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Part Nine: Suffer

.o.o.o.

Jekt leaned the blade down against
the spinning stone wheel. Sparks
shot upward as the stone sharpened the edge of the blade. The whole time, the
continuous grind of the equipment could be heard.

�The blade had to be just right, you know.� He spoke to a
hooded figure whose face was covered in bandages.

�Why�s that?� The covered face asked in a raspy voice. He
seemed to slouch slightly as he stood across from where the blade master sat on
his stool.

�It has to be sharp; you must never cut flesh with a dull or
damaged blade.� Jekt explained and held up his weapon
to examine it. �The greatest precision and the best blades are essential�� He
paused.

The ragged edged of the cloak brushed across the surface of
the stone floor as the cloaked figure nodded and skulked about to look up at
the unconscious Yusuke suspended in the center of the room.

�That�s what makes the difference between a butcher and a
botcher.� He added darkly.

The hooded figure regarded Yusuke with some degree of morbid
curiosity and distaste. He scanned him up and down and then turned back to Jekt. �And him, will you craft him?�

Jekt frowned as he looked at his
weapon. �No, my gift for agony would be wasted on a human� they�re so fragile-
we can only indirectly harm them through subtler torture and degradation.� He
explained.

�And beyond that, he is not to be permanently maimed or
disfigured.�

�Humans never could appreciate the finer points of
suffering.� The unknown figure remarked as he stood, stooped over before Yusuke.
�But, I imagine the Mistress will have many things in store for him?�

Jekt smiled and looked up. �Of
course, she is a task master of the art of pain and humiliation- why my
imagination reels with the possibilities.� He added happily.

The cloaked figure sauntered back over to him. �I hear that The Guillotine will be arriving soon.�
He stated with a certain amount of anticipation.

The demon smiled. �Yes, and when The Guillotine comes, then the party can really get started.�

.o.o.o.

A sharp slap to the face brought him around. Yusuke blinked
several times and then focused on the person standing before him.

The familiar face of the Mistress glared at him as a gloved
hand gripped his chin and tilted his head to the side for inspection. �I was
starting to think you were never going to wake up.� She remarked chidingly to
him as she stepped back.

�Now� before we get started, I don�t suppose you�d simply
like to give up and agree to be my servant?� She asked in an insincere tone,
crossing her arms. She was wearing her usual leather corset and long boots with
zips up the sides. She had a matching choker around her neck as well.

�Screw you!� Yusuke spat with a venomous tone of voice.

The Mistress turned to the side and picked up a long black
object and placed the slender tip between her supple red lips.

Another female, this on wearing a large feather boa around
her neck and� slinky dress with a
revealing slit up on side, held out a hand and lit the cigarette on the end of
the holder.

The mistress smiled once the tip sparked to life and pulled
back. A few puffs on it and she turned, blowing a smoke ring at him. �Still so
defiant�� she observed in a condescending tone. She then pointed a finger at
him and smiled. �Good, I like a challenge!� She exclaimed.

The Mistress picked up a long, slender whip and walked over
to him. �You have fire in your eyes- mut!� She told him, locking her gaze with his. �But I can
snuff out that flame easily enough!� She added.

The tall female demon slipped behind him and it wasn�t long
before Yusuke felt the vicious sting of the leather against his back. It went
on, striking against him several more times.

�Gaghhhh!�
The young man cried out from the series of blows dealt to him. A single crimson
eye narrowed as her lips curved into a smile.

�That must really hurt?� She asked. �But you may be
wondering about a few things now that you�ve had some time to mull things
over.� She added, walking over to him and moving in close, so that her lips
brushed against his neck and up to this ear.

�You won�t be able to use your powers here� I took
precautions to have you drained of your spirit energy.� She added. �And without
it, you�re not much more then a regular human...�

She paused, brushing her sharp teeth down across the flesh
of his neck. �You�re really suffering now� and you�re afraid.� She told him in
a husky tone as she ran a hand down his stomach stopping over his crotch- the
same time as her fangs grazed the surface of his soft skin around his collarbone.

She rubbed him through the fabric and smiled when he bucked
his hips involuntarily, grunting in frustration. ��You�re not accustomed to
fear, are you? Spirit Detective?�

Yusuke could feel himself going into a cold sweat as she
touched him, both the caress of her hand against his maleness and biting sting
of her whip. Against everything he stood for, he gasped� just managing to
restrain the whimper in his throat.

The Mistress smiled, she could tell that he was hard from
her touch. She had only been abusing him for a couple of days, but his body
relented to her gently touches.

She would become his source of agony. She would be his
tormentor, inflicting terrible pain and humiliation upon him. Yet, at the same
time, she would become his sole source of pleasure amidst it all. His mind
rebelled, but his body caved into her, accepting her touch as both pain and
comfort.

His pleasure was entangled in the shame he felt. The
maddening notion that he was being aroused and abused at the same time sent
chills of fear throughout his body. Yusuke looked to the side and narrowed his
eyes. �

�I can harm you to my heart�s content, but I can give you
release, would you like that?� She asked teasingly as she caressed the bulge
through the fabric of his pants.

She smiled, leaning against him- her leather clad breasts
pushing against the battered bare surface of his back. She slipped her hand
down the front of his pants and snaked her fingers around his length.

She smiled inwardly as she began caressing his manhood, feeling
the tremors run through his form, against her. She loosened his pants and freed
him as she continued to stroke him. ��That�s right, surrender to me, my pet,
show me your true self.� She whispered into his ear.

�This is the release your body begs me for,
this is the unspoken truth that all living things know.� She added. She paused,
sensing he was about to come. �Now beg me to finish- tell me that you want to
know the carnal and the debased.�

�NO!!!� Yusuke screamed at her, his voice ragged and uneven
from the blissful torture.

She sighed and stepped back. �Such a waste, but I�ll have
you in the end.� She remarked, tucking his still hard penis back into his pants.

�I�ll take great pleasure from watching that defiant mask of
your melt away.� She added and walked over to the other female demon that had
been there watching the whole time with a voyeuristic smile on her face.

She stopped before the other female. �Beruka,
send someone to let him down- I want him well rested for tomorrow.�

The female demon nodded nervously. �Yes my lady.�

The Mistress noted her flushed face. ��don�t tell me you
were aroused by that my dear?� She asked in uncharacteristically soft tone.
�You wanted to touch yourself- didn�t you?�

Beruka nodded. �Yes, my lady.� She
answered, looking down.

The other female smiled. �Such honesty� it must be hard to
only watch all the time? I�ll make you feel better.� She added.

.o.o.o.

�You�re telling me you found him like this?�

�Yes sir, he was dead in his cell this mourning.�

�Do you have any idea how he died?�

�Not yet my lord, but Toshiro may know� he found him this
morning.�

Koenma looked away from the Ogre
and at the agent in question. Toshiro walked up to him and nodded.

�My lord?� Toshiro asked
courteously.

�You say you found him dead?� Koenma
asked coolly, standing before him in his adult form.

He nodded. �I came by to interrogate him before I departed,
and found him dead� I think he may have committed ritual suicide somehow.�

Koenma looked back at the demon�s
body. �And no one else was with you at the time?� He asked, receiving a nod in
reply. �This really is unfortunate- he was our only possible lead on this
case.�

�Lord Koenma!!!�

The two of them turned around and Jeorge
burst into the room. The blue Ogre tried to catch his breath. �Sir� it�s Councilman Halcon��

�Calm down!� Koenma snapped. �What
about him?�

�En rout back here, his carriage was destroyed� he�s dead
sir.�

.o.o.o.

Matsui set the cup of tea down as his eyes widened at the
news just sent to him. The servant stood before him gravely.

�Saint John Halcon was killed?�
The question came, as if to confirm the inevitable reality of the statement.

The servant nodded. �His carriage was heading back here from
his furlough when it suddenly exploded.�

Matsui looked to the side. ��Terrorism?� He mused. �They�re
much bolder then I would have guessed�� He muttered to himself. �Such terrible
times we live in these days��

.o.o.o.

There was a slight rustle as the figure stepped up to the
large metal door of the club. A hatch on the door slid open and then closed and
the doors swung open.

A male demon in a headset watched her from the balcony he
elevated stage he was on, surrounded by banks of equipment that controlled the
volume of the music and the level of lighting and air circulation.

�Mistress, forgiving me for disturbing you right now- but I
think �The Guillotine� has arrived.� He spoke.

�Thank you DJ, I�ll be there to greet our guest personally
in a few minutes�� She replied calmly.

.o.o.o.

The Mistress smiled to herself as she set in the bed,
cradling Beruka�s nude body against hers. She had her
hand down between the other female�s legs, stroking the soft inner walls of her
slit with her slender fingers.

Beruka groaned as two fingers thrust
rhythmically into her dripping core while another hand squeezed and kneaded her
right breast, pinching her painfully still nipple.

She gasped as a million stars exploded before her eyes and
she soaked the hand with her juices as the violent orgasm rocked her body. Her
entire body was glistening with sweat.

The mistress removed her hand and brought it up to her face.
Beruka obediently took the fingers into her mouth and
sucked them hungrily- savoring the taste of herself.

The Taller female carefully slipped out of bed and set her
down. �Now rest, my puppet, I have matters to attend to.� She instructed her
before getting dressed.

.o.o.o.

Yusuke groaned, he was coming around, but the haze only gave
way to darkness. Wherever he was now, he couldn�t see anything.

But he felt a soft caress on his cheek. �Quiet, you must
rest now�� A gentle feminine voice told him.

�Who are you?� He asked painfully.

�This is all in your mind, I�m
reaching out to you as a projection.� The voice said. �You need only think the
words and I will hear them.�

��who are you?�

�I�m not yet ready to reveal myself to you, it�s too risky�
I have to know more about you and what your intentions are.�

�I�m investigating the attempted assassination of Shiotori Matsui��

�You, you really don�t know the truth then, do you?�

�What are you talking about?�

�That man who you are trying to protect- he�s not who you
think he is.�

Yusuke smiled weekly. �Sure� from what I�ve seen- no is
exactly who they appear to be.�

�No� this is different� you don�t know the truth about him-
know one from your world does� except for Matsui himself.�

Yusuke was silent.

�You�re pawn in a much larger event� what�s going on is
bigger than any single one of us.�

�I�ve heard that same old song and dance before- Koenma and his old man have been jerking me around for
years. I�m just a guy doing my job.� Yusuke paused. �No� actually I�m an
asshole for getting myself in this mess.�

�You�re a victim too, like all of us� the repercussions of
his actions have effected many� including myself.�

�What are you trying to tell me?� Yusuke groaned inwardly.

The door slid open and Yusuke flinched and narrowed his eyes
as light invaded the room. He looked up and saw a slender female demon (in
leather leggings and gloves and corset similar to the Mistress) looking down at
him.

Her face was covered by s strange leather mask that was
bound up in an intricate system of snaps and buckles. Her lower half of her
face was visible, along with her nose. Her right eye was concealed by the mask
while her left eye- a brilliant violet- glared down at him.

�That man is the devil!�

(- End of Chapter 9 -)

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