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// 12 - Youth In Ectasy - Consequences and Repercussions 
// Story: Diamond of Darkness 
// by alfonso_rd_33 
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PREVIOUSLY IN "DIAMOND OF DARKNESS”...







"You know, I don't remember everything yet, but I know that without Silver Spoon, mother would have made me a true monster, even by Makai standards?"

And Diamond laughed, while Azaji saw her confused, she knew of the disparity of Diamond's upbringing with the rest of her world, at least vaguely, since not all memories had returned to her Mistress, but she couldn't understand how it could be. laugh at his tragedy so he said.

"Mistress I..."

“Okay, that happened, that's why Silver Spoon is so important, she always kept me up to the standards of Harmony my world demanded, but here, that's the only thing I've lacked in this world of dark evolution. The Makai is a lot like my homeworld, or so I think. What I mean is, Azaji Windsoul… do you want to be my friend? ”






Diamond of Darkness


Chapter XII: Youth in Ecstasy - Confessions and Repercussions.







Of course, both Diamond and Azaji avoided each other after that incident, Diamond because she couldn't stand being so unworthy of her position and so vulnerable, and Azaji for not being able to understand their Master's intentions, causing both daughters Belial Aensland's were miserable in the Dream Factory, yet Diamond knew he would have to face Azaji at some point.

"Miss Windsoul ..." / "Mistress Diamond ..."

Both girls started to say when they found themselves in one of the hallways of the factory, both shyly turning back to notice that they had spoken at the same time, which made them blush, even so, Diamond said moments later.

"Oh, excuse me, was I going to say something, Miss Windsoul?"

" NO! I mean, you first, Mistress. "

"You first, Miss Windsoul"

"Oh I couldn't insult you by speaking first, Mistress, please, you first."

"You first, Miss Windsoul, that's an order."

Diamond said with purpose as the previous talk irritated her more and more, so she was forced to force her slave to reveal her hand first, so Azaji only looked away from her Mistress, blushing.

"O... Of course Mistress. And… I have been thinking about his proposal, I even discussed it with my brothers ”

And this revelation aroused the interest of Diamond Tiara, who did not know about the family situation of all her slaves and, honestly, she loved learning those kinds of things from her property so he said.

“Oh? And what did they say?"

Diamond Tiara asked, managing to resist the urge to smile broadly, instead, showing a curious face.

"T... They made me see that it would be impossible for me to be the Silver Spoon being their slave, Mistress."

Azaji replied as he shifted nervously, crossing his legs and pressing hard, obviously excited by the memory of the conversation he had with his brothers, even so, the small smile with which his Lady blessed her only seemed to feed his excitement and shame as He said.

“P… but honestly my main concern is what will happen to me if I can't be a suitable Silver Spoon for you. Will, will you cast me off? Will I be destroyed? Or will you take pity on me and take me back, but with that horrible stain on me?"

These revelations, along with the continued increase in the flush in the body of Azaji honestly made the succubus out more endearing to Diamond, so she tenderly hugged her and watched her as she said. 

"Heh, heh, oh, Miss Windsoul, you silly goose. Do you really think I'd make a mistake while looking for Silver Spoon's version of this world? I've been looking for Sil ever since I first remembered her, and I've seen many people who could be he equal, but not quite, you are the closest I can get to my dear Silver Spoon, so no, I don't think you can fail, even if you wanted to.”

"Oh Mistress! Please, please let me become your Silver Spoon. I will do whatever you ask, I will give up whatever you want but let me be able to repay your infinite mercy by becoming your Silver Spoon.”

Azaji pleaded, completely touched by Diamond's statement about her trust in her, kissing the face of a blushing Diamond Tiara, who couldn't find words to answer her.






While that was with Diamond and Azaji, Morrigan continued to suffer with the witch's intrusions in the service of the Queen of the Shapeshifters, which made her extremely miserable, yet she stoically resisted, and so we find her, scurrying in terror to the chamber to enter the first dream of the day, all under the gaze of the other succubus coming and going from their own dreams.

"Poor Miss Morrigan, she looks half dead. I wonder what kind of dreams Opal is giving to her."

One of the succubus thought, stopping for a moment to observe the Succubus Queen' little sister, seeing the fear and pain in her gaze, so she decided to approach her.

"Miss Morrigan?"

And Morrigan looked at the one who had spoken to her, blushing instantly when she saw the figure before her: long platinum hair that seemed to reach a perfect rear while framing a heart-shaped face which had a pair of expressive eyes from the Brightest blue color Morrigan had ever seen, a small, sharp nose, perfectly proportioned to the perfect face, and deep carmine lips. Her skin was perfect, rosy and full of life and shine, looking down she could see a perfectly proportioned figure with large and well-shaped breasts, small waist and wide hips that ended in long and shapely legs proudly supported by delicate feet. Her outfit was perfect for her too: a long black dress that hugged her body, showing off each of her curves, giving Morrigan the sight that turned her on. her cleavage showed off her breasts, but not in an unpleasant way, while her stiletto heels gave her enough height to be able to comfortably look down at Morrigan, but her eyes weren’t condescending towards the future Queen of Makai, who could only respond. 

"Y ... yeah? What do you ...? Oh, it's you."

To which the succubus could only raise an elegant eyebrow in doubt, which made Morrigan continue.
 
"You were the one who answered my question about the succubi the first day that Diamond and I came here."

Then the succubus laughed at the memory of that first day. How energetic and motivated the two girls were. Still she knew she had to hurry up, after all, they were on business hours, so she said.

"Yes, it was me. My name is Ajamiri Windsoul, it is a pleasure to formally meet you, Miss."

And the succubus smiled at the future Queen of Makai, trying to cheer her up a bit, but Morrigan only asked curtly.

"And what led you to talk to me, Miss Windsoul? Aren’t you  as busy as I am right now?"

This seemed to physically hurt the older succubus, who flinched for a second before responding.

"I know that dealing with Mistress Opal can be... difficult... so I was wondering if you would like to trade crystals with me?"

And Morrigan glared at the older succubus, saying in a dry, hostile voice.

"I want you to know, Miss Windsoul, that Miss Opal has been a totally professional woman so far. Now, I think I still should accept your proposal, after all, I think Dia ordered you whores to make sure to take care of me too, right? ”

This answer infuriated Ajamiri, but she understood the hostility that Belial's little bastard had towards her, since many of her succubus sisters professed open hatred towards Morrigan when Mistress Diamond was not seeing them, since they felt that Diamond Tiara was the best option to be Master Belial's heir, so she smiled sweetly saying,

"Well of course she did, or else she would be a horrible older sister, wouldn't she? Anyway, shall we change, miss? "

And she smiled at the future Queen of Makai, who faintly returned her smile as she handed her the crystal Opal had just given her, taking the one Ajamiri offered to her, inadvertently setting her on the path of struggle and excitement that would make her the Queen of the Night we all know and love.

"Sure, Miss Windsoul, and now leave me, we both must go back to work."

To which Ajamiri only nodded before moving on to the nearest chamber, Morrigan following her lead also walked to another of the cameras in the hallway.





The first thing Ajamiri Windsoul noticed once she entered the dream was that she was naked and tied, kneeling on the cold stone floor and having some thick material around her head, blinding her and muffling her hearing a little. "

Hmm... kinky..."

It was the first thing the bound beauty thought, but before she could think of anything else, the distinctive echo of stilettos on the stone floor was heard through the fog that was causing whatever was blinding her, noticing how it seemed that whoever was wearing those high heels walked in circles around her, probably inspecting the illusory body she was wearing, then a melodious voice was heard saying.

"Well, whoever is assigning your dreams to you, it seems that she is giving you the worst on purpose, not that I care, I am just making chit chat before continuing with your education, although I must admit that this dreamer has something of a talent for your erotic dreams. Got it, whore?”

"Damn it, Opal. What the fuck do you think you are doing? You are lucky that the Mistress is not aware of this idiocy of yours, or else you would already be dead or worse yet: discarded."

Thought Ajamiri when she discovered a couple of more things about her situation: that she was gagged and her arms were tightly bound behind her back, and, without warning, a bright light flooded her field of vision as whatever was covering her head was removed, leaving her to look at around her for a few moments, discovering that she was in a dungeon built in black stone, illuminated by torches extended through the walls, which were covered with various torture instruments, however, she was unable to continue exploring the dungeon as she was raised by the hair, which was short and golden, forcing her to look up at the youthful figure of the Mistress for tonight.

"I said got it, whore?"

The girl squealed, letting Ajamiri look at her. Silvery hair with pink edges framed a cute face, with a charming nose and dark lips, her body was dressed in a black bodice that hugged her figure and made her breasts look bigger than they really were, said bodice covered the Most of the upper part of his body, ending in his crotch and exposing her legs up to just before the knee, the rest was covered by a pair of long boots while his hands were covered by long fingerless gloves, which it was revealed by looking at her free hand, which was grasping a short prickly whip, the thorns seemed vicious and cruel, and said the girl's charming voice.

"Tch, whatever. Let's get rid of this fake body of yours, don't you think so, honey? After all, it's better that your real body learns your lessons, right?"

And the girl violently threw the head she was holding, which did not affect Ajamiri too much, as she noticed that it was fixed to the floor by thick pieces of metal around her ankles and a thick steel collar on her neck was screwed to the ground through a chain that had barely let her look up when the girl picked her up. Then Ajamiri closed her eyes, concentrating on the dream as she made the gag disappear.

"So is that what's going on? Is a third-rate little sorceress invading Miss Morrigan's terribly selected dreams?"

This shocked the girl, who saw how the shackles that bound who she assumed to be Morrigan Aensland disappeared, leaving the woman to rise to her full height, a couple of heads taller than hers, and how an elegant dress appeared, clothing the alleged victim, who continued without missing a beat.

"Now, I wonder how you managed to convince Opal to help you with this outlandish plan of yours and who backs you up, after all, a pathetic little excuse for a witch like you shouldn't be able to dare mess with the heiress of one of the four Makai houses. "

Ajamiri said as he advanced towards the girl, a menacing aura covering her as the girl recoiled Upon her advance, stuttering a response.

"N ... No! You are not in control of this dream! I AM!"

And when Ajamiri walked towards the little witch, a pair of shackles sprouted from the ground and grabbed onto her wrists, pulling her down in a clear effort to tie her down so that the witch could regain control of the Dream.

"Oh look at you! The big bad witch trying to dominate the young and inexperienced succubus. Let me guess, your plan is to dominate, terrify, and humiliate Miss Morrigan until she becomes your slave, and then, only then You will give Miss Morrigan to the bitch who is your benefactress. Am I right? Or am I right? "

Of course, the revelation of her plan made the witch infinitely nervous, so she couldn't help but scamper away from the strange succubus who, in her mind, was in the wrong dream.

"S... stay back! Go away!"

Of course, the terror in the girl's soul and voice was music to Ajamiri's ears, after all, while she herself felt neither animosity nor loyalty to Miss Morrigan, she knew that Mistress Diamond loved her litle sister, so she was bound by both duty and slavery to keep the little half-breed happy, for that would make Mistress Diamond happy, and as with any of the succubi of Aensland, Mistress Diamond's happiness was the most important thing for her, then the succubus only looked at the shackles stopping her, which quickly rusted as she did so, advancing as she continued strutting towards the little witch, who desperately tried to stop her advance by creating various obstacles that ended up melting before the new owner of the Dream, forcing the little witch to create monsters and creatures, which fared no better than the inanimate objects, falling before the force of the demon, who laughed and was generally giddy of the possibility of thoroughly re-educating the little witch so that she could be useful to Mistress Diamond, or She could die, Ajamiri didn’t really care about one outcome or the other.

"Eeep!"

The little witch whimpered, as, after Ajamiri's latest smile blossomed on her lips, a small lump on the ground forming, which tripped the little witch, who let go of her whip as she fell on her butt, said whip was taken by Ajamiri, who said to the little witch who barely managed to get down on all fours before her.

"Aw, the little bitch fell! Here, let me help you up."

And Ajamiri's right foot pressed the girl's hand as the succubus lifted her from her hair, causing a new round of moaning from the witch as she was unable to stand while her right hand was being crushed and her arm was being ripped. Of course, Ajamiri knew it but didn't really care, so he said.

"Well, well, I think you're terribly overdressed dear, don't you agree?"

And the succubus snapped her fingers and watched the witch's outfit melt away, leaving her completely naked, then the succubus took her foot away from her, lifted her up and casually threw her, smiling as she hit the ground, skidding painfully, as evidenced the screams of pain that she let out.

"Now, I suppose that proper re-education is required, after all, we can’t have a mere sorceress thinking that she can offend Mistress Diamond Tiara Aensland and get away with it. Can’t we?"

And, since the young sorceress had finally gotten up enough to be between kneeling and sitting, she looked at the demoness in front of her, the illusory body discarded long ago as her long silver hair flew wildly, making the girl groan pathetically at the sight of the cold perfection before her.

"Now, are you ready to start your lessons, dear girl?"

And the girl looked at her captor for the last time, eyes so cold they didn't seem alive, a cold and cruel smile that promised nothing more than pain and suffering, screaming madly when her eyes fell on the monstrous strap-on that was glued to her hips succubus, acutely aware of what her "re-education" would entail.

"A ... Get away! Let me go! STOP! STOP! PLEASE! NO! NOOOOOO!"