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She shouldn’t have said it. Shouldn’t have pushed and aimed for the cracks in her father’s armour. She’d regretted it the moment it left her lips, eyes wide in horror and heart wedged in her throat. She felt terrible for hitting Lucifer where it hurt. More than that, she felt scared, the flame and brimstone in Lucifer’s eyes only ever flaring in his deepest of rage.
‘YOU’RE THE REASON SHE LEFT US!’
She shouldn’t have said it. Why would she say that?
She’d been frustrated, but that wasn’t enough. He wouldn’t accept that as an excuse.
“Dad, I’m-”
Lucifer turned towards her, his eyes aglow with a terrifying fiery red. There was tension among the staff, imps with tails that curled around themselves, shivering as a chill crept in the air.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t-”
Lucifer stepped forward and Charlie staggered back, her pulse drumming in her ears as every eye in the room turned to her.
“I didn’t mean it,” she tried, but the devil wasn’t known for his forgiveness.
A smile stretched across Lucifer’s face, sharp and tense with poorly hidden rage.
“Oh, Charlie,” Lucifer started, his voice dripping with the sort of affection that could make even a demon’s blood run cold. “I thought I taught you better than to lie to me.”
He moved forward at her so swiftly, effortless in his advance, and Charlie’s body and mind screamed in unison; ‘RUN’.
Charlie turned on a dime and ran for her life, the swipe of Lucifer’s claws raked through the ends of her hair and sent a tremor up her spine. Too close. Too fast. Her heels clacked against marble floors as she took down the cold corridors. Past pictures of a once happy family smiling down at her in near mockery. If she could make it to the front door, if she could break free, maybe then-
Maybe she could save herself from this life too.
Somewhere from the belly of the castle, a howl broke the silence, imps scattering and slipping away into various rooms. If they could hide from him, surely she could too. She skidded to a stop at a door that just slammed shut, hands on the handle. She tried to twist it but it wouldn’t budge an inch, the fear in her chest taking up too much room for her to breathe. Down the hall, she could hear the click of nails, growing ever closer. She couldn’t stop. There was no safety to be found here. Not for her.
Charlie took off again, running down halls that she thought she knew so well. But when she turned a corner, the corridors only seemed to stretch further. Pathways she’d never seen before opened up. Rooms that refused to budge. Pictures twisted, changed as the smiles on their faces fell with every one that passed. Lilith faded and soon it was just them. Just Charlie, with hands on her shoulders like shackles. She turned another corner, but it was no use. Somehow, she’d found herself at a dead end that shouldn’t exist.
Lucifer’s face loomed above, the king sat in his throne as Charlie knelt at his side, their eyes searing through her soul.
“Chaaarrliiieee~” A voice sang out, stealing the breath from her lungs as she turned to face the beast.
From so far, he appeared like a vision, the light hallowed around his form shrouding him in darkness as his shadow crept along the floor, bold and inky black laid out at her feet. Charlie backed up, pressed to the edge of the pictureframe as she broke with a sob.
“Dad, please don’t-”
She wasn’t given a chance, the beast breaking into a run as she screamed. Desperate, she grabbed for another door, the handle twisting and the barrier giving way, but not nearly fast enough before something sharp ensnared her by the ankle, the beast biting down and pulling her away.
Charlie hit the ground with a shout of pain, dragged away from the open door as she clawed and screamed. Eyes peered back at her in the doorway, a mixture of fear and concern in the faces of imps she’d known since she was a child. Demons who cared for her. Kept her company. Fed and clothed her and listened to her woes. She reached out her hand and begged with a sob; “please! Help me!”
There was a stir within. Tension and shifting, shying away from the scene. One stepped forward and Charlie felt the warm flicker of hope bloom in her heart, only for it to shrivel and die like a knife in the back when the imp closed the door with the click of a lock.
Tears spilled down her cheeks, her hand still outstretched. Still searching for help that would never come. Weight pushed down between her shoulderblades, pinning Charlie down as she felt heat creep along the side of her neck, the voice that spoke rumbled with a growl.
“Oh, Charlie, they know you deserve this. And so do you.”
Charlie grit her teeth, her hand clenched into a fist before she threw her elbow back, hitting the beast in his maw and knocking his weight off of her.
“Get! OFF ME!” She snarled back, twisting and flipping over so she could sit up.
Before her with fur as brilliant blond as her own and eyes glowing ruby red was a wolf, terrifyingly massive in size as a long tongue lapped along jagged teeth.
“That wasn’t very smart, now was it, Char-char?” The wolf laughed, padding closer as Charlie inched herself back, her bout of confidence wavering.
“Dad, STOP!” she tried, but he wouldn’t, and there was nowhere else to go.
Lucifer lunged and Charlie kicked out, screaming when his teeth clamped down on her ankle again. He broke through skin, blood oozing as his fangs sunk in deep, and Charlie kicked out with the other. A boot to his forehead did nothing, and Lucifer only twisted the ankle in his maw, sending red hot pain through her leg.
In her hand, Charlie materialised her triumphant trident, the weapon raised and held in a desperate attempt to protect herself, but it was all too easy for Lucifer to rob her of that too. He let her go and leapt out of the way as she thrust it at him, the wolf graceful and quick on his feet before he caught that in his jaw too and tore it from her grasp.
“NO!” she screamed, hand reaching out as Lucifer tossed her lifeline away. Charlie fell forward, crawling for her only sliver of hope, but teeth clamped in her long golden hair and pulled her head back until her scalp burned with pain.
“Dad, please! I’m sorry!” She pleaded, still kicking and bucking, trying whatever she could to break away.
The bands in her hair snapped one by one, drool and teeth defiling her locks as they strained with tension. Claws tore through her clothes and dug deep into her flesh until it broke the skin. The cuts stung, hot blood soaking her shirt and jacket as she thrashed.
The pull to her hair eased, her eyes snapped towards her weapon as her fingers grazed the golden metal, painfully close. It shifted under her fingertips, scrapped along marble as Charlie stretched closer.
Before her hand could wrap around it, Charlie froze up as Lucifer’s jaws locked around her nape, dog teeth dug into vulnerable flesh with a growl she could feel vibrate along her spine. He bit down slow until Charlie could feel the blood weep, tears spilling down her face in unison.
He wouldn’t, would he?
The pressure grew tighter, threatening to tear her apart, and Charlie’s heart sank as her fingertips dropped from the hilt of her weapon. The trident disappeared with a weak flash of light, the princess losing all fight in her body as her voice broke with a sob.
“I’m- I’m s-sorry, dad.”
The fangs in her neck eased up, pulling away from her skin and allowing the blood to roll down her throat and drip to the floor.
Lucifer’s muzzle nudged her cheek, a hot wet tongue lapped along her cheek and clearing away the tears that were smeared there.
“What was that?” The wolf spoke, and Charlie squeezed her eyes shut, her voice shaking just as much as her body.
“I’m sorry,” she tried again, her voice weak and whispered. “I’ll- I’ll be good… daddy.”
A pleased sound rumbled in the wolf’s chest, broken up like laughter as Charlie felt teeth trace along her hot cheek.
“That’s my girl.”
That slimy tongue lapped at her cheek again and a shiver of disgust rippled through her body That defiance of flesh earned Charlie her sickening punishment. The wolf’s tongue flicked across her lips and instinctively Charlie pursed them shut, sealing them tight as Lucifer licked the seal. A growl resonated from the wolf’s chest, nails sunk into the wound in her back in warning, and Charlie whimpered before she forced her lips to part.
The tongue delved in deep, sliding over her tongue and straight down the back of her throat until she choked on it. She convulsed and scrapped her nails over stone, but fighting back would only earn her worse. So she fought through it, breathing shakily through her nose as the slick hot tongue slithered in the deepest reaches. She swallowed around it, gulping thick hot drool down to her stomach as fangs pressed to her lips. Lucifer’s maw opened wider, the tips of sharp fangs nipping at her skin as the tongue slid back, the sensation along her own tongue flaring up her gag reflex. She choked, face pinched in discomfort. To make it worse, Lucifer’s tongue writhed over hers, lapping along her cheeks and tracing every blunt tooth. Another growl sounded in disapproval, her weak surrender apparently not nearly enough.
Tentatively, Charlie forced her tongue to meet his, touching the hot slime that made her skin crawl. His tongue withdrew and Charlie reluctantly followed, sick to her stomach as she shyly licked along jagged teeth. There was a sharp taste of metal on her tongue, her blood still stained on every tooth, and Lucifer growled that mocking laugh as Charlie’s face twisted with disgust. His canines were razor sharp, reminding her how easy it was for Lucifer to tear her apart.
She licked along the razor fangs, trying her best to satisfy his depravity, and she jolted when his tongue lapped along hers once again. A parting gift before Lucifer pulled away, panting happily as Charlie let her head fall back down, cheek pressed to the floor as she eyed him wearily. If she was lucky, he would be satisfied with just that.
But when had she ever been lucky?
“I miss her too,” Lucifer started, and Charlie hated the way that made her chest ache. “I know it hurts, baby. It wasn’t fair for her to leave us here.”
For a fleeting moment, Charlie could almost delude herself into thinking it would be okay. A hope that was dashed when a paw pressed down on the side of her head, pushing down until it felt like her skull would break. Her vision dulled, a headache sharp like a blade driven into the back of her head as she clenched her teeth and forced still her tongue.
“But it’s not an excuse.”
Lucifer let up and Charlie’s head spun, lightheaded at the sudden drop of pressure before he nudged his nose under Charlie’s shoulder and forced her to flip on her back. She groaned and pressed her hands to the floor, intent on pushing herself up before Lucifer stepped over her and forced her to stay down. His body completely blotted out the light, caging her in as those glowing red eyes glared down at her.
“Mommy left me too, baby,” the wolf spoke, a jagged smile splitting across his maw. “Daddy’s been real lonely. But you’re such a good girl, aren’t you, Char-char?” He cocked his head, his smile wicked. “You want to make it up to daddy, don’t you?”
Charlie cringed into herself, feeling small and weak trapped under the beast. She knew where this was going. Knew how far his depravity stretched. This was Hell, and in Hell… there were no limits. Especially for the King of Hell himself.
She wanted to scream ‘no’. Deny him and kick and run and find the deepest pit of Hell where even Lucifer couldn’t find her. But he would. He always would. There was no point in fighting the inevitable, and Charlie’s hand reached for the throbbing pain in her neck. Her blood was tacky against her fingertips, the punctures deep and raw. He could do so much worse.
Charlie sniffed and dipped her head, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Yes, daddy…”
“Atta girl!” Lucifer chirped, his joy only twisting her belly with sick dread.
He stepped over her, an ocean of blond fur filling her vision, only broken by the bright red of Lucifer’s wolf cock. Bile rose in her throat, but there was no getting out of this. This was her Hell.
With a wobble to her chin, Charlie raised a shaking hand to her father’s cock, his flesh hot against her hand. She fought every instinct in her body to pull away, forcing her hand to wrap around the thick appendage and hold it still. She could feel Lucifer’s pulse, heartbeat skipping fast as salty pre beaded at the head. She couldn’t stand to see it, so Charlie squeezed her eyes shut and tried to think of something else.
Past boyfriends. Celebrity crushes. Even just a passing face on the street. Anyone else so she didn’t have to picture that smile on her father’s face. But try as she might, it was no use. All her mind’s eye could see were those glowing red eyes and his toothy smile.
Charlie swallowed, shuttering at the thick slime left behind from Lucifer’s tongue before she brought his cock to her lips. As soon as her mouth parted, Lucifer thrust his hips forward, his underbelly brushed along her forehead as his cock hit the back of her throat. She choked instantly, her hand forced down to the base, pressed to his balls as her other grabbed at the fur above. She jerked and gagged around his cock, gasping for a lungful of air when he mercifully pulled back, drool dripped down from her gaping mouth before he shoved it back in.
Above her, Lucifer chuffed and groaned with happy bliss while his daughter’s legs kicked and her throat convulsed, coughing and hacking at every chance she could get. Tears streamed down her face as her throat burned, uncomfortable as his salty cock rubbed along her tongue. He was too thick and far too long, filling her mouth to the brim until her jaw ached painfully. She could feel her throat bulge with every thrust in, sliding down until she couldn’t breathe, and Lucifer didn’t care in the slightest. Her struggle only seemed to fire him up, pushing deeper and deeper still with every thrust forward, until her face was pressed up against his underbelly. She couldn’t die, not like this, but the burning in her chest sure made it feel like she was.
There wasn’t much more that she could do but take it. Her hand let go of his cock, fisting his belly fur instead as he fucked her face, drool and snot and tears smeared as fur tickled her face. She felt hot and messy, her vision fizzed out with fuzzy darkness as he pushed deep down her throat. This time, he didn’t pull back out, pressed down with his furry balls against her chin, and Charlie’s eyes rolled back as her lungs screamed for air. She pulled at his fur and pressed up, feet kicking and body jerking as fire raced through her nerves. And when Lucifer finally pulled out, Charlie fell to her side and barely managed to catch herself. Body twisted, she bowed her head as her hair fell limp around her, messy and unruly as she coughed and wheezed, drool dripping from her open mouth.
Lucifer moved from above her, chuckling deep with that chilling growl, and Charlie lifted her head enough to spare a glimpse back.
The wolf lunged and Charlie screamed, her chest hitting the stone as she was pinned down flat on her belly again. Teeth gripped at her clothes and pulled hard, the tear of fabric echoed with her heart. Bit by bit, he stripped her down, tearing apart what pride Charlie had left. Bleeding and naked, Charlie was hardly the image of the princess of Hell she should be. The picture that loomed above shifted once more, the light in her eyes faded into empty pools as she laid her head in her father’s lap, a collar around her naked throat with a chain that led to Lucifer’s hands. There was no going back to the family they once were.
Stripped to nothing, Charlie tensed as she felt that slimy hot tongue lap along her cunt lips. One long lick and laughter that rang clear in her head. Laughter she once adored. Lucifer stepped over her once again, fur pressed against the open wounds in her back, making them sting and her skin to crawl. Wolf paws clamped around her hips, lifting her ass and forcing his daughter onto her knees. Face pressed to the cold floor, Charlie openly cried as she felt the heat of his cock slide against her lips. He bucked and ground his cock along her warmth, teeth snapping against her ear in frustration, and Charlie knew what he wanted. What she had no choice but to give him.
She sobbed and reached down underneath herself, trembling fingers pressed to the head of her father’s cock. The wolf growled and Charlie pushed up in response, directing his cock to her empty warmth. Another harsh thrust and Charlie gasped, her cunt split open painfully around his thick meat. She bit her lip and whimpered while Lucifer sighed above her, happy as he sunk his cock deep inside his daughter’s pussy. He panted and drooled, hot and slimy as it smeared against her cheek. He rocked his hips forward and pushed inch after agonising inch inside, paws locked against her hips to hold her still. Her hand fell back to marble, clawing for something to cling onto, but there was nothing. Nothing to hold onto through the worst of it. Her nails only scraped as Lucifer snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.
Charlie felt like she was splitting apart, impossibly full as he stretched her wide. She could taste blood in her mouth, teeth clamped down too hard on her lip to keep herself silent. Apparently that wasn’t enough, Lucifer’s tongue lapped against the corner of her lips as he delighted in her agony. She knew better than to deny her father.
Charlie turned her head again and parted her lips, pain etched on her face as his tongue pushed in once again. He lapped inside and ran his tongue along every tooth, defiling every piece he could reach as he began to thrust. He wasn’t kind or slow, fucking her brutally against unforgiving stone.
There were skittering footsteps around them, whispered voices of staff members. Watching but unwilling to help. Their prying eyes brought a new wave of humiliation, tears pooling on marble as every thrust rubbed her cheek through them. Her pussy quivered, tight and hot around his girth. His tongue pushed down her throat as his cock slammed in against her deepest parts, blistering hot pain fanning the flames of humiliation. Every whisper was a reminder. Everyone knew what she’d done. What she’d let her father do. And even if she did break free, she’d never escape the whispers.
Lucifer’s hips hit her ass painfully hard, the base of his cock growing thicker and thicker with every thrust, and Charlie’s eyes snapped open with the horror of realisation. She tried to scream around Lucifer’s tongue. Cry out and beg him to stop, but Lucifer only dug in deeper. His nails bit into the flesh of her hips, his tongue twisting in her throat thick and slimy and robbing her of her voice. Over and over he slammed inside, her pussy stretched painfully wide until she felt the sting of split skin, blood oozing around his knot and adding hot lubrication. Every thrust hurt more than the last, the developing knot catching on her battered entrance until it was far too thick.
Lucifer’s tongue slipped from her mouth and Charlie heaved a sob, screaming, “DAD! PLEASE! IT HURTS!”
“I know,” Lucifer whispered against her cheek, teeth grazing against her skin. “Just like you hurt me.”
“I’m sorry,” Charlie pleaded, legs shaking and nails digging into stone until it cracked under the pressure. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please, daddy, don’t.”
“It’s okay, Char~” Lucifer promised, pulling back. “Daddy still loves you.”
Lucifer slammed back in, his knot swollen impossibly large, and Charlie gave a strangled scream as Lucifer forced it through. Bit by bit, he pushed in deeper, stretching Charlie’s cunt until her vision burned white. Deeper and deeper, splitting her open until it popped right in.
Her cunt tightened around the base, sealing his knot inside as he came with a chilling howl, Lucifer’s head lifted away from her face as he pressed his hips hard against her ass. Searing hot cum poured deep inside her, filling her belly with the seed of the beast. It was uncomfortably warm, his cock pulsing as rope after rope spilled inside her. With her cunt sealed so tight, Charlie could feel it fill her to the brim, far more than anyone else had before. Lucifer humped her, pushing more and more until her stomach cramped. It never seemed to end, filling her up as she sobbed and shivered, desperate for it to just end.
And when it did, there was no relief. She was still stuck on his cock painfully full. Lucifer laid over her, huffing happily as Charlie burned up under him. She couldn’t move without tugging at his cock and causing a new wave of pain, whimpering as she waited it out. It was easier to hear the voices now. Whispers and faraway clack of feet, keeping their distance.
It took too long for Lucifer’s cock to deflate, popping out with a sickeningly wet sound, and Charlie cringed when she felt cum ooze from her aching pussy. It dribbled down her lips and pooled on the floor, and once Charlie was free from her father’s shadow, she started to curl into herself.
She heard the clack of wolf claws moving around her and Charlie didn’t dare reopen her eyes until she felt a hot stream of water hit her thigh.
Her eyes snapped open with a gasp, horrified as she rolled back over and tried to kick away, but a growl was all the warning she needed to keep still.
With one leg lifted, the wolf pissed up along her thighs, the scent of urine disgustingly strong. His piss was as hot as his cum, but far messier as it hit her legs and sprayed out. He drenched her legs with his hot stream, up along her mound and over her trembling belly. It felt like boiling water poured over her skin, but the scent was so shockingly strong she could almost taste it. The shame in her belly grew tighter, legs clamped shut even as cum continued to dribble out of her cunt, mixing with the piss Charlie was sitting in. Lucifer’s tongue lulled out of his mouth, the glow in his eyes faded into his usual yellow and red. The stream flicked higher along her stomach, uncomfortably hot as Charlie forced herself to keep still, embarrassed as she felt eyes watching her.
It slowed and piddled out, Lucifer groaning in bliss as he lowered his leg.
“There!” he chirped, blissfully happy as Charlie’s stomach rolled with disgust. “Now there’s no denying who you belong to.”
Charlie cringed into herself, her skin crawling as the sticky warmth of her father’s cum and piss, face blazing red with burning shame. She didn’t want anyone to see her like this. She didn’t want anyone to know!
The beast shifted in front of her, shrunk down and morphed into a clean and collected man. Her father smiled down at her lovingly as he stepped closer, and Charlie trembled as she struggled not to back away.
Lucifer crouched down and cupped her face, smiling warm as his thumbs swept the tears from under her eyes.
“You know you deserved that, don’t you?”
Charlie’s chin wobbled, new tears threatening to spill. Quietly, she lowered her head with a weak nod.
“Y-yes.”
“Wazzat?”
“I… I deserved this,” Charlie ‘agreed’ with a sniff.
“And what do we say?”
Charlie felt sick as she forced herself to answer. “Thank you, d-daddy.”
Lucifer pinched her cheeks and pressed his forehead against hers, cheery as he answered; “that’s a good girl!”
Without warning, Charlie was swept up into his arms, her lanky body feeling out of place and uncomfortable in his grasp. She wanted to be mad. Wanted to snap and snarl and fight. Instead, all she could feel was hot shame, embarrassed as she felt the piss and cum sticking her legs together. And even though he was the one responsible, she felt even more shame letting him see her like this.
She curled up and hid her face in his shoulder, trying to find any comfort in the way he shushed her and whispered sweet lies.
He carried her through the palace, the halls seemingly snapped back to normal as imps scattered out of the way. Charlie sniffled the whole way, burning up in her shame as he carried her to his room. He ran her a bath and placed her inside, her knees crept up towards her chest before Lucifer forced her to spread her legs apart.
“You’re so messy!” he laughed.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered back.
He washed her thoroughly, gentle and deep, and Charlie felt sick to her stomach with every loving caress. Even when he finished washing and drying her, she could still feel it on her skin. Still smell him on her. The wounds would close up, but the marks would remain, her body forever defiled.
Lucifer tucked her under the sheets and kissed her forehead, just like he had long ago.
“Daddy loves you~” he sang.
“I… love you too… dad,” she whispered.
Lucifer slid in after her and pulled her close, guiding her head to rest on his chest as he combed his fingers through her hair and sang a sweet lullaby. Charlie closed her eyes and gave herself enough mercy to allow it to soothe her, slipping into a fitful sleep filled with tears and sobs and the occasional chuckle against her ear.
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