That touch was as desirable as the ones causing her to squeal like a wanton whore, simply bemused by her lack of control as he established his dominance further upon her. Ryu leaned into that hand of his, gently nuzzling up against it as he soothed the ache she felt, not just her ever growing desire but her need for these divine affections.

As he commented on it all she could do was give a frustrated mewl when his hand pulled back, anticipating the next strike as he slapped her again. She yelped out, last time he'd been merely testing the waters and while he'd been harder on her this time around the sound coming from her abused form was one of pleasure nonetheless.

"Y-yes .." Her voice was trembling as she struggled to form a coherent thought, the stimulus crashing down on her so very distracting. Being bound under such a strong male as the burning sensations soared through her body, few moments could incite a desire of equal measure and while she was defiant initially she was yearning for these crude remarks then. Ryu smiled up at him when she quickly recovered, a sole tear running down her cheek though if it was caused by pleasure or pain would remain unanswered.

Digging deeper into one of the wounds she gave a restrained gasp, ready to call out the safe word if he went too far though it felt wrong to deny him at this stage.

She shuddered as he descended on her breasts, the luckier of the two received his full attention as teeth dug into the erect nub at the center of that orb, eliciting a sharp shout from the girl as her body tensed up underneath him. "Ungh .. Ni- Nicodemus .." Meanwhile his other hand swept over her clothed curves, her thighs womanly and soft yet firm as he swept over one of them, the smooth skin underneath prickling in excitement hoping for a chance to revel fully in his grasp. "M-melting .. ahhn .. please .."

Naturally the fire within her was building, set ablaze and tugging at her senses as he played with her. The chest of the woman had been a biological marvel, not necessarily due to size but due to its sensitivity, one overly tender erogenous zone that allowed her to climax from stimulation in that area alone. This was her blessed piece of heaven and while she wasn't quite there, nothing about Nicodemus steering her toward that end felt wrong in the least.

“Please what?” He grinned at her then fingers reaching up to her face tapping against it slightly as he looked up from the breast he was lavishing. While he worked on the next one a hand sweeps to her neck letting her excitement grow again as he plays with her head a little.

Would the asphyxiation occur again? He experiments with little squeezes against her, cutting off her breath for short periods before drawing back to slide her pants and panties so he could touch her with flesh up flesh. Fingers sweeping down her thighs as he pulls back and parts her thighs. He kneels between them letting a finger trace against her moist sex.

“This turns you on? You will have to endure this storm a bit longer, Flame. To think I have up to a century to have you. I could make you wait a long time. I could appease you now, but I won't, not yet.

“You are strong, the first that got me to reveal my true nature. Perhaps you will be the one I haven't yet decided.” He takes up the candle tips it so that a few droplets of hot wax land on her chest. He watches her face, knowing that it would be nothing amongst the cuts but that was not all that he intended as he dribbles a few more drops on her left breast.

“Now, this is going to be a bit different. Say radiance and I will heal this wound, I am unsure how this will feel.” He explains then brings his fingers back to the wound on her chest that he had sought to widen with his finger earlier. He stretches out the flesh in either direction, tips the candle again and delivers three drops of hot wax into the wound, setting down the candle as he prepares to cure that particular wound based of her reaction.

Reaching out for her neck again she could barely breathe, let alone express enough gratitude for when he cut off the air supply the anticipation that had built up mere moments ago flowed freely from her parted lips in the form of delighted moans, the woman twitching a little below him each time he tightened his grasp.

He then resumed to disrobe her lower body, the red head offering no complaint as he touched her then with bare fingers against her thigh followed by a pleasant shiver that rippled through Ryu when the angel parted the two with ease. She had become a mere plaything for him, each and every muscle devoted to bliss hence she tried to spread her legs as far as she would manage in her weakened state, the arousal not helping any since the limbs felt too heavy to shift on her own.

Drawing a finger along her blooming flower the petals were already puffed up with need, blood churned through them as even her love pearl had become engorged with desire. Still, he refrained from allowing her any relief just yet. "B-but you will have me eventually ..", she exlaimed with hope in her voice, watching him reach for the candle next.

"You're stronger .." As the drops of wax spilled onto her chest she whimpered almost pitifully, the fluid molten and hot before the air around them let it cool down, hardening atop her skin before applying the same procedure elsewhere. ".. Ahh! .. stronger than Flame .." While the bliss hadn't vanished any from her face, her expression had assumed more of a subtle reflection of unrelented despair, unable to please herself while being at the mercy of someone that wouldn't do so.

Keenly feeding off any new sensation she listened carefully, as hard as it may be, when he brought the candle unto an open wound. "Gah!" Stretching the flesh she was afraid she might collapse or pass out under the immense onrush of this distinct pained pleasure although the wax settled in the gash he had created amidst her chest came as a surprise to Ryu.

Writhing almost unnoticeably she waited for it to harden, moaning passionately in the process as her back arched briefly and her head tilted into her neck. For a moment she considered what could happen, if she wanted him to heal the wound with the wax buried inside simply to know what it felt like and while her body was tempted to agree her mind had been too far gone. "R-radiance .."

A thorn that punctures the skin tends to be a little painful while feeling oddly out of place, but she recalled that sensation as the wound began to heal, the flesh slowly encasing the foreign substance and staying there depending on whether Nicodemus planned on removing it later. "It feels strange ..", was all she managed as she swallowed again, her mouth almost dry from the abuse and constant gasps. ".. strange in a good way."

“Oh, yes, eventually Flame I will take you. I have but earned this right once so I ought to make it worthwhile,” he explained as he drew his finger away from the dampness between her thighs, a grin upon his features.

Could she be satisfied with but one time? Could he? Time would tell.

“Oh, I am aware that I am stronger, Flame, but there are somethings that not even I can accomplish and I may need your assistance in, it seems such a waste to have you only to waste you.” A few droplets of wax harden on her skin as she comes to the realization that he wasn't going to take her today as much as his hardness made it feel as if he were more than willing to have her.

It was a small matter for him to heal the gash, his finger casually traced over the wound, the hot wax vanishing as a pale glow washed over the spot with the healing energy. He healed but the single wound as he brought his gaze up to her features. “See, all better.”

It was apparent that even if he went too far that he could scale back at once without ruining the moment. The power in the divine being before her had been quite overwhelming when he chose to unleash it.

While polymorphed he could use all the same abilities but possessed non of his resistances and immunities he possessed in that form but rather gain, or in this cast lost, them until he had what the base creature had.

He removed that thorn for the time being, it was an experiment that he could conduct next time, perhaps partially healed ones. But for now he was only interested in her pleasure.

“Perhaps then we shall play with that next time, Flame. I so want you Flame, though not now, not yet.”

Seeing that her lips had gone dry he chose to set his upon her own drinking from them as his lips move against her own adding the moisture of his own against her own.

His finger reached down to massage her clit and while he waits until he leaves her lips there is a crackle as he discharges a jolt of electricity from his finger straight into her, fire was not the only element he could summon along with the beam of radiance. It was just a small jolt at first to get her ready for the larger jolt that followed a few mere seconds later.

"N-not .. ahh .. yet .." Their lips met once more, sparking up excitement in their fullness which caused her to moan gleefully into their kiss, eyes closing as she intended to fully enjoy that moment despite the humiliating pose she found herself in. Instinctively she tried raising her arms for them to wrap around his neck, seeking to embrace the angel only to find that she couldn't, but that was only a meagre disappointment as the pleasant heat of their connection surged through her.

Suddenly a finger traced upon her clit, encircling the swollen love bud skillfully whilst ever so deliberately nudging that tender patch of nerves, eliciting muffled sounds of bliss from the red head trapped underneath him, her body convulsing forcefully whenever he swept across the more sensitive spots.

She might've sought to deepen the kiss, letting herself drift further toward that forbidden abyss with her captor, but before she had a chance to act on that desire he had allowed himself to retract.

He elicits a sharp, rather high pitched squeal from her then, the crackling noise the only warning she received before a shock rippled through her clit unexpectedly. Ryu tensed up at the sensation, her thighs and lower lips quivering with want as even this turned her on deeply, the woman gasping in relief as the current died down for it lasted barely a second.

"Ah .. Careful .." Nicodemus had driven her far, all the wounds combined burned on her like the fire at her core as he shocked her again.

"I-I can't take any more .. any more and I'll cum .." Ryu could feel the compliance of her body not to give in slip away, her voice wavering in near release as she struggled with herself. She couldn't take another shock to her clit if he didn't want her to climax, perhaps elsewhere but even then he risked pushing her over the edge.

That profession made him debate for a moment. Did he want her cumming? Did he want to deny her? He reasoned that if he continued much longer himself then he might fall to his own desires. He doubted that he would be able to bait her into another battle so soon if ever.

Nicodemus smile upon her, his lips going back to taste her own, pushing his tongue forceful into her mouth if she did not relent as his snakes an entwines with her own. Midway during that kiss the fingers of his hands constrict about her neck again squeezing as he cuts her off from breathing, again releasing her before she passes out planning on stealing her breath in other ways.

He sets his lips upon her chest tasting blood and sweat and the taste of her own skin as he draws his tongue against her. He lets his tongue dance against her clit a little.

“Then cum, Flame,” and with that his tongue sweeps down her moist slit as he gives her a series of low voltage shocks against her clit in rapid succession.

Seeing that he brought himself upon her once more she gave in completely as their lips met, reveling in the feel of his breath against her only to be returned by the heated gasps of her own. Despite her waning strength her lips parted and the fleshy tongue plunged forth with the intention of dancing with his though he meets her long before that, the woman vigorously returning every passionate motion of his within the confines of their mouths.

Ryu moaned contently one last time as he denied her ability to breathe, soon followed by her loving affections growing rather sluggish, the young woman slacking off somewhat by the time her vision becomes blurry. She sought to please him and herself until the very moment she would've passed out, her efforts diminish but never fully fade before he releases her. The body below him was on the edge of slipping out of consciousness before drawing in another deep breath that returned some of her strength, her eyes beaming up at Nicodemus by the time he breaks the kiss as if that wasn't out of the ordinary.

The heat of her lust was indescribable, turning her muscles into jello when he lowers himself to her chest, playing with her there for just a second before descending toward her groin. Being granted to climax nearly felt like an order as the words spilled from his lips, one she was more than willing to comply with.

First a gasp fills the air as he painted her flower with his saliva while absorbing the taste of her essence, her tongue lolling out past her lips in utter desire. He shocked her then, each time eliciting a moan growing higher in pitch and stronger in intensity before she couldn't take it any longer.

Moans turned into a frustrated mewl as the shocks lasted well beyond her natural release before suddenly her entire body convulsed as he sent Ryu over the edge. Each limb tensed up and strained the poor woman's might for she was barely able to stay awake as she cried out in ecstasy. The tightness of her vaginal muscles clamped down on nothing in particular, an almost aching emptiness there as they contracted uncontrollably, clenching in bliss much like the rest of the red head now that the floodgates had been opened and an intense orgasm rippled through her entirety.

Taking a moment to calm herself she spasmed underneath him still, panting desperately for each breath while dealing with the aftermaths of that orgasm as her head drifts off to the side, too embarassed to look at him for the moment now that the worst of her lust induced euphoria was finally over. The wounds had yet to be closed, but that mattered little since she could almost think straight again.

"Thank you ..", Ryu uttered then, slowly coming down from her sexual height although she had to wonder what would happen to her next.

As much as he himself delighted in her surrender to these pleasures he debated. He debated playing with her a little longer but his own aching stiffness made that a dangerous gambit. This was just orientation after all but he draws his mouth away from her.

He looks into her features, a hand sweeping down against her face though he does not move to heal her yet. “Spicy. You taste exquisite my dear but wouldn't it be a disappointment if I sent you to your cell so soon. Granted there would be anticipation for next time but Tori does expect me to be thorough in these matters. And your welcome, your taste is exquisite.”

It was a lie of sorts. If she was squishy with pain he would have already sent her back. The manacles restraining her wrists pop open as he draws her pants and panties clean off her body along with the boots.

“You're over dressed. Remove the rest of your clothing and secure yourself back in those restraints.” He glanced at the ones she had been in previously as he rose to her feet. Extended a hand to her he assists her up before strolling back the the wall, golden eyes glancing over pliers, brands, cork screw and the like as if he were getting ideas as she got ready. He had his back to her then, unconcerned about her attacking him, not that she could do more than inconvenience him if she had tried but he was comfortable showing her his back which consisted of four feathery white wings that had been neatly folded in place.

“We're just getting started her, Flame. Unless of course you would prefer to go back to the heaven of your cell.” He grinned though he did not look at her as he simply remained focused on his toys and let his thoughts spill out over his creative options.

"I understand .." Timidly taking his hand they both raise to their feet, her lower body entirely disrobed he ordered her to remove the coat, shirt and bra hanging loosely upon her heated form. Him turning around eased some of her tension as she began to sheepishly brush off the last layers of clothing, falling to the ground in an unorganised heap. While he couldn't see her those actions were carried out in a somewhat hesitant fashion, her eyes following his muscular figure as he moved over to one of the walls adorned with various kinds of tools.

Despite his appearance, what they were about to indulge in was anything but heavenly. The scalpel alone nearly pushed her to the limits of that single, dark desire and looking over the selection of toys for her to experience later on managed to scare her a little. In the past she had been under the influence of substances regulating her reception of pain, one individual in particular who regulated those sensations through her own mind.

Now she was herself, having little to no idea how much her body would be able to take in reality. Of course she wanted this, to feel good at his hands although it wasn't necessarily affection that guided her that day. She'd fallen for angels before albeit elsewhere, far away from this prison and back in her own world, that had to be it. Ryu stood there for a moment, completely naked, contemplating things in her mind as he adressed her again.

"No! No, I mean .. I'd love to stay a little longer." As if to emphasize her point she quickly headed for the manacles, as fast as her ebbing strength would allow anyway, and secured them safely around her wrists.

"I'm just afraid some of those 'tools' won't exactly be pleasurable, they'll feel more like the torture I was expecting in the first place." While she was in no place to protest, it seemed wise to voice those concerns rather than preemptively shouting the safe word should he be on the verge of going too far. She couldn't really blush any more in her current state though if she could she most certainly would, eyeing the angel carefully she was trying to get a good look at what he was occupied with at the time. "I've never truly managed to see how far I could go, physically .. you know? So .. I don't know how deep that desire actually runs."

He grinned as he heard the clink of the manacles as they clicked into place though with him behind her looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing was difficult indeed. Now back in the basement Aegir had been all to aware of these things. He could also dull her perceptions to pain if he had wanted as she knew though Nicodemus exhibited no such gift. In the fantasy Nicodemus was an entirely different entity.

“That greedy to have my attention I see.” He returned to her, something in his hand though it was behind his back. His lips settled on her shoulder then her collar.

“Oh, some of the toys her are rather distasteful. In truth I do not use even half of them. You need not worry about things going all that much further beyond this state.”

He reached around her then, one hand squeezing the fullness of her breast, then he applied nipple clamps upon her. His tongue sweeping behind her ear lightly caressing her before pulling away.

“Now, I am not going to damage you beyond the point of repair, that would be unwise, Flame.” She would see perhaps. He drew away again an for a moment there was nothing then the tell tale snap of a whip.

He lets that sound hang in the air for a moment longer before she would feel the biting lash of the whip against her upper back. There was little force behind it at first, he getting a feel for how much of a snap to place behind the lash.

Ryu merely smirked at his remark, neither rejecting nor confirming the notion although her shudder at his touch said more than any worse necessary. His lips tingled her as they set upon her skin and it soon dawned on the young woman what a wise decision it had been to stay.

"As long as you're using the right tools you won't be hearing any complaints from me then." She lazily followed the motion of his hand as it reached around her bare form, gasping as he took hold of a soft breast that immediately gave in to the strength behind the squeeze, a subtle warmth emanating from the orb as it molded against the palm of his hand.

A sudden pressure collapsing around her nipples has her head snapping forward with a strained moan, taking in the view of her erect nubs getting pinched by one of his formerly concealed toys she juts her chest out in surprise, her bountiful mounds giving a single, delightful bounce before they resumed to rock back and forth ever so slightly until the initial shock vanished. The weight of the clamps tugged on her nipples in a subtle manner, constantly stimulating her flesh as it was ever changing, depending on which way her bound form swayed.

"Mmm .. Why, thank you." As briefly as he teased her with that flick of his tongue, she already began to miss it. "You might've figured by now that I have a rather profound attachment to life."

While she thought of it as an opportunity to tease the crack of a whip has her standing at full attention, her entire body straightening in the moment of his experimental snap. Ryu didn't turn around as time dragged on, not wanting to disrupt the anticipation for actually feeling it used on herself. For a moment she even bit on her lower lip, reveling in the tension although Nicodemus doesn't disappoint, lashing it across her back shortly after.

Whilst not quite as strong as she expected she gave a surprised squeal consisting purely of pleasure, the pain behind it weak in comparison to the cuts, but still noticeable. She flinched away from the pain reflexively, her breasts putting on more of a show as they lifted off her form with the force of that motion and the weights pulling on their erect teats before gravity forced them back against her torso. As pleasurable as it was, she figured the angel could use a little encouragement to bring out the full potential of his latest tool.

"That felt good .. for starters." Ryu grinned a little at that, barely turning her head. "Would you mind going a little harder on me now?"

It was evident in the way that her body shuddered with the kisses that he set upon her arousing that spark that was in her. Of course he had to fight off the urge for instant gratification though it was becoming clear that that was an acceptable risk. It would certainly be tougher to get her into this situation, or perhaps it would be easier if she actually liked the experience, he could not say how the human mind worked at times.

“I will keep that in mind of course,” strong hands got a little bloody against the pleasant heat and weight of her chest as he held them close. His chest flush against her back, the heat in his throbbing tool pressed against her backside.

The sweetness of those clamps against her, that reaction, it had almost wanted him to keep her as his own, though of course she was clearly Tori's and he just the warden. Perhaps when the witch was done with her though that was unlikely knowing how she was, but he did have plans for her.

“Most people are attached to life in some fashion. You haven't shown me that you were one of the rare exceptions or a nihilist and while I am your warden so to speak you would only ever have to worry about such if you displease me and I let the goblins handle your session. It takes a lot to displease me, however.”

He explained this to her then paused until his lash came followed by her words.

“Of course, I was merely testing this one out.” He made a full circle of her though, drawing the moment out then another flick of the wrist and he lashed her three times in rapid succession with pinpoint accuracy, each blow worse than the one before it. Light, medium and hard. He gazed at her back for a moment.

“Which did you prefer? Or should I just surprise you?”

"If I were here more often, I bet you'd get rather good at it. Perhaps close to perfection depending on how long I'm locked up in here unless you're willing to wait for another one like me." Encircled by the powerful angel she eagerly straightened her posture as best as she could after the recent blow of the whip, showing off just what temptations her body was made of, adapting her stance to varying degrees to give him the best picture at any given time. Granted, the wounds and smeared blood lessened the beauty of it, but perhaps she could make up for it with whatever effort she poured into it.

While it wasn't necessarily to entice him into taking her right then, she did enjoy stealing a glimpse of his throbbing erection every now and then, wondering just what it'd feel like to have this particular divine being delve into such lewd fantasies with the red head. Ryu was aware of how prone she was to such thoughts while under the slightest influence of arousal and thus struggled to get the images out of her head.

"AH!" That of course only became harder as the whip struck her again, followed by another lash, and another, each time having a moan spill from her lips though on the last he almost has her scream out in raw pleasure. Rapidly hitting the same spot several times the sensation grew worse with each flick of his wrist, the skin growing sore there it felt like it would tear, the girl sagging in her bonds as he let up though only for a moment.

First she doesn't offer much beyond a delighted noise of gratification, her blatantly aroused figure feeling rather difficult to steer in the right directions as she tried not to simply hang limpy from the shackles. "Hah .. Well, as you know .. I'm a woman that loves surprises.", she purred as she got ready for more, properly posing before him as she kept her muscles at the ready, always prepared to bounce right back if she flinched away from the pain.

Certainly she had her appeal even as she were. Drenched in blood, stripped naked before him she even tried to tempt him now. For her efforts she was rewarded by a predatory grin, his golden eyes mere molten orbs of desire as he gazed upon her torture body.

“Sadly you are not to be here for long, Tori has plans for you and the others. Yet I have waited long enough by your standards and even by mine I find it a bit trifling. It goes beyond two centuries now ..” he seemed to catch himself that he was going off topic and wave a hand in front of her and shook his head.

“But forgive me, I'm getting off topic and will not bore you with those details. With company like ogres and goblins have any real sort of intellectual discourse taxes them.”

Her arousal was clear, especially among the cracks of that whip against her. Each blow seemed to heighten her own arousal though he had an ear for he pitch. Now he tried something. He tried playing her as if she were an instrument altering those lashes. Sometimes striking the same spot, others experimenting on other regions of her back. Sometimes the lash was little more than a graze, at other times it was more forceful.

She was not an instrument though. He could strike the same spot and get a different reaction from her. He still tried it though, still tried to make harmony out of those sounds.

“Shall I introduce you to the serpent or save that for another time,” of course what he was saying and what he meant could be two entirely different things. Nicodemus did not waste any time though as he continued to lash at her back instead of waiting for an answer to cross her lips.

When the other jailors made for such poor company she wondered briefly if what they were doing at the time was any bit more intellectual, they were almost blindly dealing with the desires of the flesh and while she considered bringing it up she refrained from doing so now. Perhaps another time would be more adequate, she had the supposed torture to enjoy after all.

Of course it wasn't torture in that sense, but the woman remained in the dark as to his lie from before, how he had to be thorough with her. What followed next nearly drowned in a haze of masochistic pleasure, the fires within her burning brightly by the end of it. Over and over he struck her, alternating the blows in the way he placed them and just how much force he put behind every single one, almost carefully predicting how much pleasure she gained from each strike.

Nicodemus was conducting an experiment, his very personal symphony for he was composer, conductor and audience as he played the red head to his will, attempting to get a feel for this ruby among women that reveled in the pain until he could fine tune her to the instrument he desired.

Ryu on the other hand was a mere subject to his whims, the secretly adjusted sounds spilling from her lips as she bent and tensed within her bonds, never ceasing to amaze with a voice nearly too soft for her fiery character. She filled the chamber with this lusty melody, entirely passionate about each verse in a line of work she didn't know she was involved in thanks to her audience of one. Every lash of the whip was accepted, her body always begging for more despite the fact it twisted her mind into a former shadow of itself like it did before, rare moments of conscience tugging her back to reality only to delve back into the fantasy as he whipped her once more.

In the end it wasn't quite certain whether he truly succeeded, her beaten form trembled slightly within the shackles as she turned her head a little as he spoke. She wondered if he intended to let her climax by whipping alone until he stopped, a vague question of his lingering in the air. Her lips parted, quivering with excitement as she tried to think about the words, to let them sink in, almost drooling as images appeared before her eyes at the same time. There was a blatant moisture between her legs as she rubbed her thighs together then, a small puddle on the ground beneath her as each strike elicited a tiny droplet of the very personal nectar of hers only adding to the rhythm of his musical performance.

Other than sex she couldn't make much sense of what else there could've been behind his offer, not in the state she was in. If it meant what she thought it meant, did she truly want it? Forming a single coherent thought proved difficult already and while he defeated her earlier, part of her remembered just why she was tied up in the first place. It would've been his prize, too valuable to waste now when he could always have her any time in the future.

Trying to speak another strike of the whip caused her to fall silent as she clenched up in her entirety, straining against these chains that she loved so much. It was as if he didn't want her to speak, as if it wasn't her choice so instead of speaking she timidly shook her head 'No' before another strike came, continuing their harmonic melody.