The sounds had been exquisite as was the evidence of her arousal. The scent of her sex filled the chamber just as her moans and cries washed through the chamber with each crack of that ship.

Though she shook his head at his question. Either she was hesitant in offering him his reward, desired to enjoy the moment even longer or had some other reason that had been undisclosed. Nicodemus could only imagine that she had taken his words literally and did not desire to experience the true bliss that he had offered.

In fact he was offering her something else. There was the matter that she might have wanted the anticipation to, the additional build up of not knowing when he was going to take her. Indeed he was planning on just that, relentless taking her in a manner that she would not forget.

Still he had many questions for her. Most would go unasked. He placed the whip back moving to her. He whispered into her ear. “So, you do not wish to play my dear.” He flicked his tongue behind her ear then slapped her ass. The slapping sound rushing through the chamber before he focused the release of intense energy from his index finger. Heat that washed over angry scars as it traced against those lash marks slowly as the heat generated was about the strength of a lit cigarette butt that slid against her nice and slow.

Ryu found relief as footsteps indicated a much needed break, her body aching all over from the torture that sent her senses into overdrive. The faint noise of something being put away reached out to her, letting Ryu know that the whipping was over as the blissful aftermath surged through her every cell.

A tiny gasp escaped her as he leaned in, whispering into her ear and part of her attempted to make sense of it, understand it although he then spanked her once more, briefly pushing that thought aside as she mewled for her captor and shuddered in blissful agony. "Ngh .. N-no .. that's not what I meant .." The sound his hand made as it connected with the firmness of her backside would've been embarassing if she truly cared, but by then she had entirely succumbed to the angel. "I .. I really want to pl- AHH!"

This was different, something new entirely and all she could do was tense up in those restraints while her insides convulsed and spasmed as something incredibly hot traced over the marks of the whip. The skin had already been red and sore, but now it felt like he was setting it on fire quite literally, casually brushing whatever it was he used to stimulate the girl with across her back.

The woman couldn't move nor protest, the pain flowing through her made sure of that whilst sparking up pleasure in ways she hadn't even thought possible. It was painful, terribly so as a duo of tears spilled down her cheeks, her nerves erupting in a firework of sensations as Nicodemus drove her closer and closer to release even now, blood rushing to her erect nipples and the love pearl between her thighs it felt like they would rupture through pressure alone. Despite all that she seemed entirely blissed out, a matching expression on her face whilst her eyes hardly refrained from rolling up inside her head, the gaze of these ruby orbs unfocused whenever she managed to regain the slightest composure until those strokes sent her mind back into the abyss.

"W-why is it sooo good?", she asked no one in particular during one of these rare moments, her voice wavering as the heat washed over the red head in agonizingly pleasurable amounts.

“Oh? So you still wish to play?” Nicodemus smirked behind her as his fiery hot finger still trailed over those welts adding to the bliss that she had already been feeling but to mixed the pain with pleasure his lips drew against her neck, his tongue sweeping against the softness that he encountered there.

She felt so good, smelled so good. He reached around her then fining her clit engorged and excited he set a single finger upon the bundle of nerves using enough force to push her back into him, her body pressing against his and that firmness pressed to her ass.

A moment later that finger swirled against her clit in large and quick circular movements. The hand previously burning her left her back to free himself intent on making closer contact with her.

“You want this, that is why your mind has taken to this.” Laying his cock against her pussy horizontally he rubbed against her core slowly in contrast to the movement of his finger.

His other returned to burning her back. His lips and tongue still working at her neck.

Little did the woman in his grasp register that he pulled her against him, only gasping as the rigid bulge of his manhood pushed against her from behind. The feeling of it was making her head spin, its throbbing length pulsating with hot, eager firmness that she expected from a strong male who could dominate her so easily.

Ryu involuntarily bucked her hips forth into his hand, the finger encircling her clit there acted like a salve serving the sole purpose of easing her growing frustration only to puncture through to her core with repeated waves of heated pleasure.

She groaned out in desparation as he placed his member inbetween her thighs, bare skin against skin she felt the heat of his as it radiated off against her loins. Nicodemus brought himself forth against her flower, teasing Ryu into submission for she desired nothing more than to bury his shaft into her depths, to ride out every last bit of sense left in her mind as she leaned into the daring motions of his tongue and lips.

"But you'll waste it .. your one cha- ahhn .. y-your one chance to have me .." Already she was trying to break free of this painful reign, slowly rocking her hips back and forth as the girth of his shaft traced against her eager puffed up lips, coating it with her essence in a feeble attempt to receive more to feed the ever growing fire within. "You can't take me now .. you can't take me without losing your reward." She swallowed then, the words almost sounded like babbling with the way he manipulated her physically. "I-it's not worth it .. I don't think I'll last more than another org- Gah! .. orgasm .."

Pushing her thighs together ever so slightly she gently encased his throbbing rod with the warmth they both sought, assuming a rhythm with her hips in accordance to his, pushing back whenever he moved forth as did the same happen in reverse. Ryu moaned out at their connection, panting hot, passionate breaths despite the pain returning to her back as she tried to look at the man even when she couldn't. "T-this works, too .. you see? .. and it won't count as taking me .. please, don't take me today. It'll pay off later on, trust me .. It'll be good .. the best .."

Speeding up the motions of her body trying to lure him into doing the same with his, the woman cried out in despair, each shallow thrust that didn't enter her was driving her mad with lust and she was fighting a hopeless battle already. She was getting closer, clenching the muscles in her legs tighter around his blissfully pleasant erection, probably not even aware of her mindlessly begging not to be taken. "Nghh .. M-melting again .."

It had not been his intention of entering her though this contact was dangerous of course. He wanted to make her feel what she could not have, what she had to look forward to. Besides he had up to a century for that anticipation to build. He had yet to amended that number of one.

But damn did that contact feel so good! Her begging not to be taken, of promising to be the best though that was a tall order given the length of time he had been alive. He was not promiscuous but the years were long but it would be something to see her give the effort.

Nicodemus had assumed that she wasn't putting him off, not really. This was going to happen at some point and while his resolve had been fading it was reassured his stance.

“Oh, I have no intention of taking you just yet. No, I want you to feel just what it is that you'd be missing, what it is that you'll have to look forward to.

“I want to torture you in a whole different way,” it felt good just being on the outside of her body rubbing back and forth as her thighs tighten against him. He was aware that Miss Flame enjoyed the torture session and would like another and another, as many as he could fit in before she would be turned over to the witch.

“This is good too, not as good as you would feel my deal.” He was rubbing up against her, her moisture leaking out over his engorged member as his hips shuffle forward as he moves against her, each counter thrust sending her forward pressing her against the circling finger as she continues to have her back burnt.

He was not even inside her though a groan swept past his lips as they continued to stream against her neck.

"In a .. different way .." None of it really mattered at the time, for the moment she was too concerned with finding an outlet for this special introduction of theirs, the pressure never ceasing as the angel merely added to it.

Each joining of their hips worsened the despair, the temptation of his member being this close to bestow salvation upon the lust driven red head was simply too much to take. Her pace became frantic, uncontrolled as her body couldn't take it any longer, striving this second release nearly more than the first as she ended up grinding into the skillful manipulations of her love pearl by the end of each motion, sending her prominent bust into a series of gleeful bounces caused by the exerted force alone. Tiny beads of sweat glistened all across the red haired beauty before him, shimmering in the dim light which was only a mere precursor of what was to come sometime that century. "I-I can't help it .. anymore .."

The moans simply flowed from her lips as though her vocal cords were well oiled machinery, filling the chamber as she moved against him and feeling the pained pleasure spilling from both chest and back, a subtle stinging sensation coming from her leg where he punctured the skin earlier. Sweeter than the rest were the latest burns he delivered unto Ryu, a groan of his own the cherry on top that threatened to send her over the edge.

Perhaps if they hadn't fought she was confident her body could last longer, if she hadn't wasted power where she shouldn't have. All things considered a lot of her magic was based on improvisation back then, most memories were left in the dark and while she wasn't wearing the collar right then she couldn't fully unleash the knowledge hidden somewhere deep inside the back of her head. Thus she made potential mistakes, draining herself along the way that'd render their first torture session remarkably short.

Now she was nearly there, whimpering as she struggled to hold back. The fire was rushing through her groin, looking for an opening in her shell to exploit, but as before it wasn't on Ryu to bring herself release. Slowly she spoke the words, a request she knew very well could be denied whilst at the same time it'd be blatant in its origin unless he couldn't judge the signs of her body quivering around his slick stiffness. "Nicodemus .. hah, uhhn .. May .. may I cum .. please?"

“You … may ...” another groan, he was close, his body quickening as he neared his own peak already. Pressed up against her snatch, trapped between her legs he yearned for his release looking forward to the day when he could drive himself into her in similar fashion.

He had been excited by the very prospect of being with her after today. There was no denting the fact that he had found her attractive though his own arousal was spurned so easily by hers. First by her over confidence then by how she got into this, the masochist getting into it when he had no desire to harm her or anyone overly much or anyone else for that matter, not unless they gave him reason too.

Nicodemus may have been fallen from his position. He maybe a warden here on this hellish Shadow but there was reasons to all this.

The burning sensation on her back replaced by a smack to her arm pushing her into that finger that was rubbing against her clit.

Each time she pressed back he pressed forward with a playful slap to her ass until he groaned out again, his seed firing against the ground as he trembled and throbbed though he kept sliding against her, at least until he was too sensitive to continue and just held her back against him, lips searing her collar bone as he traced a steam of kisses along it.

Ryu cried out as he moved faster against her, the friction against her lower lips a constant bombardment of soaring flames sending heated waves of excitement through the busty red head. Squeezing his length with the tightness of her thighs and loving embrace of her slit that desired to pull him in she simply grew more fierce in her efforts, slamming her hips into his as though they were passionate lovers.

Removing his finger from burning the poor woman she then felt his muscled form brush up against her back with each collision of their bodies, the echo of his ruling hand audible throughout the chamber as he spanked her again and again, the trail of blissful moans never stopping at his fervent display of dominance. Driven by raw lust she eagerly anticipated every slap on the already sore skin, carefully adjusting the glistening hourglass figure before him to get the most out of this inciting gestures and the strokes against her swollen nub.

Too soon he erupted, his own arousal neglected until then she couldn't blame the angel as he tried to entice her as best he could even then for as long as possible.

How much she wanted him then, to feel his essence shoot deep into her waiting womb for a filling sensation she couldn't be given, to be stained by his molten cum instead of it being wasted. For every strong woman there needed to be a stronger man and someday she would have him, not once but until she was nothing more than a blissed out mess craving another round even as her body was about to surrender to exhaustion.

Those were just thoughts, of course, there were challenges ahead although naturally those could wait as he took a hold of the red haired sorceress, her hips bucking regardless as he set his clit on fire with rapid circles drawn about the perky bead. Mere moments had passed before she couldn't take any more.

Flame tensed up within these bonds, stretching her body to the fullest she stood on nothing but her toes as a tremor surged through her entirety as she let loose a cry of sheer bliss. The massive mammaries before her showed off with unrestrained pride, swaying ever so temptingly with every convulsion that rippled through her every fibre almost blinding her with its intensity. Her eyebrows were arching in depair as her head tilts back against his and his kisses, a wavering stream of moans spilling from her lips as her tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled to the back of her head, aimlessly staring at the ceiling.

Resting her ass above his manhood she remained there, the motions of her pelvis barely noticeable and sluggish at best as she rode out her recent climax in orgasmic bliss, an intense shiver running through her crotch over and over. All along she stroke his member, milking it dry despite the sensitivy coursing through him. Utterly satisfied she wouldn't stop until that physical height faded, simply leaving her a panting and exhausted, sweaty woman in shackles before she eased up on him and herself.

The girl was spent and slackened in those restraints, clinging onto the remains of her awareness with the idea that she'd get to sleep in that cold cell of hers, unable to heat it up like she did with the torture chamber.

It had been unlike him to loose it so fast but the build up in possessing something that he could not have was too much for him. He did not pull away though basking in that sensitivity that coursed over him as she moved. Pressed up against that tightness he could only imagine how he would feel encased within her but certainly when that day came he would not stop until he had exhausted her, yet later on she would pine for more. After all once knowing Heaven everything else was Hell by comparison. He knew that all too well, but how could she? Carrion was liken to an infernal damnation of course but had she known anything as sweet as paradise?

She slowed though even her slow movements were divine causing him to shiver though his finger still touch upon her after he had heard that blissful moan, playing against it a little longer before pulling away from her with that touch.

The spanking stopped as he began to rub against that very spot with a tender touch. “That will be all for orientation unless you have any questions or concerns.”

There was a radiant warmth that infused his hand touching her but rather than searing with a touch he infused the mystical Divine magics he had access to closing those wounds that he had caused as he reached around and removed the painful pinch of the nipple clamps.

His healing was nothing short of amazing as burns and lacerations healed themselves before her very eyes. The clasp on one manacle than the other released her from her bonds as he took up her now metallic collar again.

Thoroughly being restored to her former self, Ryu watched in awe as the angel healed the wounds despite her having difficulty to stand at first once the manacles weren't holding her up. With the pain gone even sleeping on the floor right there seemed like a rather pleasant idea.

"There are a few things I'd like to talk about .." Her eyes went to the collar as he picked it back up. Of course that was the one condition of their session that day, she'd have to wear it if she was ever going to leave this chamber, not that she had much of a choice in the matter. However going back to the cell with some answers might clear her head a little, perhaps getting another glance at the collar would help since she tried to avoid him for now. Typhoon mentioned something about unaltered ones and if she could get a glimpse of the mechanism at the back before he'd put it on her again it'd be to their benefit.

"Gale and .. what's his name .. Roc, yeah." She made the few steps toward the robe the goblins ripped to shreds earlier, slowly kneeling rather than bending over she reached for the cloth before starting to wipe some of the sweat off her face and chest. "They're sorcerers, too, right? They wouldn't happen to be proficient in air and earth magic?"

Wandering over to the other pile that were her actual clothes she wrapped the torn garment loosely about her nude form, trying to hide some of it on the way before somewhat awkwardly trying to put her panties back on whilst covering her body in the meantime. "You're not going to tell me what the witch is planning with us, are you?"

She wanted to talk and he was not opposed to furthering her knowledge about the matter. The collar that he held seemed simple enough right now. A metallic restraint with a simple metal latch at the back of it.

Nicodemus had opened it easy enough though if he had used some magic in the process she was unsure only aware that he had unhitched the latch. It made sense that he used some magic least the prisoners be able to unclasp their own restraints making them next to worthless.

He stepped forward as she knelt to gather the torn robe. It was a simple matter to magically mend the garment and though it would do her less good back in the cell it was warm enough her for the garment to be useful though he did delight in seeing her naked form it was obvious that she was going to cover it .. until next time at least.

“Oh, that they are. Not just that but their affinity for their particular element is as great as yours. We are dealing with a quartet of four extraordinary beings if the collars were to be removed. That should give you a gauge at how powerful Tori is to acquire such strength for her own.”

He thought about the question for a moment. “Why not. I can tell you only what I know though. She is gathering up the four elemental Masters and Mistresses that can summon the four serpents that can open the gateway into the Blue Shrine.

“Long ago ancient and powerful magic was kept there by a cult, I think. The knowledge was lost, even to me. But to open the way you need four elementalists, one of both air, earth, fire and water though I suppose the four in between elements, magma for earth and fire, for instance could substitute as an elementalist of either category.

“Magma, ooze, steam and ice I believe make up the para elements. What she hopes to achieve is beyond me though. I do not know of her plans for after she opens up the gateway. Recruitment or death are the only two options I can really see happening. While you are not unique those of your affinity are tougher to find so if you were to die right now it would hinder her plans for a few weeks until she could find a replacement, not that I recommend that course of action of course.”

It was a major disappointment, knowing that the collars prevented escape and seeing them in a shape which told her absolutely nothing about how to remove them unless they weren't imbued with magic later on. The concepts of magic itself were mostly alien to her as though she hadn't known anything about it just the other day so any interpretation on that basis was actually utterly worthless.

Although the robe was restored Ryu threw him a somewhat suspicious glance, knowing that the garment was more appealing to the eyes and rather revealing it didn't seem like an entirely noble, selfless gesture coming from the angel. Still, any layer helped as she slipped into the bra, followed by these lovely athletic legs as they vanished in her recently given pants. Despite a little blood near one of his incisions she didn't disregard it yet, perhaps once she grew accustomed to the climate of her cell, but that was destined for later.

Putting the shirt on as it snuggled up a little tight against her form, she resumed to fully close the gown before finishing it all up with the coat.

"You're telling me, just like that?" That hit her by surprise, normally she suspected that they prefered to keep their prisoners in the dark, but if her choices generally came down to death or being assimilated then what did it matter in the first place? "It's really not much to go on, to be honest, especially now since even if I knew what you were talking about and perhaps had an answer to it all, I wouldn't remember. No Blue Shrine, no cult, nothing."

Tori would have to remove their collars at some point, but if she would without hesitation then chances were she was far too strong to be opposed in any way. It was a depressing idea, but nothing she couldn't handle. "Naturally I'd prefer to live, but I'm not sure I could live with myself serving someone so powerful and evil she keeps an angel as a warden. It's not that I don't appreciate a gentler torture session, but it makes me wonder how you manage to pull it off." It was a nudge of sorts, looking for an answer in that direction as to why Nicodemus went through the confronting nature of his own being and the acts he performed on prisoners. Going easier on them in comparison to the goblins or Murk didn't make him a saint, certainly.

"About the others .. did Tori suppress their memories as well? I'm just curious because I feel as though I don't remember more than a fraction of my life whilst Typhoon, for example, he knew things that couldn't have happened too long ago. Meanwhile I barely scratch the surface of my past and events that occured years before coming to this prison."

Then the most important thing. "Oh .. um .. something else, about Murk .." She nearly shuddered as she recalled the ogre. "I'm afraid that if he looks at me a few more times he might want to use me to satisfy certain .. needs or urges .. and I was wondering if anything could be done to prevent him from ever laying his hands on me in such a way?"

Flame stepped closer to him then, a begging expression on her face as she clasped her hands together. This bestial creature truly scared her and without magic she was going to be easy prey. She didn't expect too much out of asking, but it didn't stop her from trying. "Please?"

“Yes, just like that,” he professed. “Of course I am not informed as to much and have to have speculated. The goblins rotate in and out of here and I get some Intel from them but they're hardly the most reliable source too.”

Nicodemus explained this to her as he reflected on what she disclosed to him. He had little reason to hold back though and while he had not disclosed everything he had disclosed what concerned her as best as he knew it.

“I don't expect it to make too much sense out of this. It is true that I am your jailor, your warden if you will though that is all. Tori may not want you to know but she never ordered me not to tell you if you or anyone else should ask. And since I like you there is no harm in sharing.

“I cannot let Tori kill you before I have you so as long as we haven't, then you need not fear death regardless of her decision … I hope.”

He added the last part after a little reflection. He had plans all his own that he was not speaking of just yet after all.

Without the nudge he would have remained silent about matters but there was no harm in telling her some of the matter.

“You are correct though I try to present the lesser of two evils. What Tori doesn't understand, all the better. She is indeed powerful but her power has limits. In a way she is weaker, much weaker than I but I must obey. It is a compulsion of sorts, it is tough to explain really but I will tell you a little bit about paradise lost, just a little. Next time if you are interested I will reveal chapter two but chapter one began over two hundred years back.

“There was an arch angel that was given a vague order that did not make much sense as it was handed down by his superiors. Smite everyone in the city of Gamros. Well, all those innocent lives that would have been lost! But have you known someone so evil that killing thousands justified saving millions?

“Suffice it to say when the other angels found out that Gamros was still intact he was stripped of his rank and cast out. The city was destroyed but by then it was too late. In an ironic twist … no, I'll save that for chapter two I think.” That was just a taste of what was offered.

“Your mind was suppressed. Typhoon’s was not. The Water Serpent is weaker than your Flame Serpent. Tori fears it more. The Water Serpent is the easiest to control unless you are at sea. Our next guests will be suppressed, especially Roc who has the slowest but strongest Serpent I believe next to yours of course.”

He considered the issue of Murk. While technically the ogres and goblins could have their way with her if they so wanted she had asked this of him. He could see the fear contained in her eyes and could have dismissed it but at the heart of the matter he was still an angel, albeit a fallen one but he had the best of intentions in mind by disobeying. It was not his place to question orders but as a soldier to Heaven he was to obey without question.

“He nor any other goblin or ogre will touch you. In exchange I will require a favor. One that you will enjoy no doubt.”

"So I'm likeable .." It was strange, hearing the angel confess that he liked her as though he didn't invest much effort into hiding that fact. Of course she could take that in more ways than one, seeing how right afterward he let her know that he'd try and prevent her death until Ryu fulfilled her part of their agreement and slept with him. Not even then was her survival guaranteed, less than that the lives of those in similar predicaments didn't even have this kind of insurance.

Any bit of information helped and so did his story, if only to keep her mind off of things to come as she listened to his every word. Sometimes she understood, sometimes she didn't and while that didn't make her any less determined in her desire to escape, it angered her that she couldn't get more out of these revelations from the get go. The story however, she realized, appeared to be a reference out of a chapter that made up his own existence. Back in the day she wouldn't have thought any of this could be true, but getting tortured by an angel wasn't exactly from this world either.

"No .. no I have not." The part about killing innocents seemed downright evil, especially since Ryu thought that angels were usually depicted as perfect, divine beings. Nicodemus made it sound like some if not most were lacking any sense of morality, simply following orders without question like mindless drones whilst those that dared to disobey were damned to be cast out of heaven. It felt unjust, being punished for having a mind of their own, but it wasn't on her to judge how they took care of matters within ranks.

"I always thought angels were supposed to be righteous .." There was little disappointment in her voice, but not overly so. Angels she'd met before had tried to claim her for themselves through manipulation which in turn didn't put them in the brightest of lights. "Please be sure to continue that story from where you left off next time we meet."

Her cellmate on the other hand was an interesting one. "Since Typhoon is the only one with intact memory, can I trust him? He's not spying on us for Tori or anything, right? What little sense that would make, anyway .."

A shudder of relief coursed through her as he accepted her request, much to her dismay he still asked something of the busty red head. Putting a price on avoiding rape by these monsters wasn't the most pleasant thought, but if it meant keeping the other jailors at bay by doing something she might enjoy, then there was little shame to it. "A favor?" She cocked her head slightly, wondering just what it could be that she had to offer despite his one time reward. "Alright, Nick. What do you want me to do?"

“Oh, very likeable. Though I guess you could say I'm biased.” He grinned at her. “As an angel I don't mind most people. Not at all unless they're total dicks of course. There are few that are noteworthy enough though … well more on that later ...” he was in the midst of formulating a thought when he dismissed it as irrelevant.

“I could not understand it myself but the executives declare the orders, the soldiers carry them out. The Executives are the ones that are suppose to know best. They have weighed the decisions so we soldiers only have to focus on carrying out their will. It is dangerous though if the orders weren't from the Executives we can be mislead easier ...”

He reflected on the situation. The Executives were full of the Arch Angels. They wee said to be flawless in their designs but Nicodemus dared question his orders. He had been on the cusp of being one too, he had been made an Arch Angel in all but station but one incident cost him all that.

“I will pick the tale up about where we left it today. Things will be a little more clearer as they proceed.”

“Typhoon can be trusted. He is just strong enough to conjure his Serpent so lacks power but he is not a plant as far as I am aware. Tori has not appraised me of all her plans with good reason so be somewhat careful.”

He reflected on how much he was going to tell her then grinned a little. “Indeed, a favor. I need you to acquire something for me though your strength might not be great enough on your own to acquire it. Still, I will consider assigning you help from one of your three cellmates of your choice when the time is right.”