The progress report had been left to Roc to deal with. That left her free to see Nicodemus when they arrived back at the camp. It was only Gale, Typhoon and Nicodemus present. Abdul had been gone and she was able to approach the fallen angel by herself.

There seemed to be something different though since the last time she had been in his presence. While he still appeared human their was a sense of ease and calmness that seemed to radiate about him. He gazed at her with a smile on his features as he welcomed her back.

The others may not have known of his true nature yet but that power she felt radiating from him now had to be difficult to mask if he were masking it in her absence … unless he was responding to her in some way and this was happening for the first time.

The others were still in sight though and could hear if they were too loud. Then she realized that they were no longer moving. It was clear that he halted time again in this localized area.

Fingers smoothly traced down her jaw and lifted her chin. Gazing into her eyes he seemed to study them for a small moment before letting his touch fade away. He leaned down capturing her lips with his own then. A hand rested on her hip as he did this though after a long lengthy moment that kiss rescinded.

“There is something on your mind? I feel that it is troubled in some way.” He had never displayed reading minds before so either the feather restored that ability or he was just perceptive, most likely it had been the later.

He did not draw away from her in any case though he seemed to wait on her, possibly collecting even more information from her while he did so.

An aura of some sort emanated from him and while the effects soothed her senses upon coming back to the group, a certain measure of mistery as to its origin remained. She’d never dealt with it before. If nothing else, it could’ve been a sign of his gradual recovery. Perhaps it turned out to be little more than a response to her presence. She hadn’t known, but either way Flame felt joy pulse through her veins when he came forth.

His smile immediately broke through whatever hesitation might’ve kept her at bay, then yielded one of her own. They were within earshot, but the others were no longer moving. She knew he wished to have a moment without interruption. Before even one word crossed her lips, however, Nicodemus seized the initiative. She watched him with bated breath when he lifted her chin. A hand rested on her hip. Time would’ve stopped either way for when Nicodemus captured her lips, Flame seemed to dismiss whatever else went on around them for the duration of that romantic embrace.

It would’ve allowed the fiery red head to melt on the spot if not for the fact they couldn’t maintain the seal of their lips forever. Soon after, he seemed to pick up on that hint of uncertainty she entertained the whole way back into his arms.

She looked troubled as soon as he brought it up. Speaking of it made the hidden truth all the more real, no matter how much she wished to forget about it and her intention to let him know. The risk of losing him over something as uncontrollable as her origins had been a real threat to her happiness for a while now, to a future that looked promising. In the long run, concealing the truth was going to become an incredible burden and Flame didn’t wish to carry it. She was torn, but had to go through with it if they were ever going to be happy together.

“There’s something .. Something I have to tell you before we do anything else.” She had to begin somewhere and realized there was no going back from this now. Silken hands set down on his own, gently cupping them before she moved to establish a firmer hold on them. It remained a delicate touch, but had been firm enough to guide his hands elsewhere. She clutched them to her chest and shuffled closer, more or less pinning them between the warmth of their bodies, the sorceress unwilling to let go as though she feared he was going to draw away the moment he heard the truth for the first time. “I’ve been hiding something from you. Though I could blame memory loss for it, it’s one of the few things I remembered fairly early on.”

She had to swallow hard before pressing on, her eyes flickered to the ground then back with a shred of uncertainty. “I’m not human. I’m just .. close.” Flame’s hands tightened about his, squeezing them lightly in the process. Her heart pounded against her chest, unable to calm despite the sense of ease and calmness about him. “Abdul himself created me over twenty years ago. Nick, I’m a Living Construct. A golem. As lifelike as I am, that’s what I’ve always been.”

“This isn't good is it?” Her reaction spoke of the seriousness of the situation. He said nothing else though allowing her to continue. She was nervous, he gathered that much though he had not drawn away when she finished. He did not say anything though processing what she had said first then when she actually made eye contact with him he responded.

“This might be a shock to you but I am not human either.” He knew that that was one of those things that she wouldn't have forgotten. Oh, he looked the part but she recovered his feather. He let those words sink in first then grinned.

“Origins do not matter.” He had questions though as far as what a living construct entailed. But fortunately for her there had been a lot that he dealt with as far as creation myths went. In the beginning it could have been deemed that everything was a construct of some sort.

Shaped by a deity, carved from stone, forged at the anvils of creation, sprouting from the blood of a deity there were as many origins as their were species and with but a few words he was telling her that.

“I know ...” he drew an arm away. Stronger than she he would have had no problem in doing so though the other remained in place. For walls of stone surrounded them. Implements of torture and punishment lined the walls here and there were even chains hanging down from the ceiling.

It took a moment for her to connect the place with that place on Carrion so long back. Of course they had not gone far, weren't there and this had to be an illusion or some other method he used in creating this place. “You think you need a bit of punishment to be forgiven.”

He gestured to their surroundings with a smile. “Perhaps you can tell me a bit more about what it means to be a living construct … if you can mange it.”

He pointed to the chains and restraints attached to them as if making it clear what she needed to do first.

“You’re not upset with me?” She was visibly taken aback by his response. It left her torn between shock and relief given how much and how long of a concern it was on her mind. Sure, he encountered numerous creations in his lifetime, but they both thought of her as human and despite having known the truth for some time now, Flame didn’t tell him straight away. She wanted him to be upset in a way, to give her a good enough reason to keep the truth close to her chest, but in the end Flame effectively troubled herself over nothing.

Nicodemus seemed to think nothing about it. If nothing of the sort fazed him, they had nothing but gains from the situation they were in. She had yet to tell him, but he might’ve gotten some notion of golems in his life. Then again, these aspects were only partial truths. Cain, in addition to her mother and father worked hand in hand to make her as close to human as possible and in more ways than one, they succeeded.

After suffering through that initial shock, there was no limit to the young red head’s happiness. She brought up her origins and faced nothing but kindness. Stunned as she was, however, there was no time to react before he drew away his arm. He was strong, but even then she barely did anything to keep it there.

Her gaze flickered about with urgency when their environment changed ever so drastically. Suddenly, her heart began to race. Whether out of fear or excitement at first given the equipment of the place, she couldn’t say, but with the connection to Carrion being made shortly after Flame tended more toward the latter. She knew they weren’t there, that it was nothing more than an illusion unless he toyed with her mind this entire time. Soon, her attention was back on him, a smile of her own welcoming his.

Maybe she desired that distraction after getting worked up over the matter. In reality, Flame wished to be alone with him for some time now. She craved him for a while and merely winding up in his arms would’ve been enough to satisfy these profound needs. With an increasingly warm and jubilant expression, she seemed inclined to do what he asked with that gesture of his.

She didn’t disrobe while heading for the restraints. That’d be a privilege of his own. Though the glory of her hips swayed enticingly for his viewing pleasure, he could tell Flame put more emphasis on them than usual as they attracted his gaze with every excited step.

Meanwhile, the voluptuous sorceress spun about as she spoke. “Unlike other constructs, I've been given free will.” Sliding one of her hands through the dangling restraints and fastening them around her wrist made her seem eager, although the second wrist clearly required his aid given the limited movement of the other. "I can feel pain .. and pleasure ..” She emphasized that notion seeing where they were, then arched her back to thrust her chest into further prominence with renewed confidence, visibly spurred on by his previous display of acceptance. “I’m capable of love and you’re the first who made me experience it.”

She grinned, unable to hide the sheer amount of joy bubbling up within her. Then, Flame lowered her head ever so slightly, playfully encouraging him to punish her all the while. “And yet, I shouldn’t have kept the truth to myself. I must ask your forgiveness for what I’ve done.”

“Not at all. Do you wish me to be?” He grinned at her. Though she had known his origins already these things did not truly matter. Though had he not already been a fallen angel he would have fallen if he had dealings with her. He was already fallen so it had been nothing he had to consider.

He soon lost his train of thought though as he watched the sway of her hips. He had to assist her with the second restraint. She could feel pleasure and pain, experience love, had been chosen by the fire elemental spirit.

“Free will,” he repeated and grinned a bit. There had been little else that he needed to know. Knowing her origins now had not changed anything about the past. Though her species changed … did she even have one now? It wasn't important, he would simply refer to her as human if it ever came up in conversation.

He soon came into view, his gaze dipped to her prominent chest that seemed a bit larger with the arch of her back. Setting a finger to her lips. With the other hand he rubbed over her belly. He did not say anything though he soon dipped behind her.

A moment later the back of her clothing had been cut with a blade. He cut and cut shredding each garment at the back first. Then he peeled the clothing away feeling up her chest from behind, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He pressed his lips to the back of her shoulders then proceeded with her pants getting them down to her ankles. Then her panties.

“Hold on to this form me,” she would soon feel a dildo rubbing up and down her slit gathering up whatever juices he could before pressing it in about a quarter of the way. “Now then, let us begin and do not drop that toy.”

There was a brief pause as he got ready. After which her left shoulder felt the light lash of a whip, a practice lash perhaps to judge her reaction.

In the long run all these concerns on her mind were for naught. She troubled herself over the issue for a while, but in the end there’d be no way to avoid the truth. Before now, Flame wanted to run away from the burden of confronting him with her true nature. Now, she couldn’t have been happier to receive his acceptance.

Nicodemus wasted little time in restraining the second wrist and rendered her helpless in the process. She did nothing other than gaze deeply into his eyes when a lone finger pressed to her lips, the meaning more or less obvious as she read into the gestures he brought down on her.

When he vanished behind her, he took away the constraints of her clothes and revealed the young sorceress in all her unblemished glory. Smooth creamy skin had been offered to him, her curves and full round backside a treasure to behold and needless to say they were all his to play with. With a touch to her chest he elicited a moan from her lips while a shudder rolled down her spine, forcing the pink cherry nubs of her nipples to harden slightly before his fingers aroused the scarlet haired beauty further. He drew the stiff peaks out until they were nice and hard, then proceeded to tease more with his lips causing her skin to tingle.

She was left in the nude shortly after. Already her aching sex glistened with moisture, enough to lube up the object he retrieved before it entered her in a stunningly pleasant motion that spread her out little by little. It did not go far, making her clenching insides all the more eager to grip and attempt to suck the phallus shaped toy further in despite how impossible it’d be, but with the command given Flame did what she could to hold it in place. She had the skill, whether inherited with her mother’s memories or sheer will power, the girl couldn’t say.

Shock emerged from her in both expression and verbal response to the unforeseen lash of a whip, but they didn’t linger for long when pleasure automatically set in and replaced the sensation easily enough. She had flushed cheeks before, but when her cry bled over into a more delighted sound the crimson colors became all the more potent. Surely he hadn’t reached her limit yet and the sudden nature of the initial blow merely surprised the buxom woman before him.

Yet the toy hadn’t slipped at all and tense muscles helped when he struck although Flame had to focus on keeping them that way. Part of her had to wonder what dropping it entailed, but she wished to entertain as much as he meant to entertain her and as such she’d try to hold it together for as long as possible.

She trembled under the pressure of keeping it in place and the aftermaths of the first lash. The anticipation for more rendered her quite nervous, leaving her on edge although her nipples throbbed in their fully erect state by now. She enjoyed this and that’s all that mattered after staying away from Nicodemus for so long.

He could heal her, though he did not press her to such an extreme means to need such healing desperately. But he had been practiced at this sort of thing for some time now. It was clear that had he wished for it he could have done far more damage then that single lash against her.

Nicodemus noted her reaction. He had no struck her too hard and his interest had been in that dildo. It had not moved any so he struck her again with that lash. He directed the blow on another spot, paused and watched impressed that there was nothing.

The spots that had been struck were hot though. He could see the red marks and stepped forward letting a finger sweep over her spine. The touch was more chilling and refreshing at the same time. Those marks fading in short order. It was a small matter while he was this close to her.

She would here so rustling. He slipped the handle of the whip in his belt allowing him to reach both hands around her. One squeezed a breast. The other pressed that dildo into her back and forth. When he stopped he left it a bit deeper inside her then began to grope her other breast too for a bit.

All the while that he played with them he brought his thumbs against her nipples. Even after they stiffened he kept tending to them. Then he attached nipple clamps to each. His mouth pressed to her shoulder after moving her hair aside. Lightly he bit her then moved away again.

“Hm ...” he seemed to be considering something. There was a brief delay then there was a piercing sensation. A needle not much different than an acupuncture needle jabbed into her ass were there was more muscle. He had spat it from a blow gun and the needle she found after a long moment pread a mild toxin around the area it struck.

He waited either judging her reaction thus far or waiting for the toxin to take effect. But the toxin was mild only heightening her reception to pain just a tad. Then the other ass cheek was struck with another needle. The effects did not seem to increase but the toxin seemed to heighten pain near those regions that the needles had been inserted.

Scarlet lengths of hair rocked back and forth whenever her curvaceous body had been struck and recoiled from the blows as more of a reflex than actual desire to remove herself from them. She swayed in her restraints all the same and offered the delighted sounds of her bedroom voice to him, combined with each audible crack of the whip that joined her symphony.

She had to admit, out of all things having him close was the best of all. Her back wished to feel his torso against it when he took a hold of her ample breasts, teasing them, massaging them as he explored the doughy texture of her flesh, but that was one of the few pleasures Flame had to pass up on in her role as the submissive partner.

Afterwards, he barely refrained from escalating matters. That toy ground against her, then deeper into her core, eliciting even sweeter sounds from the chained sorceress. It felt good, though there was some question as to whether last night felt better she had to admit that her love for him burned brighter than ever. To her, this moment could’ve lasted forever. That is, until the first needle punctured her rear and caused the nubile young woman to cry out.

“Wha- What are you- Ah!” She experienced the second piercing sensation and became tense within her bonds. Flame recoiled from the pain which made her lovely breasts bounce in a hearty fashion. His latest attack struck the rounded contours of that full rump and dug into the muscles there whenever she moved. All of it infused her body with that unusual discomfort induced pleasure and yet he’d surprised her a fair bit back then. The needles stung but the same could be said about the clamps depressing on her nipples the entire time.

Soft breaths escaped her though her eyes shut in recollection of her senses. She loved the uncertain nature of things with him in a more dominant role and now, once her body shifted back into place, Flame could do nothing but anticipate what he was going to do next. All the while, it almost felt like her rounded cheeks became more susceptible to the pleasant aches both needles stuck within them made her feel.

Still, Nicodemus could tell her control over these muscles began to slip the longer he went on. It proved next to impossible to notice, but her dripping depths let the dildo slide out by the fraction of an inch before they managed to secure it, but even then they were able to do so just barely.

There was a pause after the second needle punctured her. It was clear to him that she had loosened her hold on the dildo but it seemed as if he were reloading the blow gun once more. He surprised her when he appeared behind her.

Again he seized the dildo slowly pushing it in and out of her then setting it in just where he had it before not long after. Next he pulled free one needle, she heard it drop to the floor then the next. The toxin had already taken effect so the needles where no longer necessary.

Then the paddle smacked one ass cheek. The blow was light but with the toxin it was elevated to a mild blow. Then he struck the next. Had she thought about it she might have wondered if the effects of the toxin had been real as if he used a real item or in her head part of the elaborate illusion that he crafted.

Each ass cheek was swatted, he alternated between the two pausing whenever that dildo slipped to move it in a slow rhythm within her. Sometimes he circled the walls of her pussy with it. Sometimes at a slight angle and other times a simple thrust in and out of her. He always returned the dildo to the same spot when he stopped.

Her ass was swatted until it was a deep pink, almost red. A pause and when he returned he was rubbing a gel over her anus. His finger circled her there for a bit. Then it pushed in slowly. Either to tease her or see how the toxin was effecting her.

“You need something back here too now that I think of it.” He kept going back and forth for different things but the pauses where brief for the most part. When he returned a bead the size of a pea had rolled against her anus. Lightly it was pressed into her. It was on a string, the next bead slightly larger. It too rolled against that gel before he pushed it in. Then the next. The fourth was about the size of a marble. It too was pushed inside her.

Again there was a pause though he went nowhere. He stroked her red locks and allowed his tongue to skim against her next. Break done, it was on to the next bead.

Did the toxin even exist? Manipulating her senses could’ve achieved the same thing and Nicodemus gained more and more of his power ever since he claimed his feather. Then again, Flame saw no point in asking. It definitely felt real and that’s what mattered most when that paddle cracked down on her rear cheeks.

The rattling of chains joined her lovely cries as each blow had her writhe and quiver. Hands clenched into fists from the impact and her crimson hair waved about with every abrupt motion it led to. Her ample breast swayed and bounced given the severity of each motion, unable to stay in place given their deliciously succulent nature. His voluptuous lover ached, but in a good way and along the way he could see the bounty of her charms bend and twist for greater viewing pleasure.

She had to be given a break every now and then when that dildo slipped a bit and the slow rhythm amassed pleasure within her core which began to force her nethers to flare up with need. She built up towards inevitable release as he punished her, swatting her luscious bubble butt until both cheeks were clearly showing signs of his continuous abuse. Flame teared up in the process, coating shiny red eyes in a shimmering film of moisture, but there was no hint of disapproval on her part.

With the gel coating her rear entrance, his finger first encountered the incredible tightness that rounded backside retained, snug yet warm muscles which collapsed about him like a long lost lover. She whimpered at the somewhat discomforting sensation which bled over into more with the toxin affecting her every muscle back there, tensed up then relaxed when he backed off, but that didn’t last long.

“Auugh ..” She no longer rocked back and forth when the first bead entered her. Any moment of relaxation Flame had for the past few minutes deteriorated with each new pearl pushing into her, eventually causing her head to dip back with a barely suppressed moan when her teeth grit together. Her cheeks tensed up, rending her rump quite firm, but he pushed bead upon bead into her as though it was nothing. She counted to four before her body relaxed some with the feel of his tongue against her, and a lone caress to calm her mind, before another, larger bead pressed into her.

Slowly but surely, the young sorceress was feeling full on both ends. She could feel the beads roll against portions of the toy through that narrow wall of flesh within her, teasing her further though her ass gripped each bead quite nicely. Not that it mattered to someoen with strength which greatly surpassed her own, but he knew the feel of it. She was going to cum soon if he kept it up and just pulling everything out might just set the shuddering beauty off. At the same time Flame realized that punishment usually didn’t entail relief, but with Nicodemus she didn’t truly know what to expect next.

He gave her a brief brake when he attacked her neck with that tongue. Soon he was back at work filling her rump up slowly but surely.

Once he had finished he paid her pussy a bit of attention as he moved that dildo within her. Spiraling one way. Spiraling the other the beads in her ass were stirred up at the same time.

Now had he been about to rip those beads out? Rather then doing that just yet he left her hanging there. The remainder of the string of beads hung out of her and the dildo was moved back into that favorable position.

Her pussy, ass and breasts tended too he retreated to return a short time later. A hand stroked along her hair a few times before he fixed her with an interesting ball gag. A smaller, thinner dildo was affixed to it which had to be inserted first before he could seal the gag into place.

The dildo wasn't an actual dildo but was more like a lollipop. The taste of it was fruity but also had another kicker. It was an aphrodisiac increasing her arousal he more that she sucked the “pop”. After she sucked down enough of the pop or let her own saliva deal with carrying that substance to her belly she felt the yanking of that string of beads as they were drawn out of her completely and dropped on the floor.

On standby he remained close in the event that he had to pump some healing into her.

“Shall I fill that sweet ass again? Shall I use myself instead?” A finger swirled against her anus spreading that gel into her further.

It was maddening to be tormented to such an extent, but even worse to be left without relief. She had endured and her muscles held both beads and toy with the confident grasp of an iron fist. Still, the young woman trembled given how close she was, yet unable to finish herself off. Stripped of whatever control she could’ve had, it soon dawned on her worse things had yet to come.

His gentle touch offered a boost to her resolve and as such Flame chose not to beg for more quite yet, to prove he’d chosen his lover wisely with every new challenge he offered. She didn’t hesitate to open her mouth when the next tool had been presented to her. When the gag had been fastened about her, there was no avoiding the touch of her tongue against it. Warm saliva coated the fruity protrusion, filling her tongue with a tingling sensation until she consumed more of it.

Then, the effects began to set in. She never once fought it, not even after that as he clearly intended to drive her desires further to the heavens above. It only gave another opportunity to yearn for more which Flame accepted all too eagerly.

“Mmnnghh!” When the beads rolled out of her reamed backdoor, the feisty red head couldn’t help herself anymore. She felt how each rounded orb stretched her anus, then let it relax before the next forced it apart yet again. Nicodemus yanked on the string and didn’t leave a chance to recover. Flame came, and the toy within her nearly slipped out completely as her every fiber quaked under the mind numbing pleasures and humiliation from having given in to the devious stimulation that swarmed her rear. It left her insides quivering, but even then the aphrodisiac kept her on edge. Again, Flame had no idea whether any of it was real or not, but it felt real all the same. When he offered to fill her now vacant backdoor once again, but with himself, his voluptuous lover wanted to beg. She no longer had the means to respond with words alone, but there were other ways to get the message across.

“Mmmf ..” Sultry crimson eyes flickered to meet his, then channeled her every deepest desire directly into their midst. An enhanced suction falling unto the gag in her mouth turned these reddened cheeks further inward to relay her enthusiasm. “Mmm .. Mmph ..” She whimpered and begged with muffled albeit desperate pleas for attention when the lust heightening effects were starting to drive her crazy with pure, unadulterated desire. Meanwhile her back arched to jut out that shapely round ass he’d now neglected to fill, the keen muscles there twitching beneath continuous teasing.

She wanted him back there and yearned for these intimate moments for days on end. Thus far, Nick had yet to indulge in the flesh being offered to him. Just the thought of finally joining each other again, becoming one, brought her thrills nothing in the world seemed to match.

“What's that? Speak up. No?” He teased her clearly knowing what she wanted and ensuring she indeed wanted it with the aphrodisiac at work. “But you're being punished. Perhaps I should just leave you like that so you can think about things.”

Fingers curled about a hip soon after as he guided himself to that backdoor. T he crown of that shaft pressed against her gel coated anus. Had he been teasing her or had he been serious? He paused there for a long moment letting that aphrodisiac build up further before pressing forth at the same time that touch on her hip kept pumping minor healing into her negating the effects of that toxin he used it seemed.

Then the healing stopped as he reached the limits of his throbbing member. Reaching around her he gave a bit of a tug on the nipple clamps to distract her partially from the thrust he made into her rear. He groaned.

“Fortunately for you I have missed this. Nod if you wish for me to continue my dear.”

Flame huffed in equal measures of annoyance and frustration when he began to tease her, but that was the least of her worries considering what he threatened to do next. Until now, the young sorceress never really thought about where they were. The others weren’t far from them, just frozen in time while Nicodemus captured her in an illusion. Standing there, if only for a little while became a very real outcome she had to look forward to.

All that changed when he moved his hands to her hips and situated the hardened crown of that shaft against the lubricated entrance to her heated backdoor. The aphrodisiac tore away at her sanity all the while, and every moment of exposure made that distinct desire much worse until he sank into her supple rear.

Sweet elongated sounds of pleasure vibrated off the gag in her mouth when that angelic member breached the tightness of these hot, shuddering muscles. Snug as they were, Flame felt every inch of her lover’s shaft press into her. In spite of finding electric sparks of pleasure rushing through her chest when he tugged on the clamps, weighing her ample breasts down as the soft tissue was stretched further, there was no distracting from the potent surge of delight the union of their bodies filled her with.

It’d have been impossible to slacken in her bonds given how full her backside felt. It stunned her, bound her all on its own. Since he then asked her to nod if she desired more, Flame couldn’t resist temptation anymore.

She nodded and began to put more of her weight on the restraints above her head at the same time. Having him inside her, the wonderful pulsating warmth which became sheathed amidst the crushing depths of her rear, gave the buxom woman the most divine sensations. But, Flame wanted to have more than just that one thrust and she was eager to show it.

Gradually he filled her. “So tight, Flame.” He went slow in the event that the toxin was going to be an issue. The pain to her tits had been temporary like ripping a band aid off. His hand remained there at her hip infusing her with enough healing to counter act the toxin.

When he was fully within that tightness he bean to move. Nice and slow but he had been listening to her gradually building up speed.

“Remember to hold it in.” As if to clarify what he had been peaking of he pressed that toy deeper into her folds. Her ass and pussy had been filled and she would feel him rubbing against the toy.

A hand on either hip it was meant to stabilize her better. Now it was time for his little challenge. He drove into her hard and fast. His aim had been jarring loose that dildo seeing how long she could keep it in place.

Then if that did not work or it seemed that the pace and drug had been too much for her to handle he would slow it down trying a different approach. Nicodemus didn't know how she would react with the aphrodisiac and toxin working in tandem so he had to fine tune those adjustments on the fly.