Legends of Amacia Rise of the Caverias
Chapter 37: Unexpected Protector

Meanwhile high in the Tower, Selina remained pinned to the wall spread-eagle by her bonds, hanging limply almost two feet off the floor with a large buzzing vibrator raping her continuously, keeping her in a constant state of heightened painful sexual tension. Her wet groin and hips were tingling and going numb from the horrid abuse of the device. The tingling and numbness spread down her legs. Her fetters caused her wrists, ankles, and midsection to ooze blood where the metal bands had rubbed the skin raw. Every breath became labored and excruciating as her whole being was wracked to the core with the pain of hanging there without adequate support. The depravation of food and water compounded her agony so she hung there in a semi-delusional state in the dim light of the cell with the ever-constant buzzing of the vibrator filling her groin and ears. Every nightmare she ever had come flooding back to her in hallucinations. She moaned softly and prayed, drawing on the strength of the Lord through her link to Hanna. Hurry, my love. Hurry! she called to Hanna telepathically, though for the moment Hanna seemed very distant. “Lord, please hurry her. I’m dying, Lord. This torment is beyond what I can take. I don’t want to die here. Please help me, Father!” she moaned with the fire of her pain seemed to mount to an intolerable level. Suddenly, her link to Hanna seemed to be extinguished and she perceived the darkness was about to take her. “Oh, my Lord and my God, please help me! Don’t let these demons take me! I have submitted to your word and will! Why am I forsaken?” she cried in feverish prayer as she clearly saw the monstrous devils surrounding her to end her existence. They were laughing...mocking her torment.

Then the still small voice penetrated into her very core from the very throne of Heaven, saying, “Oh, my precious daughter of the stars, fear not. Repent and you shall live forever.” Instantly, the Holy Spirit showed her what her sin was: the sin of doubt and unbelief and she wept in repentance. With the repentance, the Holy Spirit enveloped and surrounded her like a cocoon, giving her the most profound peace she’d ever experienced. She cried like a baby in utter gratitude and worship to the Almighty, broken before His mighty hand.

When this happened, the monstrous devils stopped mocking her and tried to take her before she could finish her repentance, but they were too late for the moment they moved, the Holy Spirit moved in on her and protected her. Guildo suddenly appeared and began to flail away with his sword at the demons around her and none could stand before him. They tried to call for reinforcements, but the moment they moved to do so, the whole room suddenly filled with angelic host that dispatched the demons before they could call for their brethren. Selina remained in tremendous physical pain, but managed to smile just a little as she hung there, seeing the angelic hosts drive the demons away from her. After that, they disappeared into the stone of the fortress from which they had sprung. “See...my angels watch over you, my precious one,” the Holy Spirit spoke to her heart. “Now sleep. Hanna will come for you in two days; sleep.” The pain suddenly subsided and she dropped off into a deep slumber for the first time in two days, hanging there limply as the vibrator lost its ability to torment her, suddenly dying as its power cells inexplicably failed. Unknown to her, just as she fell off to sleep, Guildo and one of the angels that had guarded her lifted her so that her fetters wouldn’t pain her so. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Thus, she slept for two hours. After that, word came to Guildo and the angels to take cover because the Black Prince was approaching. They slowly released her and when they did, the pain returned and she moaned softly, but remained in a twilight zone somewhere between sleep and being awake. Her head rolled around to one side as the door flew open. Ahriaman stepped in first followed closely by the Emperor. Ahriaman looked at her and suddenly became very concerned for his anger at her belligerence had left her pinned to the wall under constant sexual torture with no food or water for several days. When the Emperor saw her hanging on the wall with a vibrator stuck into her groin, his anger rose dramatically. “Why is she hanging there almost dead with a vibrator in her like that?” he hissed, grabbing Ahriaman by the neck with one hand and lifting him off the floor. “I did not authorize this kind of abuse of my bride! She was not to be sexually assaulted! Get her down now and take that thing out of her, and for your sake, she had better not die!” The Emperor flung Ahriaman against the wall so hard his spine crackled as the hit knocked the wind out of him. “Never mind, you fucking snake; I’ll do it myself!” he hissed with a venomous sneer.

The Emperor walked to Selina, removed the vibrator from her, and threw it at Ahriaman, smacking him in the face with the diabolical toy. “Oh, you poor little kitten,” he murmured, “Look how that snake mistreated you.” He pointed at her with his index and middle fingers extended and the chains slowly relaxed, letting her down off the wall. The Emperor stepped forward while Ahriaman cowered in the corner. As she came down off the wall, the Emperor caught her as one would a most fragile and precious flower. He looked into her face and saw great pain but also a great peace, which puzzled him. She was actually smiling slightly in her unconscious state. “I trusted you to make her a fit queen, not a dead one!” he hissed maliciously at Ahriaman. “How could you treat such beauty and purity with such careless disregard?” The Emperor continued to look into her face and his stony, vicious expression softened as he found, to his amazement, that he was not only attracted to this beautiful cat, but that his black heart was stirring with its own perverse version of love for her. He wanted to love her and share his throne with her, something in all of his days he has never even given any consideration to doing before. Before her, the cream of his Harem was there just to satisfy his vile appetites. They were merely playthings for his amusement, but Selina was different. She was wild and unruly toward him when first brought to Amacia. Her beauty was unrivaled by any he’d ever laid eyes on before. She had a level of purity and a loyalty that intrigued and even attracted him. She smote even the Black Prince. Not since the Kragonar had the Black Prince seen such beauty and purity of spirit. He, at the same moment, loved and hated it because it was the beauty and purity of one submitted to God.

The Emperor slowly smiled as he gazed into her face. “Such beauty and purity should have never been put into your hands. She is a goddess, truly fit to sit at the side of the most powerful being in the galaxy.” He pulled her back from the wall to the cushion and the chains fed out from the wall as he back up. He knelt down and gently laid her on the cushions, brushing her hair out of her face. “I wouldst unchain you, my feline beauty except that I know that you are not yet fully mine. But still, you do not need all these fetters. Let’s get rid of this one,” he told her in a gentle tone he’d never used with anyone. In an instant, he loosed the band around her midsection and cast it aside. He frowned as he saw a terrible bruise that the band had made. “Oh, who could tarnish such beauty?” he said as he looked her over from head to toe, with his lust burning within him in such a way that he’d never had before. He wanted to protect this fragile flower and to share himself with her as a willing mate, not just another conquest. Ahriaman watched with great concern as the Emperor leaned over and kissed Selina gently on the lips. The smile she had on her face suddenly left and her face contorted as if it were in agony. The Emperor saw this and was puzzled, and then angered. Ahriaman had done nothing to her spirit, mind, or will toward him. He had only damaged to her body. His gazed snapped over at Ahriaman with the anger and hatred of hell burning in his eyes.

“You’ve done nothing except touch her physically, snake! She still belongs to Beowulf!” the Emperor hissed as he rose to his feet. “Had you been working on her mind as you should have, instead of crushing this beautiful flower of a specimen, she may have been more conducive to me.” He rushed Ahriaman and once again, grabbed him by the throat, lifted him off the floor, and slammed him against the wall. “I am very displeased by this lack of progress and am incensed that you dared to drag her down physically to this state! You cannot use your heavy-handed tactics on such a delicate flower. Get to work on her mind and if you touch her physically again, I will personally eat your soul, then feed your rotting corpse to the god-worms!” At that, he flung Ahriaman against the far wall violently, rattling every bone in his body and knocking the wind out of him again. “Get her the finest food and the purest water and no tricks! I want no drugs, machines, or anything else to defile her body. You are supposed to be telepathic. Use it to convince her of the futility of resistance. She has to accept and love me of her own free will or I will never have her. You leave her will alone! I want a queen, not an automaton! Now go! Send for Nemesis and get him to bring her food and water!” Ahriaman managed to get to his feet after the terrible hit, gasping and wheezing for breath. As he got his wind back, the Emperor roared, “What are you still doing here! Get out of my sight!” Ahriaman rushed out of the room to try to salvage his colossal blunder by doing what the Emperor ordered.

The Emperor glared with wrath seething in his breast at the mistreatment of his bride as Ahriaman fled the cell. Selina moaned and shifted position more to her side, getting the Emperor’s attention. He looked down at her and just by looking at her, his anger waned like water over a dam. His countenance softened as he said softly, “I am surrounded by idiots who do not fully understand the position I am in. For the first time in over twelve thousand cycles, I find myself smitten by a Lynxian. Ah, sweet Ariel...how you are so much like her, but like her, you belong to another. I would give anything for such a warm soul like her to mingle with mine. Maybe this time I’ll succeed. With the galaxy at my feet and this goddess of a cat at my side as my queen, no one would dare to challenge me. Never fear, my beautiful pussycat, the snake will not hurt you anymore. Sleep on and when you wake, please say that you will be mine. I want a willing queen, not a machine.” At that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him. As he went through the lines of security, he ordered them to admit Nemesis along with anyone with him to her cell.

With the Emperor and Ahriaman gone, Guildo and some of the angels came out of hiding and surrounded Selina. They looked down at her and marveled at the power of the Lord. “What a marvelous God we serve,” Guildo marveled. “Not only has He protected her in this black abyss, He now causes the Black Prince and the Emperor to be smitten of her. He actually protects her from Ahriaman’s vile advances. This is truly a sign of His mighty power.”

Another angel agreed, adding, “He’s going to use His enemy to protect her until Hanna returns for her. This is truly a strange turn of events, but we must not let our guard down. The Black Prince is fickle and could easily change his mind toward her.”

“That is so true,” Guildo said, sitting down next to her and stroking her head softly. “You all remember what happened to Ariel. Let’s pray the Lord sends Hanna quickly.” The other angels agreed whole-heartedly and vanished into the stonework of the fortress, hiding from the demons that constantly prowled the fortress, leaving Guildo alone with his charge. “Don’t give up. He is coming for you,” he whispered in her ear. “Help is at hand.”

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