I think it’s safe to say that Sophia is very into the kinkier aspects of life. We’d have to have a conversation later, in order to discuss limits and things she wants to try. I was mostly down to trying everything twice. Once to test and another to verify. The only exceptions I had were the truly disgusting ones that I had heard about: scat, vomit, suspended by meathooks, etc.. I would also have to introduce her to my now mildly ironic safeword, ‘cocytus’. Back in my old world, there was an old story about how Hell had levels to it, different rings of various punishments, and the deepest layer was Cocytus, a frozen lake in which the Devil was trapped. Rather fitting for a safeword telling a demon to freeze.
After I spent a few hours… ‘Training’ her, we hopped into the shower, then we played a few rounds of chess, before going to sleep. After that first night of cards months ago, it became part of our normal routine for Sophia to steal games from Veronica and for us to play them. So far I had taught her the rules to chess, checkers, and Yahtzee. There were several other pieces to different games that neither of us knew how to play amongst the stolen items, but for us to know how to use them, Sophia would have to ask Veronica to teach her how to play, and apparently Sophia would rather stab herself with a fork than ask Veronica to play a game.
When I awoke, I went right back into what I had left unfinished yesterday. My last idea for the blindfold, a window I could put in my vision that would connect to my drone knife, so I could scout something far ahead without losing sight of what’s around me. This only had one problem, how to connect my knife with my blindfold. After all, if I just sewed in a picture of a knife, then the most likely outcome would be to turn my blindfold into a sharp object firmly attached to my face. Probably not the best idea. Fortunately, I had another. What if I enchanted a label into my work? Engrave a marking of my own design into my knife, then also place that marking into one of the squares in my grid? If this worked, it would also give me the perfect project for a whole new set of upgrades. Upgrades that would take far more time than the week I had left.
Rather than get ahead of myself with planning, I tested the proof of concept. On the blade of the knife, on the other side of the blade where the eye was, I carved a simple gently curved line with one tally in the middle, one matching the name I had come up with for the entire line of knives I intended to make should this project work: Project Horizon, and this specific knife would be Horizon 1. I then sewed the same symbol into the grid of my blindfold, crossed my fingers, and tested it… And it worked. In my field of vision there was one pure black square window I could move around as I pleased. I then flipped the knife over, and saw the window change to show myself.
Now that I had a proof of concept, this opened the way for project Horizon. I wanted to make an entire fleet of drone knives that also had long range attack capabilities, then make a network to allow me to watch all of them at the same time, kinda like sitting in front of a large number of monitors. I also wanted to be able to shift the visible spectrum of the drones the same way I had done with my regular vision, but wasn’t quite sure how to do so. Could I just simply put the same dial on each knife and then set them all individually? Sure. But my mana expenditure would then become ridiculously high, and there wasn’t much I’d be able to do in the way of future upgrades. What I hoped to be able to do is to connect all of them to one central enchantment, and then make my display attach to the central enchantment so that I could both observe and affect the images brought by my drones at the same time.
However, there was one major problem with this project. As of right now, I could only operate two flying knives at the same time. Even if I made the enchantments and they worked perfectly, my mana and thought control weren’t nearly good enough to facilitate it. I would either need to practice my control to the point where I could fly a bunch of knives at the same time in different ways, or I would need to automate part of the flight so that I could just give them general commands and let the knives take care of the how on their own. Given that I had no idea on how to do the second one, I decided that for the next few years I’d be on this job, my regular mana draining and control practice would be accomplished solely by using my flying knives, and I would work on adding more to control at the same time.
Because everything ended up working out, I ended up having the rest of the day free, and considered what I should work on today and for the next week until we were all ready to go. I put down my enchanting work, then made my way over to the extremely conspicuous beacon behind me and to the right where Sophia was relaxing in the living room. When I reached her, I informed her, “Hey, I’m gonna try out some space magic, so please make sure I don’t break the subspace and kill myself.”
Sophia’s POV
I was uncertain how to feel about last night. On one hand, I had enjoyed myself immensely. I had never known how ironically liberating it could feel to surrender control of myself to another. On quite the other hand, I was mortified. I, a titled being, a semi-divine entity, the demon feared as Desire’s Flame, had submitted myself before a mere mortal child. How would other demons react if they heard the news? All of my dignity, my image, would be forever tarnished. I would become the laughingstock of Hell, never to be taken seriously again.
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You shouldn’t think about him like that, I chided myself. Leo was more than a mere human child, he was a grown man who would become a demon soon enough. Not only that, he was the man I had chosen, so doesn’t that count for something? You still submitted yourself to the whims of another. Have you no Pride? But it felt…. Amazing. Why should I be embarrassed at experiencing the most pleasure I have ever felt in my life? I am a demon, a being of pure unbridled emotion. To fully throw myself into my desires is only to be expected right? Why am I even concerned about how other demons would react anyway, it’s none of their business. What happens in our bed is of no consequence to any other than me and Leo.
As Leo was finishing up his planned projects for the day, I wrestled with myself. The half of me that was Leo’s woman was screaming at me to fully embrace the feelings I had experienced last night, and the half of me that was a powerful demon was admonishing me for experiencing them in the first place. When Leo arrived and asked me to assist him with space magic, I was still in turmoil. So I did what was becoming a habit for me to do when I experienced a roadblock and couldn’t reach a decision and told him how I was feeling, and asked for his advice.
Leo listened to my words with an unreadable expression. He had always been rather stoic whenever we would have serious conversations during the past few months, but lately, ever since I stole his sight, it had reached a whole new level. Now his face was covered by a dirty looking rag, covering the horrible burns I had inflicted upon him, underneath a wild mat of his long mahogany hair. The only way to read his expression now was by the shape of his mouth, but 9 months of life without a razor had left him with a bushy copper-colored beard, concealing it within. I should have given him a trim while I was taking care of him these past few days, but I can always do it later.
When I finished my question, his response was as calm and rational as ever. “Why can’t you be both? From what you’ve said the problem is that you want to be seen as a powerful and imposing presence, but also want to surrender control at night. The way I see it, the two states are not mutually exclusive. After all, aside from our first meeting, you’ve never once tried to intimidate me or control my actions. As far as I’m aware, you consider this place to be ‘home’ just as much as I do. Regardless of your social position, you are still a woman who likes to just kick back and relax at home when there’s no one you need to impress or intimidate. And as for the whole submission thing, as long as you enjoy yourself who cares? It’s not like I’m about to go around telling people what you let me do to you. And do remember that it’s only what you LET me do to you. If at any point you get uncomfortable then just stop everything. I have a tendency to try new things and test to find out where limits are, not only for me but also for my partner. If you don’t like one of the things I try then just tell me and I won’t do it again. You’re only pretending to relinquish control to me because we both find it fun that way, right? Or should I just stop and keep everything more normal? Choice is yours.”
I considered his answer for a long minute until I nodded. Leo was right, at any given point in time I could take off the enchanted collar he had given me and restore my power. If I ever truly felt afraid or uncomfortable I had an out, which he had reminded me of beforehand. I felt the two halves that were previously fighting settle down and start getting along once more. Relieved, I did something that felt right in the moment. I returned to my normal 8 foot tall height, then bent down, and placed my lips against his. I then whispered into his ear, “Then tonight, if you would, please take care of me, both as a woman, and a Titled.”
I felt his hand on the back of my head, before a firm tugging sensation, and my knee buckling. He had gently pulled my hair and put pressure on the inside of my knee, so that I was kneeling before him with my head pulled backwards. The enchantment had not yet been activated, so I could easily have resisted if I wanted to, but I chose not to. I chose to let this man do whatever he wanted to me.
Thump
I felt excitement race through my chest, a newfound confidence in my decision as he bent down to whisper in my ear, reversing the position we had just been in. “You know what, space magic can wait a few hours. After all, I can’t have you thinking that you’re too big and important to obey me.”
A shudder ran through my body, and a smile across my face as I responded, “No Sir, you’ll have to punish me for this.”
I felt the tug on my head become tighter, and his other hand slipped to my throat, activating the enchantment to seal my power. To lock me into my decision, not that I had any desire to turn back on it.
“Did you just tell me what to do?”
“No sir.”
Clap.
At my response, he had softly slapped my face. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to sting. To feel a sense of oddly delightful shame course through me. “Do not lie to me Sophia.”
“Yes Sir. I’m sorry, I did tell you what to do Sir.”
Leo bent down and kissed my cheek where he had slapped me. The coolness of his lips against the heat of the sting sent a shock through my body. “And I am sorry that I had to hit you. I will be giving you a set of rules to follow, and you will write them down daily until they are memorized. Failure to follow them will result in punishment, and success will result in rewards. But for now, we will have to get you properly punished, now for both thinking yourself too important to do what you enjoy, and for trying to tell me what to do.”
“Yes Sir.”
He maintained a firm grasp on my hair as he walked slowly towards our bedroom with me in tow, crawling on hands and knees the whole way, delight filling my heart.