The Gate

The rumbling sound of thunder filled the dark, smoke filled sky. The air to a human would seem opressive, filled with sulfer and brimstone. The land itself was bleak, dark and not hospitable. Volcanoes spewed lava, smoke and ash into the air and rivers of lave flowed through out the land. A huge black castle made of onnex rose from this horrible landscape. Above it could be seen large shapes flying on bat like wings. Creatures that were increadibly strong, scalely skin, with long, razor sharp nails protruding from their fingers and toes, and sharp fangs that protruded from their mouths.

With in the Castle on a throne of one huge pure diamond was the master of this land. He had a body not unlike that of a human, but his skin was leathery and he had to large bat like wings that sprouted from his back. Two small horns protruded from his forehead and his eyes glowed a blood red. He was not happy. For to long he had not been able to send his hordes of demons into the world that had been discovered. Some how, some one had managed to build a gate way between two worlds, his and a lush land filled with suculent and desirable prey. Initial reports had been brought back to him of such marvelous things that he had sent a number of his demon soldiers through to find out more. But then as suddenly as this gateway had appeared it had all but closed. Only a thin thread seemed to exist between the two worlds, Large enough only for those on the other side to report back

Those trapped on the other side, in the world of humans found themselves cut off from their home world. But many did not care, they had a world of infinate food and enjoyment to roam and enjoy. They took great pleausre in tormenting humans in various ways, corrupting them and making them beleive all manner of things and these became their servents and did their bidding. But there were those humans that fought back against these monsters, some finding ways to kill them and send their essence back through the tiny opening that remained between the worlds. The Demons soon realized they had to go to ground, they took human forms and mingled with the humans. They continued to try and manipulate mankind, to gain power over the humans. Some succeeded for a time and were finally destroyed. Others waited and searched for the Gate. For they knew that it had been dismantled and hidden away, when the humans of that time had realized what they had created and let loose on their world.

Damion sat in his modest home in the city looking over his notes and journels that he had made over the years. All About him on various parts of the walls glowed runes. Runes of protection, runes of warning, and runes of deception. His eyes burned red as his anger grew. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He had felt the anger rising in him and that would only lead him to change into his demon form. He was a half demon and had to control his anger least he change and make known to the humans and other demons who he was. His father had been one of the original demons to come through the gate. But instead of enjoying the incedious torture, and mayham his brethern had, he found himself enjoying the new world and marveled at the way the people there were. He took human form and mingled with the people and had found a woman that he fell in love with. She gave him a son, Damion, and a desire to make sure the gate was never found by the others. He died preventing other demons from finding it. Now Damion had taken up that cause and had taken his father's notes and clues and tried to piece things together.

Who ever had created and dismanteled the gate had his it well. But here and there in the clues showed up in the ancient texts of man about the gate. But they all lead to a dead end. As if they had been designed to do so.

Delilah slowly opened her eyes, they were caked with blood again, slowly she stood her knees strained and nearly buckled under her weight. But she struded her self and slowly took some steps to her small bathroom and lookedat herself in her bathroom, her eyes were blackened and her lips were bloodied, her face was swollon. Another beating from her master. How she hated him, how she hated her mother for selling her to him. She was forced to do everything for him, from Cleaning, and the cooking, to pleaseing him always and if she didn’t fullfil his needs which she never seemed to be able to do she was beaten. So when her life, whe she saw him in his human form she knew a rape was coming, in his demon form she knew there was a beating on the way. Yes her master was a demon she wondered if her mother knew what she was selling her daughter into? She guessed that she did, but Delilah didn’t fit into her mothers new life, she was getting remarred to a millionare and he didn’t know about her.

Suddenly the floors shook and the walls rattled, he was coming and she knew it, now what she wondered.She tuned around and bowed to her Master as he came forward. He came forward and grabbed a hold of her chin and renched it upwords.Delilah saw that he was in his Demon form, he wouldn’t try to rape her in that from, he wouldn’t want her dead. She she was relived, a beating she could handle but raping her again, then beatig her just because he couldn’t finish that was somehow harder for her. “You are scum you know that don’t you?” Delilah swallowed hard but did not aknowledge her. She was refusing to be broken no matter what he said or did to her. That angered him, he had been able to crack everyone that had come to her, and Delilah had to be one of the most frail looking ones, but she was strong and that angered him more then anything. He brought his hand and slapped her across the face, Delilah barely flinched. Her mouth was full of blood but she just stared at him. Then smiled and spat her blood directly into his face. This was a mistake but it kept him from Raping her so she took the chance.

He whiped the blood from his face and looked at Delilah, “My my my someone is not in a very respectful mood tonight. He throw her to the ground and began to beat her, kicking her and punching her, she heard her ribs crack, one two three four broken on one side and three others on the other. He pulled chunks of her hair out and tore at her clothes, finally he stomped down on her head,satisfied that he was knocking her out again and breaking her nose and jaw. Then he left her laying there half dead on the bathroom floor.

Delilah waited until she was sure he was gone then picked herself up looked at herself in the mirror shook her head went to her bedroom and grabbed her small bag of things she wanted to keep and grabbed her jacket and a scarf to hide her face as well as she could. She slipped on a pair of jeans and then she peeked out her door, her master would have comanded her to be left alone she there was no one around. She quickly got out the sliding glass door and she began running, she didn’t know where she was running to just away, she was surprised that after such a sufficant beathing she could run, she was in immence pain, she needed to get some where safe.

It was then that she heard the alarm, they would be searching for her now, she ran through the forest that separted her Masters house from the rest of the city. She imerged from the other side half dead, her legs were trembing, she was spitting up blood her face was swollen and her ribs ached each breath was a gasp of air and sent pain waves through her entire body. She had to get far away though, she wasn’t sure how long she walked for but she figured it was far enough for now. She noticed that each step was getting more and more difficult. She noticed a house a few yards away, she slowly made it there by the time she was there she was crawling with the last bit of strenght she had she reached up and rang the door bell then collasped on the door step, her body unable to go on.

When it opened she barely was able to open her swollen eyes. “Please help me” She was able to get out before she collasped her head and coughed up a huge blood clot. Meanwhile her master was not pleased and had sent out a search party for her. “Find her or die” He told them.

Damion was in his study, again going over his notes. He sighed and then leaned back in his chair rubbing his eyes. None of it added up. One dead end after another. Clues and hints that at first seemed hopeful, only lead nowhere. Who ever had dismantled the gate and hid it had done so quite well. If he could not find it then he was fairly sure that none of those demons looking for it to open it once again would ever find it. This at least brightened his dark mood.

Then he heard the door bell ring. He leaned forward, raising a brow. He was not expecting anyone. He rose from his chair and made his way to the front door and opened it. There he found a woman that had been serverly beatened and near dead. He reached down and picked her up and took her inside, shutting the door. He placed her on a couch in the large living room and went into the kitchen and filled a bowl with clean water and got some towels and brougth them back to begin cleaning her up. She was in really bad shape. He mumbled a few arcane words and moved a hand a couple inches above her body. He shook his head and then got her a bit more comfortable. "You have some cracked ribs and what I am about to do will be a bit painful."

He closed his eyes and again mumbled some strange words. His hands began to glow a bluish color. Moving his hands over her body the ribs began to pull together. It would not be very comfortable, and a bit painful as they began kniting together.

Deliliah mumered softly as she felt herself being lifted up. Her face was scrunched up in pain she was barely concious she attempted to open her eyes and look around be found it too difficult, her eyes were very swollen. As she was carried she continued to fight to stay concious. She needed to stay concious, she didn’t know whose house she was at or what they would do to her or if her master would find her, how far had she travled? She had no idea, she hoped she was miles away from him, she needed to be away from him and safe. And if she was too close whose every house she would be in danger as well. But for now she would just focus on staying with it, but it was getting harder.

As he laid her down on the couch her frail body shock with pain and she whimpered. Again trying to open her eyes but failing again. As he begain to clean her up she flinched with each touch not used to such gently and carring touches. She could hear his voice but it sounded far away. And the words didn’t make sence, she shook her head gently tring continuly to try to open her eyes. She wanted to see how was cleaning her. As he mentioned the ribs she nodded. “I…I…” She started to cough her whole body shakign almost as if she was having a seasure. Then she went still as his hands glowed blue. She had heard about the more pain but doubted that she would be able to feel more pain then what she was feeling right now. But as her ribs were pull together she relized that she was wrong her entire body tensed and she cried out softly since her neck was swollen and her vocal cords were damaged but it was a horse cry, barely auditble but clearly that she was inpain. Her bloddied eyes whelled up and bloodied tears ran down her swollen cheeks she looked over at him and whispered “Where…” she swallowed hard but that’s all she could get out. Then she slowly put a hand to her ribs, they seemedto be healed..she turned her face to him but she still couldn’t see and very faintly asked “How?”

She then leaned her head back and brought the hand to her face, her swollen eyes and face and neck, her nose seemed to be broken but that she was used to and she made a motion like she was going to try to fix the broken nose herself she knew that would make it easier to breath, she tried onesbut was too weak her arm slopped to the side and she was clearly upset about it. Clearly the running away from her master had weakened her and she would have to be cared for something that she hd not recived in many years.

Although she was in agnory she was still fighting to stay concious althogh if she would just sucumb she would start healing but she had to be stong she couldn’t be out she needed to be strong she kept telling herself that everytime she felt herself slipping away she would jump herself awake not wanting to sucumb and be weak and be vulenable. She turned to the person again, waiting to see if he she assumed it was a he from the strenghth and his voice. She still justed wanted to see if he was going to do anything else or say anything else.

He looked down on her as his hands moved over her body. He could tell she was a stubburon and strong one for a female human. She was hanging in there and staying awake where anyone else would have passed out. Slowly the healing magic did its work. Bones reset, bruises vanished and cuts closed and faded. Before long she was looking like she did before she had received the beating.

She looked quite beautiful now that the swelling and black and blue marks were gone from her face. Everything began to spin and he had to sit down on the floor. Using magic was dangerous at times, even though it was benificial. Magic drew upon your essence. The more you used the more of one's essence it burned. One could die over using magic. That was why one could not use it again and again with out paying the price. One's essence rebuilt over a period of time, but you had to becareful.

He sat there for a bit, till the spinning stopped. He felt a bit weak but he rose to his feet, for he felt a burning sensation on his arm. Looking down at it, the tatoos of strange characters glowed. This told him demons, full demons were near. He went to the windows facing the street. He saw a number of human looking men moving by but knew that they were not human. Runes glowed along the inner walls of the house. Protection spells that would deter any demon from wanting to look inside. He smiled, and looked back at the woman on the couch. It seemed she had belonged to a powerful demon, and he really didn't like having a powerful one close by.

Deliah laid on the couch, she knew she was being stubbrone but she had to be strong, hell after being a slave to a demon, she knew no other way but to be strong or she would have died. She could have conformed and be like all the other slaves, but she didn’t want to confrom, escape would have been impossible then. She had escaped, she had to inwordly smile at that, but she still ddint know where she was now though that thought came flooding back. She had ran away, ran through the creck to try and rid herself of the smell to kill the trail but she doubted that it would work he would send his men after her, she couldn’t put this man at risk. She had to get up, she would die for escaping but this man that saved her would be saved. She had been stupid to try and escape.

It was then also that she realized that she was no longer in pain. She shook her head confused then slowly opened her eyes and blinked she could see!, she noticed the room she was in was strange, but of course everything would be strange after being in her master’s house not much of what she saw, her room. She sat up, which was strange she knew she had cracked ribs how could she sit up? She put a hand to her face, it was no longer swollen. What had happen? She looked around and notice a man standing by a window.

Some strange alarms seemed to be going off. She attempted to sit up but failed she laid back down and horsely whispered “Where am I?” She swallowed hard then licked her lips. “How long have I been here?” She didn’t like she had passed out, but she was healed, surely she had to have been out for days if not longer. If she had seen the men she would have freaked out and demanded that he let her out so she could save him from them, if they found her she would die yes, but anyone that was found with her would die a horrible death as well. But for now she still was a little unsure on her feet and was very confused. She looked at him. “Is everything alright?”

Damion watched the demons and human servents move about the street, searching for the woman. They went by the house, the runes masking the presence within. He had to find out about the demon that had moved into the area. Usually when one moved in trouble always followed. He looked over at the woman and saw that she was awake. She asked about how long she had been out as she moved her hands over her body and found that it was completely healed.

"Not long. Not more then an hour." he told her, then looked back out the window and watched the men and demons move on down the street. He then moved over to a table and poured a couple glasses of wine. He brought them over to the couch and handed the woman one. "This will help. You were in pretty bad shape when you came here." He sat down in another chair and sipped the wine. "You will have to excuse the mess." he waved his hands at the books and scrolls all over the place. "I like to study and read old books and things.

When asked if everything was alright, he smiled and nodded. "Those that are trying to track you won't be able to find you. This place is protected."

Delilah blinked again; she couldn’t remember the last time she had not been in pain, or black and blue. She felt safe here, she couldn’t see out the window but if she did she would have instinctively ducked but she didn’t see the men searching for her. She took in more of the house while se waited for him to reply. Papers were everywhere and books but she didn’t mind, it seemed more homely and relaxing then her master’s home, but then a cardboard box would be more comfortable then her masters home.

She shook her head as he spoke, an hour…only an hour how could she be completely healed within just an hour? It didn’t make sense. No more broken bones, or swelling. Even swallowing was easier, she was only dehydrated she watched him leave and then come back with a wine she took it and thanked him taking a sip she smiled and his comment of her not looking too good. She shrugged and nonchalantly spoke “Well I guess I kinda pissed him off” She winked and grinned. “I tend to do that” She smiled at him. “I am unbreakable it seems and he doesn’t like it”

As he apologized for the mess she shook her head “Its nothing…” She stopped. “Oh please do forgive me, she stood and offered her hand to him I am Delilah” She was still a little weak on her feet, but mostly from malnutrition and lack of sleep then anything else. She was clearly strong and free spirited but her eyes darted around, “Are you sure I…we are safe in here, I do not wish them to hurt you, they tend to kill anyone they cross” She paused and sat back down, I guess you know that I was running from A demon, so I know you have questions” She paused. She knew she was coming off as strange but she was nervous and she was nervous she rattled on and on or paced, but she was too scared still to be seen to pace.

"Yes I kind of figured you were running from one. A human would not have been so brutal." Demons did take delight in making people suffer, not only with physical pain but with mental as well. He took her hand and smiled. "I am Damion. Come we will get you some food and drink and then you can tell me about this demon."

He lead her to the kitchen and opened the refridge and pulled out some cold chicken, bread, and some left over veggies he had the night before. Putting things on a plate he placed them in the microwave and heated them up. The thin and almost transparent garments she wore revealed her ample tits and well toned body. "Now tell me how you became a slave to a demon and all you can about him."

Delilah nodded as he spoke. He was right, no human could beat her this bad, and it took a nonhuman strength and anger and hatred to beat someone as bad as he had beaten her. But he had known that she had ran from a demon, she wondered how he knew, he had seemed to know even before she had told him, but then again she was near death when she had knocked on his door so that was a clear sign, then of course he had seen the demons searching and his warning alarms had gone off. Yes even if she hadn’t said anything it would have been clear that she was running from a demon.

As he took her hand she nodded. “Well Damion am I ever glad you were home, not many people would open the door and even less would bring me into their house” She shrugged “And that I know for a fact, it has happened before” As he mentioned food she perked up, she couldn’t remember the last time she ate. She allowed him to lead her into the kitchen. She wondered what he would ask about her master. She knew that he could tell that her master was a vicious man, but other then that what else would he want to know?

As she saw him dish up the food she arched her back and her stomach growled loudly in acceptation. She saw him looking at her and knew that she wasn’t properly covered but she didn’t mind him staring, his looks were different then the other men that stared at her and she was to scared to offend him that he would then kick her out. And this time she would surely die if he caught her this time.

At his question she looked up at him. “Well two years ago my father died, my mother remarried and her new husband took a shining to me, and my mother grew jealous so she sold me, she knew it was to a demon, they pay more it seems.” She paused again then smiled, “But it didn’t go as planned, he was unable to break me, and that angered him, he bought many of us at once, he was able to break all of them with in days it has been over a year with me and I seem to be unbreakable. He likes to starve me to try and get me to break but it doesn’t work, he doesn’t want me to die so he feeds me after 5 days anyways.”

She looked at him again, “Well about him” She paused not really sure what he was looking for, “We move around a lot he seems to be looking for something, either that or he is just frightened that he will be found out, and with me escaping ever so often that keeps him on he move too He is a power hungry guy and takes great pleasure in inflicting pain, as you could tell by the looks of me, that beating was because when he struck me I decided to spit the blood in his face, being beat is better then what he also likes to do with me” She stopped short there and looked up at him. “Is there anything else you want to know?”

Typical of a demon. None liked to stay to long in one spot, especially with those that hunted them, and of course others of their kind that wanted to kill them as well. There was always a powerstruggle going on with them. They wante power, control, and anything else they could get. This demon was the run of the mill type. He also had several human servents. Those that did his bidding so that one day they could share in his power over humans. This one liked to inflict pain and suffering to those weaker. It looked as if Damion might have to deal with this one.

"You said he was looking for something. Do you know what that might be?" he already knew what the demon was looking for. What the majority of them were always looking for. The same thing he was looking for. But he was looking for it to ensure it never fell in to any of their foul hands. The location of the gate between Earth and the realm of the demons.

Delilah continued to eat through out her story, she was famished and to be able to have food that wasn’t rotting was really a treat she couldn’t help but place a arm around the plate as a prisoner does, as if she was frightened that he was going to take away the food that he had just given her. She licked her lips as she finished and leaned back, she wasn’t even aware of how she had acted with the food, she simply leaned back and thanked him again then sipped her wine.

She looked up at him with the question. She chewed her bottom lip and let the hair droop in front of her face again. Bowed her head could she really trust him? But what did she have to lose? Nothing really, she swallowed hard then looked up at him by the top of her eyes. “Well, when he is drunk and I was forced to serve him and the other” She paused. “More loyal servants” She shrugged “Weaker ones if you ask me” She took another sip of the wine before continuing “Well they would get drunk, and would break out these maps and talk about some gate or something, to free something or other” She looked up at him again. “I am sorry I don’t remember too much else, I was kept busy” She paused. “Entertaining”

He nodded as she told what she knew. Just like one of the more powerful demons. He would be a tough one to deal with or to eliminate. Of course he was looking for the gate. Just like Damion was, but the difference was that Damion was out to destroy it if possible. Though he wondered if that was possible. It had been hidden and not destroyed long ago, so he wondered if it was possible to destroy it. But he had to insure it did not fall into the hands of any demon.

He didn't want the gatway reopened to the Demon World. It would be the end for the humans. They would be nothing but cattle for the demons. "Well I might have to pay this demon a visit. He has something that I might want and of course can't have a demon around here. Not good for the neighbor hood." he grinned. "Now you need to go rest. I have a spare room that you can use. I will see about having some clothes sent over for you. "

Delilah shifted uncomfortably in her seat, she had finished the meal and he had not realized how she had been eating it, protecting it as sorts. But now she was a little more relaxed and was sipping the wine. She looked upon the man why was he wondering about her master? She hoped that he didn’t plan to try and fight him, he would not survive, her master would take one look at him and kill him with one punch, the only reason he didn’t kill her was she was valuable she didn’t know why, but she was forced to do long walks in the woods at night with them all, she figured that it was to sleep deprive her. But maybe it was something else?

When he announced that he was going to go see her Master her face lost all colour and she shook her head. “No, please” but has he instructed her to go upstairs she swallowed hard and nodded, then stood. “Please be careful, he is very powerful, he could have killed me a long time ago, but he keeps saying he needs me for something what that something is I do not know, but he seems to insist we do a lot of walking at night” With that she bowed her head “Thank you kind sir” and she went upstairs and found the spare bedroom, she went in the bathroom and washed her face still surprised that it was all healed then stripped down and looked longilly at the shower, seeing no harm she stepped into the water, not wanting to waste any of the soap she just let the water clean her, then stepped out, dried and climbed into the bed once she was dry naked and quickly fell asleep.

She knew through experience that there was no point laying in bed worring, if he came back injured she would tend to him, if he didn’t come back at all she would continue her running, but for now she would just sleep. And let her body continue to heal.

He watched her go up the stairs then followed to make sure that she die go to sleep. She found the spare bedroom, and he stood in the door way as she went in to the bathroom and washed her face. She stripped her thin garment off and he grinned. He liked what he saw. She had nice large tits, a firm looking ass, flat stomach and shapely legs. He could see why the demon wanted her. If the fool only relaized the pleasures he could have with out beating her. Perhaps after he had delt with the demon he would return and enjoy himself.

As she entered the shower he left her there and left the house. He took two very special daggers with him and placed them in sheaths on his lower back under his leather trench coat. Even being patted down they would not be found. All he had to do was follow those that had been searching as they returned to their master. This was going to be an interesting meeting. His human guards at the gate to the estate was easy to take care of. They lay limp and out cold on the ground and he was walking up the drive to the mansion. The bastard was so sure of himself that he didn't have any real security. Reaching the door he flung it opened, droped kicked one demon and then threw another into a wall to announce his presence.

Delilah didn’t realize that she was being spied on, she was used to being watched all the time so it didn’t even come to her mind that she wouldn’t be watched, her brain washing had made it so she wouldn’t even think of closing the door to have her shower, nor to sleep in the sheets with her dirty dress and that was why she slept naked.

Delilah’s body was clearly exhausted and she fell into a deep sleep and she slept soundly, but not for long. She woke with a start, something was wrong, she could feel her masters anger, she immediately put up her walls she couldn’t be connected to him no longer. Instead she stood knowing that she couldn’t sleep. So she stood looked at her ratted rags shook her head and walked naked to the bathroom seeing a robe she shrugged and put it on, she hoped that he wouldn’t mind her wearing it.

The moment she put it on she was hit by a wave of confusion, despire and frustration. She held on to the counter till it passed. How could she be connected to him so quickly? She walked down the stairs calling for him but hearing no one she explored a little more. She found what she assumed was a study, books everwhere looking around to make sure he wasn’t around she laid her hand on a book, and closed her eyes her body glowed a golden colour and she could see, see him struggling looking for something, the same something that her master had been looking fore. She could again feel the dispair and frustration the feelings were so overpowering that she was forced to sit down..

After making sure her mind was completely blocked she opened the books and read through them, he was searching for the same thing but he wanted to dystore it how could she tell him that she might be the key to find it? She turned the page again and placed her hand on it she could see him wrting something when she had knoced on the door, is that why she had be drawn to him? She continued to see visions, she wanted nothng else but to dive into his brain but it wouldn’t be right, he had to have the choice to be linked to her.

The doors across the way oppened and two more demons emerged in their human form. Large barrel chested figures with rather large muscles. They came out and stood on either side of the door. The next through was him. He was large and strong looking, with a cruel smile on his lips and radiating evil. The demon in his human form looked at Damion. "What is the meaning of you coming into my house in such a manner!" he demanded. Damion only grinned and stood his ground.

"You will pack up your human lackies and demons and leave here. You will do this immediately or your misserable and decrepited essences will be returned to the Demon world where you will no doubtedly suffer emensily at the hands of the Demon Lord himself." Damion spoke calmly but with the definate tone of a threat.

The demon laughed and motioned for his two demon guards to take care of him. They may have been big and strong but they were slow and clumbsy. Damion easily ducked thier attempts to grab him and manuver about them, kicking the legs out from one, causing him to fall and trip the other one. A couple quick kicks to the head of each and they lay still, unconscience for the time being. "Your last warning." he told the demon

"Who are you?" the demoned asked a snarl on his face but the laughter now gone and a bit of unease in his eyes.

"I am Damion." he told the demon

The snarl turned into growl of pure hatred and he charged Damion. He was faster and more agile then his lackeys. Damion was sent flying from a blow across the room and into a wall, smashing into the thin sheetrock and making an indentation. Again the demon came at him but he ducked the swing and landed a blow to the demon's mid section causing him to expell the air in his lungs. Then a fist to the demons jaw sent him flying acoss the room and into the wall. The demon got up and wiped black blood from his mouth. He could now see a sign of fear in the demon's eyes. Damion was no push over and he knew that the stories about him were true.

He turned and ran back into the room he had came out of, slaming and locking the door behind him. From there he continued to run till he came to the door leading out to the garden. Here he changed form. Giant bat like wings emerged from his back and his form twisted into his demon form. Sharp fang like teeth filled its mouth horns sprouted from its forehead, talon like hands replaced the human ones. As Damion smashed through the door and followed he was just in time to see the Demon take flight. "Oh I doubt that I have seen the last of you." he mumbled and turned back and walked back to the demons in the entrance room. He slit all their throats with the special daggers he had. Their bodies crumbled in upon themselves as if they were dust and what made them what they were was sent back to the Demon world where new bodies would be formed, but now unable to return to the world of man.

With that done he returned to his home and Delilah. He opened the door to his house and entered, looking around to see if she was still awake and about.

Delilah continued to look through the books, feeling the frustration and the pain that he had felt looking for this gate, she sat down on the chair and brought her fingers to her temples, this was too much for her, she would have to tell him, eventually, but how would she know that he really was searching for it to dystore it. She would have to wait and see itseemed, but he was so nice to her, completely healed her at risk of himself. And he was now off dealing with her master, well ex master now thanks to him.

She smiled at that thought he was making sure that she would be safe, and with that in mind she knew that he would deserve to come home to have a hot dinner so closing the books she stood and walked into the kitchen, she had been cooking for her master for a long time so she was a good cook able to make gourmet meals out of basicaly nothing. So she opened up the fridge and cupbords and almost imedialy got her ideas, taking ingrediants out she washed her hands and started making a dinner, she would start with a soup and a salad then a main course, then a dessert.

For the main course she choose rosemary chicken with a salad and twice baked potatoe, the smells would great him and hopefully would be welcoming, she assumed that he wouldn’t have anything in the house that he was allerigic too so she went around cooking the dinner she preheated the oven for 350 and put two poatoes in to start them cooking then took a can of cream of chicken soup opened it up poured it into a bowl then mixed in a cup of sour cream and some rosemary and added a bit of garlic, a trick she had learned and it worked well, the smell would draft around the house while it was cooking and mixed it well, then took the chicken breasts and put them in a swallow baking dish and poured the mixture over them, but didn’t put them in right away she wasn’t sure when he would be coming home.

She turned her attention to the appy. She decided to make a pepper jelly Appitzer, it was simple but she would put the salad and twice backed potatoe with the main course she simply took some cream cheese and some pepered Jelly she spred the Jelly over the cream cheese and put them in the fridge to set, the dessert would be simple enough, apple crisp, she made that and put it in the fridge and it would bake while they ate.

She then took out the potatoes cut off the top and scopped out all the soft flesh then mixed in some sour cream butter and cheese and someother spices then put it all back into the potatoes and popped those and the chicken back into the oven. Then she made the salad, a simple green salad, with veggies and of course the lettice, that went into the fridge to so not to whilt, she went around to set the table now two places, him at the head and hers beside him if he wanted her to move she would.

She smiled though as the smells surroned the kitchen and wafted into the rest of the house, it was nearly done as she heard the door open, she looked down only then remember she was in his housecoat but what else was she suppose to wear? The clothes that she came in were rags. But as he walked about she came to him. “Welcome home” she boweed slightly with out even noticing that she was. “I made dinner it is almost done but I have a appitzer to start she walked into the kitchen and pulled out the pepered jelly and grabbed some crackers. “After this I have some rosemary chicken with twice baked potaotes and while we- you eat that I will have dessert in the oven”

She lowered her head waiting to here is response for what she had done while he was out, the kitchen showed no evidence of her cooking, she had made a mess before and gotten serverly punished so she had learned. “I also set the table, I wasn’t sure if you wanted candles or not, some prefre to eat by candle light, and some don’t” She shifted nervously on her feet awaiting his response.

As he opened the door the smell of the food filled his nose. It smelled delicious and made his stomach growl. He was use to just fixing something quick and simple and never made anything that made the house smell that good. Then Delilah walked up wearing one of his house coats, welcoming him home. He followed her back to the kitchen when she said that she had an appitzer. The smell of the food was more intense in the kitchen.

He saw the table and smiled. She had been busy while he was gone. "Well now everything smells good. But now you sit and relax, and i will serve up the food for us." he moved up to her and guided her to a chair and had her sit. In doing so he moved the robe some that caused it to open more to reveal a nice amount of her tits. He looked down at them grinning, then moved to the stove and removed the food and brought it over to the table. He served up a couple plates full and sat down.

"You didn't have to cook all of this you know." he told her. "You are a guest in my house and you don't have to do that." he smiled. "But I thank you for making such a delicious meal. It has been a very long time since I have had anything like this." He began eating and made sure that she eat as well. Everything tasted marvelous. He ate till he could eat no more and then sat back sipping some wine.

Delilah was pleased by his reaction, never getting more then a grunt of approval. She turned her face to him “Well I wanted to thank you for opening your doors and protecting me even after you knew” She trailed offas he guided her to the chair. This was new, being allowed to eat with him, there was going to be a lot to get used here but she likd it. She noticed how he moved her/his house coat but she didn’t mind, she knew that her body was appealing, that’s why her master had kept her around.

As he got up and dished up the food she stood again “Forgive me but I have a dessert that needs to go in, no dinner is complete with out a dessert, she bent down taking it out the fridge then putting it into the oven then returned to him. Sitting down she took a bite of the food. “Well cooking seems to be a gift I suppose, I’m able to see meals with the ingredients placed in front of me she continued to eat, pleased with herself that she had done so well..

After they were done the dinner she pulled out the desert and cut him a piece with some ice cream and ate that has well. Then she stood as he sipped his wine and started to clear the table, she was doing it out of routine and was almost in a trance. As she walked around washing the plates.

Damion watched her as she got the desert and then began clearing the table of the dishes and then begin washing them. He could tell that she was doing it automaticly. He moved up behind her and placed his hands on her arms. "You do not have to do this. You are no longer a slave and your former master is not far away from here." As he talked he looked down at her tits moving up and down as she breathed. They were almost completely revealed now and she had not even tried to rearange the robe.

His cock was begining to get hard. Being so close to her and seeing her tits, and also knowing that she had nothing else on was arousing him. The robes belt was just inches away from his hands now and all he had to do was untie it and let the robe fall open. He wondered if she would mind him enjoying her.

As Daminon came up behind her and placed his hands on hers she jumped, she wasnt excepting him to com up behind her. She nodded. "I guess its just habit, but thank you, I will try and relax" She smiled as she could sense that he was looking at her tits, for some reason it didnt discust her, like it did when her master did. Slowly she turned around and looked up at him with her pericing blue eyes.

"Your sure my master is far away?" She licked her lips smiling, his thoughts were written all over his face. She stroked his face "I think the wine has muddled your mind" She smiled and slid away from him and sat down at the table again. "May I have a glass? I have never had some before"

He smiled as she turned and looked up at him. When she sat back down and asked for some wine, he poured her a glass. "Yes your master is gone. For how long I am not sure. I have a feeling that I will be seeing him again, but not to soon." he chuckled a bit. She still had not rearanged the robe and now that she sat back down her legs were showing more. He continued to stand and look at her as he sipped his wine. "It looks like we will have to get you some new clothes, unless you like running around naked."

That he would not mind, He would enjoy it, though other people might not see that and some might like it a bit to much. He would have to have something brought over. Something simple at first.

As Damion poured her the wine Deliliah smiled a thank you. “You have no ide how relived I am to hear that he is far away from me” She had never had wine before and didn’t know what to except but she sipped it like he had done and smiled as it hit her tounge an mouth, ‘Mmmmm this is good” She contined sipping but quickly and soon was finished the glass she felt a little light headed she licked her lips and looked up at him staring down at her and blushed slightly. “I see you have found the reason why my old master didn’t kill me although I was disobediant and should have been killed” She nodded. “Well that wine was really good, but am I suppose to feel so…” She paused “So is the wine suppose to make me feel like this?” She found herself leaning against him.

When Damion mentioned the clothes she blushed. “Sorry, I am just used to not covering up” She shrugged. “Some new clothes would be nice but not necessary, simple fabric and I can make my own” She paused “You learn how to do a lot when you are forced too” She smiled though as if it didn’t really bother her. She moved the housecoat slightly covering herself up. “I suppsose I should keep myself covered”

Damion smiled as she tried to cover herself and said she probably should keep herself covered. "Well I am not one to mind looking upon a womans charms. I think it a shame women have to cover up so much espcecially those that have such exciting bodies." He moved over to her and again moved the robe to expose her tits. "But there are those in this world that seem to frown on that. So I will see about getting you some, so you don't have to stay inside the house." he grinned, "But here if you don't want to ware any, I would not mind."

He reached down and undid the simple tie and then helped her to stand up. He looked her over and sipped his wine. Then he moved around behind her and again moved the robe to expose more of her body and free her tits completely.