worth it. It wasn’t her vessel after all. Proxy stopped before the male, her tail swishing back and forth.

“Our little Kait has been rather naughty, hasn’t she? She thought she could get away… find some other to follow around. But her fate was decided long ago.” Proxy licked her lips. “Mad and I agreed Kait was foolish… so once we gained enough control we’ve brought her back. She is yours, as we all are. We live to serve you and your Queen.” Proxy cooed softly, her voice a purr.

“...and it’d be a lie to say our Kait didn’t regret her decision to leave the children. They are your blood, but she loved them all the same. It has eaten at her… given Mad and I strength.” Proxy’s gaze didn’t move away from Luc’s own. “...But enough of that, hm? I’m sure that you don’t want to hear it. This vessel is yours to do as you wish… be to have it slain, as promised, or…” Proxy dared edge even closer.

“...teach her a lesson first? She is in heat too…” Proxy’s grin widened. “You could spread more of your blood… and then use her to feed your young once they are old enough. If it would please you.” Proxy let out a laugh. It was time to really put little Kaitlyn to the test and push her limits.

She stopped and bowed, it made a smirk appear on his face. It pleased his ego to have her bow to him. He lifted himself to stand, slowly and predatory. She was prey after all. But she was prey he couldn't eat. A deal protected her. But it would not protect her from Vianni if she decided to surface.

The question was, would proxy and Mad maintain control?

Her offerings were heard and he moved to stand inches from her. "And Mad he wants to serve as well? Enough to keep her here against her own will? To kiss up to my queen?"  he could imagine Vi would like to show Kait who she belonged to. He kept emotion from his face as he thought more. Kait was weak. She had never had the strength to fight him. And Kait had abandoned his blood like they were not hers as well.

His ears were erect as he listened to her full proposition. To impregnate a willing mad and proxy and unwilling Kait. He knew the female was inside somewhere. She was seeing and hearing everything but could do nothing. "Hmmmm..... I do enjoy causing little Kaity pain and suffering. After what she did to poor little Belua, Gary, and Lyle she needs a little punishment." he eyed for the flash that Kait was listening to her king.

Proxy gave a sure nod. “Mad might not be entirely stable, but he knows where his loyalties lie, my King. I’m sure you’ve gathered by now… the more anxiety and pain Kait is in… the more likely we can come out. Keep that up… and we can stay out longer. Not indefinitely, but beat her down, show her she’s yours, your Queen’s, and she won’t dare run again.” Proxy canted her head to the side. “Our Kait is weak… she thought she was safe with the other male. He was gentle, showed her kindness… but you, my King, were the one who really saved her.”

Proxy practically gave a purr of happiness. “Yes… those poor children. Belua, Doireann, and Lyle… she could have been in their lives. Three little girls without their mother…” She could feel Kaitlyn stirring inside the vessel, her heart aching. It was just a moment, but there was a flash of pain in those eyes, mingled with fear. But Kait wouldn’t gain control, too afraid to dare surface. Proxy closed her eyes, shaking her head.

“...She’s scared, my King. She knows where she is… who she is standing before. What she’s done.” Proxy smirked. “...She is guilty.” Proxy opened her eyes again. “...so do whatever you’d like. I doubt she’s coming out to face you anytime soon.”

I can show you pain He watched and saw the flash easily. He smirked at it. She was scared, good. Talk of the other male made him want to castrate the fucker. Kait was his. He let his displeasure be known with a growl, vocalized from deep within his chest. Perhaps he needed to remind them all three what pain was. Her scent was alluring as well, and the likelihood of her becoming pregnant with his seed was high. Oh would Kait be upset that her little boy toy was not the father of her newest litter. Oh it would punish the little woman so much, and here proxy was willing to submit to his pleasure. All the more reason to do so. The demons in her head would forever remind her she belonged to him and her womb would forever carry his and his alone. The same went for Vianni and Dea. He might even force Belua to bear his spawn. So many options when he had so many daughters. Why not torture Kait with the knowledge that he would force her daughters to bear his children if she did not. "I think Kait should know that should her loyalties stand elsewhere again I have no qualms forcing her daughters to take her place and bear my spawn...." And with that he smirked before moving to grasp her scruff and wrap his forelimbs around her waist. There was no love in this, in fact he aimed to make this as painful as possible for all three inside the vessel. His teeth aimed to draw blood and he would not stop until he felt she had learned a little lesson about running away. Likely Proxy would not maintain complete control during this but he could care less if it was proxy, mad or Kait. Hell mad and Proxy might even force kait to the surface sometime during this. -fade- Walk, "talk", Think And make you say my name

Proxy had every intention of retaining control during this event. It was she and Mad who longed for Kait’s punishment as much as Lucifer did. But the next words Kaitlyn began to stir even more within the vessel. Her green eyes widened, jaws parting to beg him not dare doing that to her daughters… their children. That fear rose in her, but she couldn’t move, didn’t dare scream as the demon king wrapped himself around her body. She grew tense, her heart sinking in her chest as a soft sob, the telltale sign that she was in full control, broke from her lips. Kaitlyn squeezed her eyes closed, trying to block out the sounds of Proxy and Mad’s voices within her head. Then came pain...and from that pain… a new generation of demon spawn were likely to be born.

-Fade Out-

-Fade In-

She could only hope that he had finished, her body weak and on the verge of collapse. Everything hurt. Mentally. Physically. Emotionally. She just wanted to crumble to the deck and lay there unmoving for a long time. She hadn’t dared to open her eyes… but she was aware of the blood running down her neck… down her legs…

Apart from her crying she hadn’t dared make a sound… hadn’t even begged the man to stop. Kait’s body gave a small shudder… she just wanted this part to be over... to wake up from this nightmare of pain and be rid of it.

-fade in-

It was Kait there the entire time, he knew from the way she cried. He gave a chuckle as he slid from her and aimed to use a paw to force her to her side. From there he showed his affection in much gentler ways. His tongue lapped at her bloodied neck before moving to clean her backside. It was in these moments he showed a more gentle and affectionate side. Vi saw this all the time but Kait had not yet seen it for she didn't look.

"Do not run from me again Kait or you will find they won't allow you any control again." he added a harsh lick to her bloodied backside as if emphasizing this. He could already smell the changes, the scent of sex and changing from heat to fertilization. He smirked. His job there was done. She like Vianni was now forced to carry his young to term. He nudged her and moved towards the entrance to his ships belly a few steps. Ensuring she did as told and followed he looked back towards her. He would place her in Belua' s room for the time being. The polar bear pelt they had taken down would serve well to remind her mother why she stayed as it held the scent of his missing daughter.

He lead her to the room which lay next to his and Vi's. He would know if she left this way.

Kaitlyn didn’t resist as Lucifer moved his paw down, and the female practically crumpled onto her side. Even though her eyes were closed she could still feel the sting of tears. She winced the first time she felt his tongue at her neck, though she eased slightly as he continued the motion, cleaning the blood from her body. It left her mind feeling slightly confused… first brutality, punishment… and now gentleness? She didn’t understand… Great Gods above she didn’t understand…

She didn’t speak, but she gave a small nod and a soft whine in response to the demon king’s words. Her heart still raced… Proxy’s whispering coo promising the same thing. The threat of her and Mad completely taking over her body… driving her away into darkness so thick she’d never find her way back.

Kaitlyn unsteadily got back to her paws, ears back as she forced herself to slink after the male. Even now her body was lowered to the ground, tail between her legs in submissive posture. She hated this place… this ship… But what choice did she have other than to obey right now?

It was only once they reached their destination that she lifted her green gaze to Lucifer. She was shivering… though not from cold. Despite the fact that the scent was faded… she knew it. This… this room had been used by one of their children. A scent unique, yet mingling with his and her own… Which of their daughters had this room belonged to? She wanted to ask, her mouth parting, but she hesitated for speaking.

“...are they still with you?”

It was the first thing she’d said… and the words were so quiet that the demon king might have missed them. But there was no missing the fact that she looked towards the pelt, her gaze showing recognition for the one that once slept upon it.

She followed easily enough, pleasing her king. Her submissive gesture pleased him even more. He watched as she understood which room this was. Oh vianni would laugh if she saw the hope there. Belua and Doireann had no clue who she was to them, they believed Vianni had birthed them and stuck to him like glue. They were loyal enough that his previous threat might even be a perfect reward for them. To birth his children from them would make their hearts soar he was certain. Doireann's especially as well as Dea's.

He flashed a grin at Kait. "Belua's room, but she wont be home tonight. Doireann sleeps in the next room, and Lyle is taking her place in hell. She challenged my son for the place of heir and lost, he could not trust her to remain subservient to him. Her pelt lines his bed, but fear not I did not allow him to torture her, it was quick and clean. She felt pain for no more than a moment as she perished. Belua and Doireann come and go as they please. In fact Belua was here mere nights ago to rest and see the queen." His explanation ould of been enough for her to know. Belua's bed had been freshly used as he had said as well.

He nudged her to enter the room, aware Vi could both see and smell them. Once she was inside and on the bed he curled around her, protectively. His scent was meshing with her's once more. "Vianni is pregnant again, much as you should be, Watch it so you do not rile her. I'll not hear it that you both argue or fight. You have my children to think of as she does. Should they be harmed in any squabbles i'm certain you know the punishments." He was nonchalant with his tone. His tongue was then caressing her cheek. She tasted like a bitch in heat, but yet he knew he had her at her peak time. Her scent would change through the night and he knew like Vianni she would be heavily pregnant with his children, for the male had not taken his opportunity to take her when he had the chance.

Kaitlyn felt her heart skip a beat. She was right… this room belonged to one of her daughters… and Doireann slept in a room next door. But then… all at once her heart dropped like a stone. She froze, eyes widening at the realization that one of her daughters, the smallest, was in fact dead. The female lowered her gaze to the ground, and Kait felt weakness in her body even worse than before. His next words, were she not so desperate to know the truth of her other daughters, might have been lost. Both were fine.. Able to come and go as they pleased. Her largest daughter had even been here recently… her scent was proof of that… as well as the state of the bed.

Kaitlyn said nothing, shakily entering the room and practically collapsing on the bed. Fresh tears began stinging her eyes, and the female lowered her body to the ground as much as possible as Lucifer curled around her. But she listened to the Demon King, an ear flicking to the male’s voice as he gave her information. The Queen was pregnant again… He should have known that she wouldn’t fight, nor argue, at least not as herself. She was flighty, yes, but not confrontational.

Kait tried to shake the thought of Lyle’s death from her mind. She could still picture the little bundle of fur the night she abandoned them, and it hurt her heart terribly. A couple tears rolled down her face as she breathed in Belua’s scent from the pelt beneath her. Luc’s actions were continued to baffle her too. He was continuing to be gentle, even reassuring her in a way… and even now lay around her to warm her body and give her a sense of protection.

But it was different from when Clay was with her… She realized that, though the Demon King could show a gentle side, he could also be forceful… make sure he got what he wanted. She feared him… feared what he could do. But his gentler actions left her feeling confused. If he was truly so bad why show a kinder heart at times? A conflicted feeling was rising in her heart even more…

It was obvious he cared for their children too, even if they weren’t by his Queen… Why else give them freedom?

The femme gave a small sigh.

“I shouldn’t have left them.” Her words were quiet still, full of regret. “...if I had been here… maybe Lyle would…” Her voice cracked again and the femme squeezed her eyes closed.

“...I won’t leave them this time… Even if they don’t know me as their mother… I… I can’t…” Her body trembled for a few moments. She felt worn down… but also too awake to dare slumber.

“Belua and Doireann… they don’t know of me…” Her words were a statement rather than a question, and a sad one at that. She didn’t look at Luc… trying to imagine what her daughters looked like now. They’d be beautiful and strong, no doubt… with a heavy likeness of their father. That thought didn’t bother her as much as it probably should have. But with how her mind was beginning to race, perhaps now wasn’t the time to focus on that.