Chương 8: Day 8: Top & Bottom/Bondage (Lute/Emily)
Day 8: Top & Bottom/Bondage (Lute/Emily)
The golden skies of Heaven stretched endlessly above Emily as she fluttered her six wings in short bursts, hovering delicately in the air. The peaceful realm around her was filled with light, warmth, and the sweet hum of celestial music—a perfect backdrop to her usual excitement. Her silver skin shimmered in the radiant glow, her periwinkle gown flowing like liquid light as she practiced her flight, moving gracefully through the air with the kind of joy she was known for.
But today wasn't just a day for practice. Today, she was supposed to meet Lute.
A shiver of anticipation ran down Emily's spine as she thought about the fierce, uncompromising leader of the Exorcists. Lute was nothing like her—where Emily was bubbly, friendly, and always smiling, Lute was stern, serious, and radiated a kind of authority that made even other angels wary.
"Lute!" Emily's voice rang out with the sweetness of a songbird as she descended, her wings folding neatly behind her. She spotted the tall, imposing figure of Lute standing near the training grounds, her dark cloak swirling around her like a storm cloud. The sight of her always made Emily feel a mixture of awe and... something else. Something deeper.
"Emily," Lute's voice was smooth and cold, her eyes sharp as she turned to face the seraphim angel. "You're late."
Emily landed softly, her silver skin glowing as she beamed at Lute. "Sorry! I got a little carried away with the skies. They're so pretty today, don't you think?"
Lute's gaze didn't soften. "Pretty skies won't prepare you for what's ahead," she replied sternly, her cloak shifting as she crossed her arms. "You're here for training, not sightseeing."
Emily's smile faltered slightly, but the excitement never left her eyes. "Right! Training. I'm ready. Teach me everything."
Lute's eyes narrowed, studying Emily's eager expression. She could see the bubbling excitement, the energy that flowed through Emily like a never-ending fountain of light. Lute's voice dropped, low and commanding. "We'll see how ready you are."
With a flick of her wrist, Lute summoned a set of celestial chains, glowing with divine power. They wrapped around her hand like living strands of light, pulsing with energy. Emily's eyes widened in surprise as she watched the chains appear.
"W-what are those for?" Emily asked, her voice tinged with curiosity as she stepped closer.
"These," Lute began, her voice smooth and authoritative, "are to remind you of discipline. If you are to train under me, you must learn control. Submission. Obedience."
Emily's heart skipped a beat, her wings fluttering involuntarily as Lute's words settled over her. Control, submission... those were serious words, and Lute didn't seem like the kind of angel who used them lightly.
"I... I understand," Emily said softly, though there was a flicker of something else in her bright blue eyes. She wasn't sure what to make of the situation, but something about the way Lute spoke sent a shiver down her spine.
"Good," Lute replied, her voice steady as she stepped closer. With a swift movement, she gestured toward Emily. "Turn around."
Emily blinked, her breath catching slightly as she processed the command. "O-okay," she murmured, her voice soft as she obeyed, turning her back to Lute. Her wings twitched slightly, unsure of what was to come, but there was a growing sense of excitement mixed with the anticipation.
Lute stepped forward, her tall frame towering over the smaller seraphim as she reached out and placed the glowing chains around Emily's wrists, binding them together with a quick, deliberate motion. The light from the chains was warm against Emily's skin, the sensation both strange and exhilarating as the energy pulsed through her body.
"L-Lute...?" Emily's voice was soft, a hint of uncertainty creeping in as she felt the weight of the chains pulling her wrists behind her back.
"These are to keep you focused," Lute murmured, her voice low and commanding as she leaned in close, her breath warm against Emily's ear. "You have a lot to learn about control, Emily. And I'm going to teach you."
Emily's breath hitched, her heart pounding as she felt Lute's presence so close, the weight of her authority pressing down on her. There was something thrilling about it—something that made her knees feel weak as she stood there, bound and at Lute's mercy.
Lute's fingers trailed lightly down Emily's back, her touch firm but teasing as she pressed the seraphim's bound body closer. "You're so eager, so excitable," Lute whispered, her voice a low purr as she ran her hands over Emily's arms. "But eagerness without discipline is useless."
Emily whimpered softly, her wings fluttering as Lute's hands slid lower, her breath catching as she felt the dark-haired angel's dominance washing over her. "I... I want to learn," Emily whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of anticipation and desire. "Please... teach me."
Lute's lips curled into a predatory smile, her hand tightening on Emily's waist as she leaned in, her voice a low growl. "Oh, I will."
Emily's breath hitched as Lute's grip became more possessive, her slender fingers tracing the curve of Emily's waist through the thin fabric of her gown. The glowing chains that bound Emily's wrists behind her back hummed with celestial energy, a constant reminder of her submission to Lute's will. Her body trembled, her silver skin flushed with anticipation, the heat of Lute's dominance swirling in the pit of her stomach.
Lute's fingers slid lower, her touch deliberate and firm as she pressed her hand against Emily's hip, holding her in place. "You're so soft," Lute murmured, her voice low and full of dark pleasure. "So eager to please. But you've never known true discipline, have you?"
Emily whimpered softly, her wings fluttering as Lute's words sank into her. The commanding tone of her voice, the weight of her presence—it was all so overwhelming. "I... I want to learn," Emily whispered, her voice trembling with both excitement and fear. "Please... teach me."
Lute's smile widened, her sharp, glowing eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she pulled Emily closer, her breath hot against the smaller angel's neck. "Very well," she whispered, her voice a low purr. "But you'll have to prove your willingness to submit."
With a swift, deliberate motion, Lute reached up and tugged at the high collar of Emily's gown, pulling the delicate fabric down to expose her shoulders. The cool air of the training grounds brushed against Emily's skin, sending shivers down her spine as Lute's fingers slid over her bare flesh.
"Look at you," Lute murmured, her fingers tracing the edge of Emily's collarbone. "So pure. So untarnished. But that's about to change."
Emily gasped, her body trembling as she felt Lute's hand slide lower, teasing the fabric of her gown as she moved with calculated precision. The chains around Emily's wrists tightened slightly, the glowing energy pulsing through her body as she stood helpless beneath Lute's touch.
"Tell me, little seraph," Lute whispered, her breath hot against Emily's ear. "What will you do for me?"
Emily's heart raced, her breath coming in shallow bursts as she struggled to focus, the heat between her legs growing unbearable. "A-anything," she stammered, her voice trembling with need. "I'll do anything you ask, Lute."
Lute chuckled softly, her fingers brushing over Emily's exposed skin, sending waves of sensation through her body. "That's what I like to hear," she purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "But words are easy, Emily. I want to see action."
With a swift, commanding motion, Lute turned Emily around to face her, their eyes locking in the dim light of the training grounds. Emily's wings fluttered nervously, her glowing blue eyes wide with anticipation as Lute's hand gripped her chin, tilting her head up.
"You'll do as I say," Lute commanded, her voice firm and authoritative. "No questions, no hesitation. Understood?"
Emily nodded, her breath catching in her throat as she whispered, "Yes, Lute. I understand."
Lute's eyes darkened with pleasure as she pushed Emily back against a nearby column, her body pressing firmly against the smaller angel's. The chains around Emily's wrists glowed brighter, their energy pulsing through her skin as Lute's dominance enveloped her completely.
"Good girl," Lute murmured, her hand sliding up to cup Emily's cheek. "Now, let's see how well you can follow orders."
With a swift movement, Lute tugged Emily's gown down further, exposing the soft curves of her breasts. Emily's breath hitched, her silver skin flushed as Lute's fingers brushed over her, teasing the sensitive skin with deliberate strokes. The sensation was overwhelming, and Emily's body trembled beneath Lute's touch, her wings fluttering wildly as the heat in her core intensified.
"Such a beautiful thing," Lute murmured, her voice low and filled with dark satisfaction as she leaned in, her lips brushing against the edge of Emily's neck. "So full of light... but you're not so pure now, are you?"
Emily whimpered softly, her body arching instinctively into Lute's touch, the chains pulling tight against her wrists as she surrendered completely to the older angel's control. "No... not anymore," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of pleasure and submission.
Lute chuckled, her hand sliding lower as she pressed Emily firmly against the column, her dominance radiating through every movement. "You'll be mine by the time I'm done with you, little seraph," she whispered, her breath hot against Emily's ear. "You'll know exactly what it means to submit."
With that, Lute's fingers moved with purpose, sliding between Emily's legs, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through Emily's trembling body as she struggled to keep herself together. Her breath came in short, desperate bursts, her silver skin flushed with heat as Lute's touch grew more insistent, her fingers pressing against her core.
"You're already so wet," Lute murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction as she teased Emily relentlessly. "You like this, don't you? Being at my mercy..."
Emily could only nod, her body trembling with desire as the pleasure built inside her, threatening to consume her completely. "Please," she whimpered, her voice barely audible as she begged for more. "Lute... please."
Lute's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with dark amusement as she thrust her fingers deeper, her movements quickening as she drove Emily closer and closer to the edge. "You'll come for me, Emily," she growled, her voice filled with authority as she pressed harder. "And you'll beg for it."
Emily's body convulsed, her wings fluttering wildly as the pleasure reached its peak, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt herself spiraling out of control. The chains around her wrists tightened, their energy pulsing through her as Lute's dominance overwhelmed her completely.
"Come for me, little seraph," Lute growled, her voice commanding as she thrust deeper, her fingers working in perfect rhythm. "Now."
With a final, desperate cry, Emily's body convulsed, her muscles tightening around Lute's fingers as the pleasure tore through her like a wave. Her wings flared out behind her, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as her orgasm consumed her completely, leaving her trembling and spent against the column.
Lute pulled her fingers away slowly, her eyes filled with satisfaction as she watched Emily's trembling form. The younger angel's body was slick with sweat, her silver skin flushed as she gasped for breath, her wings still twitching from the intensity of the release.
"You did well," Lute murmured, her voice soft but filled with authority as she reached up to untie the glowing chains. "But this is only the beginning."
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