Through the Looking Glass (Closed)

She never felt so vulnerable in her life. Even with the few times he had bound her, this didn't compare to those moments. He held her by the collar which that in itself sent her off into another whole world she couldn't imagine. It almost made her as weak as her wings did and instantly brought on a new level of submission.

When he lifted her up off the wall, she instinctively placed her arms around his neck for some support. The sensation of falling crept in as her toes were being lifted off the ground and some faint panic coursed through. And yet, all that panic did was increase her next orgasm as she screamed so passionately into the air.

In those few moments, she gave everything she was and is to him, whether he knew it or not didn't matter. All her trust and to some extent, her love and if she could, her soul was all given to him. She may not comprehend all the why or how it happened so quickly, she hardly knew him.

Yet, the way he took her now told her so much more than words ever could. For once, she truly felt like this where she belonged, in his arms. It didn't matter if he was using her for his pleasure or not, what did matter is that she created these desires within him. Something that she wanted to keep doing for him.
 
Demetri could tell that this was all new for her, and so together they were on a journey of discovery together. Even as he filled her with his cock rampantly plowing the depths of her pussy with that thick hard member, they shared that moment together. It was rough, primal and yes, dirty but they both wanted it, and yes, it had been created by her.

He let her reach up and hang onto his neck, and even as she screamed so passionately into the air, he panted hard though grunted as he bit back his pleasure.

" That's... it... you don't have... to be shy... you're beautiful, and I want you... by my side."

He growled, though of course he meant following with him... or did he? He didn't understand why he was connecting so well with her, usually he was much more reserved... but she brought out the dominant side of him, and since she loved it as apparent by her quivering body, he would give it to her.

Even as she bounced though he was fucking her hard enough to make her full breasts bounce with the force, he grunting and panting as he whispered.

" Oh you love this... you are making me addicted to fucking you Asema... if you... keep this up I may be fucking day and night."

He grinned as he said that, though even as he did he gave his hold on her throat a little squeeze, tightening the choker on the collar a bit, cutting off a small amount of her air as he experimented to see just how she responded to that, his panting breaths letting her know he would soon need to change position, but not just yet, he wanted her that vulnerable a bit longer.
 
Asema swallowed hard as his grip tightens around her throat, cutting off her screams. For a moment she did panic when finding it difficult to catch her breath. In that same moment she honestly didn't know if she liked it or not and almost reached for his hand. Though, she refrained from reaching out and kept her hands secured behind his neck, trying so hard to keep from clawing into his neck. Even having enough sense to control that much was fading very quickly.

It did take a couple of moments to fully relax and give in to the sensation that loss of air created. It also enhanced the trust she had in him, subconsciously knowing he would never harm her. Once she allowed herself to fully submit, learning to adjust to what he was doing, she quaked hard as she squirted her juices down his legs. She couldn't scream, though she was panting hard with what little breath he allowed her to have.

By this time, her nails were starting to dig into his flesh, unable to control what her body did now. She utterly putty in his hands with no resistance or fear. Nothing but raw lust and overwhelming sensations consumed her as her eyes rolled shut. She did at one point hear him say "by my side", though she didn't stand a chance in understanding what he meant by it. Her thoughts and senses were deep and to focus on things like that was impossible.
 
Demetri was grunting, panting and groaning the entire time. Not that fucking her was overly hard work, it was more the pleasure was certainly getting to him. He could feel the transition between her panicking within herself over the lack of air and the knowledge, the trust that he wasn't actually going to hurt her. When she did that he felt her strongest climax yet!

As she squirted down his legs, he knew that he was reaching his own limit. His pleasure, lust and desire was all mixing to one, and relaxing his hold onto her throat to let her have the vestiges of air he panted as he grunted and drove his cock up and into her a few last times.

With a deep gutteral cry of her name he came so hard that he saw stars... his cock pumping rope after rope of cum into her tiny and tightly stretched pussy, though even as he did he held her up with him, holding her impaled on his cock as he twitched and humped into her, seeming to be unwilling to let her go until every drop of his cum was sprayed into her.

Finally though he panted and lifted her up and off his cock, setting her carefully down onto her own feet he grinned as he felt so satisfied... definitely enough to continue with their day... he did want to explore her castle, and hadn't forgotten about that... but also he took his time to run his hands over her, caressing and touching her as she herself would have to recover from that intense experience.
 
She couldn't scream anymore even as he allowed her to breathe, she was so exhausted and her throat dry from the previous orgasms. Her moans and whimpers did fill the room though as he kept going and she did cry out when his searing hot seed flooded her. It burned unlike anything she's felt before since he made the tight passage overly sensitive.

She had no idea when it all ended as she was on that very edge of passing out, barely feeling the floor at her feet. When her legs were suppose to be supporting her weight, she almost instantly went to her knees. Luckily he helped support her and didn't let her fall, though she ended up leaning against him.

It took her several long moments to come back to reality, for most of those moments were struggling to keep conscious. She really didn't want to pass out again, though she felt more drained and it was a different kind of dizziness the more she calmed down.

"I-I enjoyed that Daddy...."

She finally spoke up with a hoarse whisper as she eventually began to stand on her own two feet. She also shivered uncontrollably and felt colder than what she normally did after sex. For now, she played it off as it just being from the intensity of what they did, not thinking about what being away from home is doing.

"Should I finish my bath before we go? You got a bit distracted and never washed me."

She turned to face him with a shy little smile, blushing as the after glow of her experience crept in. Finding it very difficult to believe she acted in such a way, let alone enjoyed it as much as she did.
 
Demetri definitely supported her, and even as he set her onto her feet he smiled as she instantly leaned back into him. Even as she seemed to go through a few different stages of consciousness, Demetri gently smoothed his hands over her arms, sides, belly and hips, supporting her easily.

Even as she said that though he grinned as she did.

" Oh you're not the only one my little girl... I haven't fucked like that before... it was so intense."

As she steadied herself though he smiled as she turned, he considered it but nodded.

" That would be a good idea... once you are done, you will find a small cabinet with a few outfits that you can choose from. It's located next to mine, so when you're cleaned, dressed and ready to go, come kneel by my side. I am going to get cleaned up a bit and get dressed myself,
then will be on the balcony."


He smiled as she seemed to still be shy about herself, which was demure and honestly a bit arousing to him. He left her to it though and headed over to a wash basin. Taking a few minutes to clean the copious amounts of cum off his legs he then headed into the main room and picked out a light silver pair of pants for himself, along with a light matching vest, and no shirt. He didn't need it and was proud of how in shape he kept. With that he did put on a pair of socks and shoes before he headed out to the balcony to enjoy the morning, and let her get herself ready to go as well.

The cabinet was created by magic and had a few dresses all very skimpy but all very alluring as well. She had a good choice of what kind of outfit she wanted for herself for the day.
 
It stunned Asema for a moment that he didn't wish to bathe her like he wanted to earlier. However, she was almost thankful for it considering she didn't think she could handle being aroused again. For now, she needed this time to relax and still hot water felt so incredible on her nerves. She took her time taking the bath, enjoying the soaking as she slowly washed herself down.

Every once in while she would glance over to watch what he was doing. From what she could see, she admired the clothes he chose to where and wondered if what she would find to wear. Some part of her wondered if there was something to match what he wore.

Eventually she crawled out the tub, flicking her wings a few times to shake the water off them as she dried off. While she rummaged through the clothe drawer, she found some pretty silver ribbon that matched his shirt. Before she kept looking, she worked on putting her hair up into a french braid with the ribbon braided into it, tying it off at the end. She also found some really pretty chains to decorate her feet with.

After spending a few moments searching through the clothes, there wasn't anything that called out to her that would match what he wore. Finally settling on white dress with an open back, although ti didn't match with her collar, she did like how sheer it was. Shortly when she was finished getting dressed, she went outside to meet him and knelt down as he instructed.

“May I have something to drink Daddy?”

She spoke softly while waiting for his response, glancing up to see what his reaction will be to what she chose to wear.
 
Demetri was mostly pondering just what the future would hold. He had firstly been thrown off by his grandfathers passing... much more so when he realized that the key lead to some magical gateway and meeting her had catalyzed many new experiences. She wasn't the only one who was adjusting. As he considered things though he had chosen not to bathe with her again because... well they both knew that if he did it would only end with more erotic play... so it was for the best that he didn't.

He was sitting and relaxing in the sun, just enjoying the morning, and even as she moved out onto the balcony and asked for something to drink, he looked down to her and smiled at her choice out outfit. In the broad daylight the sheer nature of the outfit was almost transparent, whether she had intended that or not wasn't really a concern.

" Of course you may..."

He reached over to a pitcher which had a bottom filled with ice and pouring a glass, he turned and offered it to her lips.

" I like your choice... especially the ribbon, it matches your Daddy's outfit, though the white doesn't, it fits you very nicely."

He let her drink all she wanted, and if he needed to refill the glass he did that as well, he not complaining. Once she had drank her fill he smiled gently.

" Are you ready to get going? The castle awaits, and I have to admit I have not had a castle before, only this manor and as such I look forwards to exploring, especially with my little girl."

He was clearly pleased and got up, she knowing she could walk just after him, he wanting her with him always since he wanted to show her off to ANYONE they encountered! He was very proud of her!
 
“Thank you Master. I could not find a dress that matched and would not cover my wings. I did look though.”

Though she had his compliment, she did sound a little disappointed as she wanted to match him. Yet, that couldn't be helped and she had to accept it for what it is. At least he didn't seem upset by it, not that he requested her to match him, so he really had no reason to be disappointed.

She drank almost three cups before she had her fill, indicating she was done. In which she nodded to his question and stood up after getting permission. Normally her head would be lowered and she would watch his feet. Though, with the collar in place, she couldn't do that, but she did try to at least keep her eyes lowered as they walked.

Once they were in the room with the portal, she hesitated again before stepping through. She didn't know too much about how portals worked, never having any real use for them since she can fly. The castle did have portals though so she knew of them, she just didn't trust them that much. Luckily, she came through on the other side just fine and realized they were not in the same room he had found her in.

Instead, they were in another dark room with many floating mirrors in a circle all leading to various areas of the castle. She was one of the rare fairies that can fly, where others could not so this room was mainly created for her father when he was King. No one really knew of this room, especially since some of the mirrors led to more personal rooms of the castle. Each mirror were framed with a dragon and all their eyes glowed when Demetri looked at them.

The mirrors had a visual of where each one would take them and one of them had a visual of the castle, indicating that it would take them to the outside entrance. The other mirror showed the various rooms, the kitchen, throne room, royal chambers and the outside court yard/gardens. There were a few others, but with all of them, he would notice that there were no people anywhere.

Yet, all the rooms and even the kitchen, appeared to be well taken care of. All the while, Asema stayed behind him, glancing at the mirrors every so often. There were two in particular that kept catching her eye, her fathers chambers and her own. She couldn't quite place why she felt so connected to those rooms, even the throne room kept teasing her. Yet, she said nothing and waited for him to chose where he'd like to go first.
 
Demetri could tell that she was dissapointed in herself for not being able to match, but that didn't really bother him. He thought that she looked beautiful just the way she was. He considered changing his shirt just so that she would match, but he didn't think that he needed to do that. He verbally told her how much he liked how she looked even as he gave her some more wine, and even as she was done he got up as well, though as they returned to the portal he smiled to her.

" You look just like I did the first time I went through it... don't worry, I have the key remember?"

He headed through but was VERY confused as to the fact that they weren;t in the same cage room. Just when he had thought that he was getting a handle on things, the magic of the castle threw him for another loop.

" What the heck room is this?"

He noticed that the mirrors were all framed by dragons and even as he saw the inlays he noticed how the eyes glowed.

" Do you have any idea why their eyes are glowing?"

He didn't know much about this world or how it's magic worked at all, so he proceeded cautiously. He saw the mirror with the entrance way and gasped, though smiled gently. If all this was his... well he very well may leave the previous world behind. That wasn't a decision that he would make rashly though.

He finally settled on the throne room... and heading to that mirror he stepped through. Looking back he motioned her to follow... he wasn't leaving her behind, and it was clear that he didn't want to be alone in this strange new place!
 
Asema was just as confused as he was with the room they entered. After he asked her about the eyes, she peeked over his shoulder as he moved forward and the dragon eye seemed to look directly at her. She couldn't tell if the dragon's eye color changed before of her, or the sound of his voice. Whatever the reason, it went from being golden to a light blue as he entered through the portal.

She half expected the dragon to close the portal on her considering she is a mere slave, though it watched her closely as she walked through.

"I think that room is meant for the King. The dragons glowing eyes might be what triggers the access of the portals. Perhaps not anyone can use them, at least that it seems to me."

She stayed close behind him as the portal closed behind them, dropping a golden ring onto the floor. She instantly went to pick it up for him and presented for him to take as she glanced around.

"This is not how I remember the throne room.... It used to be more open.... brighter... glass ceiling... and..."

The sight before her was almost too much and very overwhelming as very little was recognizable. The flashes in her dreams showed more portraits of the royal family along the walls, yet there is none on these walls. Her throne chair from the dream is gone from the platform that they stood on, only the Kings throne remained.

At first the room was dark and dusty, though the castle reacted to her being there and used the energy from her wings. She was too stunned to really notice that it was her cleaning up the room and letting the sunlight in. The water in the pools began to fill and flow, everything returning to it's former glory.

After a few moments of the room repairing itself, the glass orbs that framed the ceiling came to life. They showed every aspect of the kingdom as it is happening right now. The town center full of people at what appeared as a slave auction with a row of naked females bound to a stockades. Men were 'testing' a few females to please the crowd and get more coin from the reactions. It also looked as though a succubus creature is the one that is selling the females through her actions.


One showed the floating mountain that the castle was on, the chain bridges that lead into the town. Although the main chain was blocked so the mortals couldn't enter and dragon clouds flew all around the castle. From what he can tell from the other orbs is that it is evening time here and mid spring by all the blooming flowers. All in all, these orbs were for the royalty eyes only as a way to keep the peace among the kingdom. Although, neither of them knew this right now.


"I certainly do not recall the castle ever floating like that either!"

After she looked at the orb, Asema looked over the throne itself, as if examining it and lost in her own thoughts. She found some childhood carvings in the back and her fingers trailed over it as if trying to remember something. Meanwhile, one of the orbs focused in on some movement outside in the castle gardens.

There were other random forest creatures that only dreams could come up with. However, this one particular was the only humanoid within the castles boarders. In the orb, she was fully nude and appeared to be taking a bath in the falls. When she bent over to dive into the water, he would see a purple gemmed anal plug in her ass.

She acted as if she didn't notice anyone inside the castle, but she knew something wasn't right. Without any effort at all, she made a casual motion with her hand while her eyes flickered. All he would see is a white smokey trail leaving her finger tips and watch it fade. After a few moments, an image of a kitsune sat in the entrance doorway to the throne room. For now it remained quiet and just watched, waiting to see what these two were doing here.
 
Demetri could tell that she was just as confused as he was, and yet he could see that while the dragon's eyes glowed golden for him, the color certainly shifted when they saw her. He shrugged ever so slightly, not really having much of a frame of reference really, but while her wings activated the passive magics in the room, he in turn could also tell that the color of her wings was returning, which confirmed his theory that her well being was tied to this place.

Even as the room came to life though he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her in line with him and even as the room did light up he moved with her across the very opulent and beautiful room. As he did he looked to the gold ring... seemingly curious about it he shrugged slightly and seeing if it fit, he smiled slightly as it did perfectly onto his ring finger.

Seeing her remembering this place though he smirked as she said that about the castle floating.

" Well then we will still have some exploring to do, perhaps there are some histories showing what happened."

He didn't know about this place at all, though as he joined her he noticed the orbs showing the kingdom's life, and even as he did he smiled slightly though he pointed to the slave auctions.

" Well it looks like the kingdom's still doing well."

He mused, though even as he noticed the other orb sensing movement, he looked to it curiously. Seeing the nude woman he wasn't too shocked... though as she bent over he certainly took stoc of the purple gemmed plug which was firmly esconed within her ass.

" Look, there's someone still at the castle."

He remarked, though within a few minutes he noticed a newcomer at the doorway of the throne room. For some reason he didn't find anything threatening about it, so he instead kept looking to the one at the falls.

" Her eye's glowed, so I think she has magic."

He mused, though looking around he noticed an intricately woven deep red cloak of sorts positioned carefully to the left of the throne, and going to it he un-clasped it and tried it on, smiling as again, it fit perfectly.

" How do I look?"

He asked her curiously, striking a handsome pose with a smile on his lips.
 
A few objects did remain that would cause a flickering flashback, mostly the statues that she saw in the other orbs. Though he brought out of her thoughts as he pulled her close and moved around the room. She glad to see him happy like this, even more glad to find no real threat of them being here.

"I wonder why she is the only one here... Perhaps she has answers for us!"

She beamed a smile at the idea of being able to ask her million questions to someone. That is if they will talk with them at all. Asema did glance over at the kitsune, noticing it just staring at them. Then he spoke of the girl having magic, upon closer inspection, she saw how much the kitsune had the same colors as the girl.

For now, Asema didn't say anything as she looked at the other orbs, uncertain of how to feel about the auction happening. That could be her out there on that stage being humiliated for entertainment. Luckily that wasn't the case and she smiled with what he had said about it.

"Yes, it is good that the kingdom is thriving. And that cloak looks wonderful on you Daddy.."

Once she said Daddy this time and saw the cloak, more flashbacks hit her. The man that used to wear the cloak was faceless to her, yet it was so familiar that it hit her hard. Until she can understand it's meaning, she buried most of those emotions down.

The kitsune kept watching and seeing him put the cloak on, she sprang forward in front of them. It's nose lifted in the air to catch their scent and snarled a little at him. Asema had some familiarity to her, although it has been ages and she didn't recognize her right away.

"How did you enter here? None are permitted to enter these walls.... What is your purpose here?"

She had a very thick Irish accent as she snarled the questions. Her four tails were twitching wildly as she kept her guard up and ready to attack if he tried to reach for her. She couldn't see what was in the orbs, so she had no idea that they knew where her physical body is.

"The castle does not permit slave hunters on its grounds. You must leave here."

She wasn't about to let this mortal take over that easily, or worse yet, let him catch her so he can sell her off. Not that the castle would permit that either.
 
Demetri could tell that she was finding familiarity with this place, and was glad that she was at least remembering something from herself. He didn't want a mindless slave... the truth was he thought of her as much more of a partner, he a dom and she his willing sub more than anything else.

As she said that about answers though Demetri grinned and nodded, though as she looked to the auction, her 'fate' was safely with him, and even as he tried on the cloak he kept a cool eye on the strange being. He remembered from his childhood tales of multiple tailed creatures... kitsune's they were called he recalled.

Even as the questions were snarled, Demetri instinctively raised his hands, the hand with the golden ring on it though seemed to vibrate in response, and a glowing shield appeared around him, though he held onto Asema as well so she was included. He was about to answer her question when she barked an order, though he for a moment glanced more to the ring, even Asema could see that glowing runes had come to life.

" Please... I came through a portal that I have the key to... the first time, I met Asema here... the second time, it brought us here."

He didn't mention the room of mirrors as he himself wasn't sure exactly what the kitsune was here for... though he was looking quite in shock over the situation, he frowned when she called him a slave hunter.

" Hey! I am no slave hunter, I inherited a key that brought me here, and opened Asema's cage. She's no mere slave and we're just trying to figure out what happened here!"

He got his own back up, but the mere fact that the castle was protecting him... well that was something... and it clearly wasn't him, he was as shocked as anyone else!
 
She growled very deeply at both his words and seeing the ring reacting to him. Though, she did back down some when realizing that the castle has accepted him entrance. Very carefully she circled them to examine the slave that stood by his side. Something extremely familiar about her, the scent, her wings that hair it all brought back some memories.

"What cage? I know every inch of this castle and there are no cages. The castle destroyed them all when the humans betrayed it and the princess. The castle grew angry towards human kind."


She wasn't as snarly now, though kept her guard up just in case he was to make a move. Most of her focus was on Asema, despite how he kept between them and she hid behind his back. However, Asema didn't seem all that afraid of this creature, in fact she found great comfort in her presence. But, she kept silent as any good slave would and let her Master do the talking. Asema did however, notice that the claws on the beast were of the same red as her hair.

"Did you give her this ..... Asema name? Or is it the name she was born with?"

The kitsune did not answer his question just yet as to what happened here. Though, she did glance around the throne room as if seeing it for the first time since arriving here. Noticing the flow of fairy dust pouring off Asema's wings as the rest of the castle came to life. Still, she did not trust him, especially after seeing the collar on the girls neck, marking her as his slave.

"If she more than a mere slave, why does she wear your collar?"

She moved back a few feet and sat down on her haunches, it didn't take her much to finally realize who Asema really is. For as excited as she truly is on the inside, she kept her cool and kept her guard up.
 
Demetri had reached over to wrap his arm around Asema's waist, while also allowing her to tuck herself into his side. Even as she asked about the cage, Demetri looked to her with indignant eyes. After all she seemed to be calling him a liar, and he prided himself on not being as such.

" I could not tell you where it was exactly, it looked like a cave, and the cage was very large.
It was padded with pillows which allowed her to be comfortable, but once I discovered her and she recognized me as her master since I had the key to both her cage, the portal as well as her collar, I returned to my home."


As he looked to Asema he could tell that she wasn't afraid, though he did glance to the orb which showed the kitsune, he returned his gaze to this aparition as he shook his head honestly.

" I did not give her that name. She claimed her name was mine to give, so I chose Asema for her, mostly because I did not feel comfortable just calling her slave."

As she seemed to move back, Demetri relaxed himself and lowering his hand the glowing shield diminished as well. Though as she asked about the collar Demetri shrugged.

" Asema told me that in this world if she didn't have a collar, she could be taken by any man,
and since I didn't want that I agreed to put the collar on her. She's so shy about herself that I chose this collar, though it is comfortably padded to be comfortable on the inside."


He moved back to the throne though and settled himself down, beckoning Asema to come with him he had her sit on his lap though he motioned to the orb with her real self there.

" If we're going to talk more, you might as well come inside... I am not going anywhere, and besides, I have a feeling Asema would like to ask some questions of you herself."

He wasn't threatening her, he was more offering her the chance to join them in more than some form of phantasmal way. It was up to her after all. The whole ' The castle grew angry' didn't make much sense, but clearly the castle had afforded him recognition and he was going to use it.
 
The kitsune kept her eyes on him, watching for any signs at all for lies. Yet, his aura kept true and his tone of voice never faltered. Even if it have a slight 'how dare' tone hinting at her. She watched as he made himself at home on the throne and she studied everything about him. Though when he pointed towards the orbs, she started at it blankly, having no idea what he wanted her to see.

"My apologies, I do not see what the orbs see, they only show visions to the royalty ... Or so I have been told. I have also been to the catacombs a million times and never saw such room as you describe. But, I have no choice, for now, to believe you."

She sighed after turning her attention back to him, seeing and hearing the princess act in such a manner made her furious. Sadly, there isn't much she can do about it and some ease did come with her arrival.

"I guess all that matters is that she has finally returned.... I am her servant... and protector... Myreia"

As she turned to face them and in her kitsune form, bowed towards them. In the process of her bowing to them, the kitsune became more solid and the girl from the pond disappeared from the orbs sight.


"Her birth given name is Kyreena.... She is the missing princess. The humans made her disappear, even the castle couldn't find where she hid."


She frowned as she eventually shifted into the elf they saw in the orb and she remained naked. She did keep one tail out with her fox ears as it is the form she feels most comfortable in.

"And it also appears the humans have damaged her memories... The things she has told you are true. However, not just anyone can take her.... You must be very special if the castle has accepted you to claim her."
 
He had no real reason to lie, and considering that as she had said the castle had shut out all humans since the disappearance of the princess, since he was here of course that meant the castle had granted him permission, knowing he had claimed Asema. As she apologized though he shook his head, though smiled kindly.

" Don't apologize... I do not know how all this works, this is very new to me, I am working to understand everything that's going on."

He nodded towards the livening of the castle, indicating the way things were coming back to life.

" The castle certainly recognizes that she has returned, it is a pleasure to meet you Myreia."

He noticed that the woman from the pond dissapeared and appeared then before them, though since she remained naked it made him curious as to whether in this realm nudity was more... normal than clothing. As the kitsune explained what had happened, he nodded slightly.

" She certainly did not know much, but I have tried to keep her safe since coming across her... haven't I."

He of course referred to Asema though, and asked curiously.

" Which would you prefer? Kyreena? or Asema?"

He had her sitting on his lap and had his arm wrapped around her waist. He did stroke her smooth belly through her outfit, but he didn't do anything else right then, his lovely 'slave' had had a orgasmic morning as it was! Something occured to him though.

" I am curious then... if you are Asema's servant and she now serves me... does that mean that you serve me as well?"

After all he didn't know how things worked here, so he was more curious than anything else!
 
Myreia looked at him curiously and confused by his words. She wouldn't know if he is from this world or not, so to her, he should at the very least know the stories. Still, it shocked her when he asked his last question and she blushed deeply. Though, she waited for a moment or two before speaking again, allowing Asema to answer first.

Asema was still in shock to find that she is the princess of this place. Although, it did explain quite a few things. His question to her snapped her attention back to reality and she honestly didn't know what to think. What does it mean to be a princess and a slave to someone? Would people look to her, or to him? So many more questions and never enough answers.

"I-I am not that same person anymore... At least not right now.. I think I will keep Asema... for now... If you do not mind Master."

After she spoke, she rested her head against his chest and tried to not over think all this information. She was perfectly content with where she sat and seriously enjoyed his caressing. Thinking about all this did give her stress, though his touch and his steady breathing seemed to keep her grounded.

Myreia was really shocked that the princess wouldn't reclaim her birth name and almost spoke up to protest. Yet, she had to accept things for what they were and it is clear to her that the princess had been brainwashed somehow. Something she will have to try and fix later. Until then, she is too focused on why the castle chose this particular man.

"To answer your question...... yes, I am to obey you as well... Master..."


She did growl a little in her tone, especially when calling him Master. Though, who can blame her, she has been alone in this castle for quite sometime and is very used to her freedom. Myreia certainly didn't like the idea of being tamed and turned into some pet for entertainment. That look in her eyes told him as much, yet at least she knew the castle would not allow her to be sold off. That might be her only saving grace for peaceful thoughts towards the idea.

"As to how this works... Since the castle as accepted you and the orbs show you visions. You must be from a royal bloodline that used to rule these lands, which I guess... Now makes you the ruler here. Your choices will be granted through the castle, you may even change the design if you desire. The realm is to follow your ruling.. If you have any questions, I will be happy to answer them for you both."
 
Demetri could tell that he had confused the kitsune with his question, but he had already pointed out that he wasn't from this place, and as such it would make sense that he would want to learn more and more about this place and how things were supposed to be run. Her deep blush told him the answer before he ever spoke it, but his attention was equally divided with Asema.

As she explained about her current self, he nodded to her and gently smiled, though responded openly.

" You know that I would not cause you to keep any name that you did want, Asema is my name for you, and is yours so long as you want it."

He smiled as she leaned into him and just relaxed. He could tell that she was overwhelmed by everything that she had learned, but he was more curious about the orbs, the castle as well as on his own 'side' of things to find out why the castle had chosen him as well. As Myreia answered his question, he could hear the growl in her voice though he sighed slightly.

" Well that is good to know, I will then order you to continue your duties as you were before to my Asema here... to care for her as her servant, as well as to protect her as her protector."

As she explained about him more than likely having royal blood within this realm, he couldn't fathom it, but he hadn't really spent much time in his realms manor in the library, so he would more than likely return there in the upcoming days to try and discover more about his lineage. As she said that she would answer any further questions for them though, he looked to Asema and smiled softly.

" Go on, ask her... I can see your eyes are brimming with questions, and I wouldn't deny you the truth of this."

He was a good man, and even if it did threaten the hold on his control of her, Demetri was convinced that she deserved to know the truth of it all, and as such he opened the floor to her, though he kept her grounded with his stroking, he remaining quite calm despite these incredibly strange circumstances. He had no intentions of selling Myreia, if anything, he was quite interested in the kitsune, though he would keep his questions for now... rather letting Asema broach her own understandings for herself!
 
Asema smiled when giving her the choice on what name to use.For the moment, she didn't respond right away to let him finish speaking. She had seen Myreia light up a bit when he gave his request, her cute ears perked up and clearly relieved that he wanted to keep her around. After a taking that moment to consider things, she finally sat up and looked at each of the orbs. Most of the areas brought back some childhood memories, but nothing that lead up to her disappearance.

"I would like to think about my name more Daddy... I wouldn't mind keeping my birth name.. Kyreena... But I did allow you to give me a name as well. I honor both names."

She glanced towards the orb that showed the center of town and noticed that the auction had paused. Every one in the town turned to look in the direction of the castle and another orb showed one of the dragons circling. The orbs gave no sounds, though to her it appeared as if the dragons were announcing her return.

"I Just wish to know what happened to me. How long have I been.... gone? If I am truly the princess, then how was it that I could disappear like that? Why didn't the guards do anything to stop..... things from happening?"

She started to get worked up as the questions just tumbled out before she caught herself and took a deep breathe. Although, before she could speak again, she noticed the sad expression Myreia carried and instantly regretted asking anything.

Myreia wasn't too certain of where to begin, but she figured he needed to learn everything as well. With that, she started from her childhood to give them both an idea of how caring her father used to be. The father already had her marriage arranged from birth, finding the perfect partner for his daughter. Myreia pointed to one of the few portraits on the wall and the man had the same general features as Demetri.

"The princess has been missing for almost...... ummm... two hundred years? I think that's right. One kind of loses track of time when alone for so long. I can't be exactly certain of how long though. As for what happened...."

Her ears lowered and she looked down towards his feet, not really wishing to give such a horrible answer. However, she did say they can ask her any question.

"The humans tricked the king with friendship... Eventually Killed him.. The leader of the humans claimed the castle, claimed you as his bride. There wasn't anything anyone could do to protect you. The wedding night never happened because you disappeared sometime during the night. We were all told you fell ill, but then rumors spread that you were gone."

Myreia sighed as she finally looked up to get a real good look at her Mistress, leaving no doubts that it is really her. She proceeded to tell them how the castle grew angry after her disappearance. It used magic to push everyone out, including the human that took over, and sealed its doors shut.

They all knew that the princess had to be near though because the castle remained. Their searching failed at every turn, even Myreia searching through the castle itself failed. After a while the searching had stopped and life went on as it should... up until now that is.

"If you were inside the castle, it would have shown me where you hid. No one knows what that human did to you though. Whatever it was, he found some powerful magic to keep you hidden."
 
Demetri could see that Myreia was relieved when he gave such an order, and yet as Asema sat up more to consider the orbs as well as herself, he gave an easy nod to his head to her words. He had already said that he would support either of her decisions, so he didn't really see the point in re-iterating himself. He did shift her into the center of his lap so that she could relax back into him even as his other hand joined the first, gently rubbing and caressing her stomach, hips and thighs as he let her explore her past.

Feeling how tense and upset she was getting Demetri gently leaned down and kissed her neck soothingly, though he didn't do much else for now. As Myreia explained about the past though he frowned as Myreia pointed out a portrait of what appeared to be someone who certainly had Demetri's features, though he didn't understand, if the man had killed the previous king and had arranged to take over, why he would have hidden her away... it didn't make sense to him... but then again this whole place didn't really make much sense.

As she explained about the castle ejecting everyone and shutting itself down, he thought of something, though he wasn't sure whether to ask it or not. For now he remained mostly quiet, though he was certainly doing a lot to keep his lovely slave and princess calm. He hadn't really treated her too much as a slave to begin with, it was more her expectations which he had fulfilled but he WAS a strong caring human man... though unbeknownst to him he wasn't fully human, he would discover that with time.

As Asema was asking her questions though he softly pet and stroked her, letting her feel that he was there for her even as he moved his kisses up to her elongated ear, whispering that no matter what she would be his and he would support her, letting her know that she didn't have to go through this all on her own. He had a feeling that such was important to her and would help her through this!
 
Myreia studied the two of them closely, a little jealous of their interaction considering she hasn't felt the human touch in what seemed forever. Still, she wasn't ready for that touch and shook her head lightly to push that jealously to the side. However, it did make her happy to see that he is able to keep the princess relaxed.

Though, His frown when looking at the portrait made her wonder about the expression. Her eyes flickered for a second as she focused on him. Without prying to much, Myreia read him some more and realized her mistake. She didn't go too deep for it isn't her place to dig into others thoughts, though it was just enough to understand his expression. Silently she scolded herself for not making things clearer, though she was rambling too which didn't help.

"My apologies Master.... He is not the one that betrayed the castle, he was the one that Kyreena was arranged to marry."

Then she pointed to another portrait on another wall.

"That is the one that betrayed the castle. However, I can not say for certain which one made her disappear. They were both here that day and both were fighting over who will claim her. It is very possible the one that looks like you is the one that hid her. To protect her... At least it is what I like to think.. There are other stories however. Yet, the truth is unknown and no proof has been found."

Myreia looked over both portraits and shivered slightly when looking at the barbarian. Too many memories of those days and not a one she enjoyed, things she had forgotten about over time. Then she smiled brightly and turned her attention back towards them and her tail twitched as an idea came to her.

"They are both long gone from this world now thankfully... Anyway, I can.. With your permission Master... try and find out how her memories have been tampered with. Perhaps even fix them It will take a little bit of time and work considering I haven't used that spell in a long time. If we do this.. It is easier if she is laying down."

Myreia sat there patiently and waited for their answers. Asema had been listening this whole time in silence, absorbing all this information and not a single single made sense to her. None of what she said is how she remembered it all and the thing that stunned her the most is learning how long it has been. It is no wonder so much of the castle has changed.

"I-I would like for you to try... Everything is so confusing to me and it hurts to remember any detail. People of my dreams are faceless."

Asema looked at him and smiled, savoring all the comfort he had to offer.

"If it is alright with you Daddy. After all you are still my Master and have a say in this too. No matter what though, I do not wish to lose what we have here.. I like being your little girl."
 
Demetri was much more perceptive than perhaps the kitsune gave him credit for, and as such he did pick up the hint of jealousy from her, of course she didn't want to think about such things considering the state of how she had been alone for so long. As she seemed to appreciate that he was going to keep her around, he had simply figured it would be best to have one more used to how the castle and everything with this realm worked.

As she said that the artwork of one of Demetri's ancestors hadn't been the traitor but rather the one who had been arranged to marry and mate Kyreena, he nodded slightly, though as she pointed to another portrait, Demetri was stroking and keeping Kyreena which was certainly something to be appreciated. Even as he noticed her tail twitch, when she spoke of an idea he took stock of the movement for reference.

Demetri looked to Asema though and nodded slightly, though he was concerned. After all what if his ancestor WAS the one who hid her away and what IF it hadn't been for good reasons? He wasn't his ancestor, but he was sure such a thing could certainly adjust Asema's perception of him. As she pointed out that he was still her master, he shook his head.

" I would not deny you the truth, no matter what it would be. I certainly do hope though that we do not lose what we share... I don't think I would be willing to give up both my little girl not to mention my willing cum slut."

He was gently teasing her with that, though he softly leaned down and kissed her shoulder before he whispered.

" Let's find a comfortable spot for you... I will stay with you throughout this... I am a part of your life now, and I will not abandon you."

He was a stand up guy at least... he wasn't going to deny her those memories, and if Myreia could get them back, well then so be it.
 
Kyreena smiled while listening to what he had to say and she certainly did appreciate the caressing. She was pretty frightened of this whole idea and yet it would hopefully clear up some things. At the very least it'll help her discover what she used to be like, despite that idea scaring her too. She didn't want to change, although she'll figure that when that time comes.

She started to stand up without speaking another word when Myreia stood up first and came up to them both. With a soft smile, she reach for their hands and held onto them as her eyes flickered and her tail glowed softly. After a few seconds, they faded from the throne room and reappeared in the Kings chamber. It did affect Myreia for a moment as she regained her footing. Porting isn't a problem for her in general, though it took extra effort to port an extra two people.

"I would have taken us to your room Mistress, however, I think the energy that fills this room would be more beneficial for us. These walls tend to talk a lot when you listen."

Myreia grinned as she led Kyreena to the bed and helped her get comfortable and glanced over at Demetri with curious look. For a human he wasn't too bad to look at and his aura didn't give her the bad vibes, overall, she can almost see why Kyreena liked him.

"As for you Master, sit here on the edge of the bed, keep holding her hand and do not let go of it. I also need silence too."

Without any more hesitation, she climbed onto the bed and straddled over Kyreena as lovers would, following through with a soft kiss. Kyreena was stunned at first, uncertain of what to do, though the kitsune started to have a faint glow to her fur. Shortly afterwards, Kyreena fell unconscious and drifted into the dreamworld. Myreia didn't stop kissing her though and as her tail moved about, he could see the amethyst anal plug much clearer now.

Once she opened up the gateway into the dream, Myreia placed her hand on both of theirs and transferred some of the energy towards him. Both Myreia and Demetri were like flies on a wall just watching and observing the dreams. Typically Myreia would do this without the third person, but he is the new Master now and had every right to know the truth as well.

The dreams started out like her typical dreams as a slave, though they both can tell that the dreams have been altered. Myreia couldn't tell exactly how just yet, though the dreams were choppy and even to her made no sense. Before it went any further, Myreia started to clear up the fog and started out simple with the childhood dreams. Once those dreams became clear and nothing more was altered, Myreia moved things forwards, repairing all the alterations that were made.

Dreams turned into more recent memories.... Well, recent to the point of her disappearance. The energy in the room changed and it felt angry as the dreams became clearer. The faceless grew features of those she used to know, seeing her father arguing with Demetri's ancestor. Words were still unclear, though a few came clear enough to make it known they were talking about Kyreen. Whatever they were speaking about, it had her father very upset.

That scene faded to the day of her fathers death, Kyreen didn't know all the details of his death only what was seen after the servants had cleaned up the mess. The last thing that was shown is her sitting in her room preparing for bed and next they knew, Kyreen screamed out as his ancestor came closer to her. Shortly after he grabbed her, the dream faded and nothing but darkness took over.

Myreia had to slowly break the connection otherwise it would have hurt all three of them. Eventually, she pulled back from the kiss and sat up gasping for air as her solid purple eyes returned to normal. She was very exhausted and her color had faded much like Kyreen's did earlier.

"She.... Mistress.. needs to rest now.. But that is the best I can do... for now at least.. I hope it helped a little Master."

Myreia crawled off Kyreena and proceeded to cover her up with the blanket and laid down at the foot of the bed.
 
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