Downward Low:

Simone’s Notes:

On a physical level, BDSM "sensation play" often involves inflicting pain, even if without actual injury. This releases endorphins, creating a sensation somewhat like runner's high or the afterglow of orgasm, sometimes called "subspace", which many find enjoyable. Some use the term "body stress" to describe this physiological sensation. More eloquently, the philosopher Edmund Burke defines this sensation of pleasure derived from pain by the word sublime. The regions of the brain that manage sexual stimuli and pain overlap, resulting in some individuals associating pain with sexual pleasure as the neurological reactions are intertwined.

Edward finally made his way over to Syd. He finally got up the guts to ask about Azrael and Dora. The alchemist found Syd smoking a joint out in the parking lot of the apartment. Ed felt uneasy about him. But he had to know or else he would loose his mind over it. Ed walked over to the deity. “Syd,” he spoke up. The smoking deity looked down at the alchemist. Syd smirked at him. “Hello, shrimp!” he called. Edward got annoyed. “DON’T CALL ME SMALL!!!” he yelled out. “I AM NOT A SHRIMP!!!” Syd snickered at him. “Couldn’t resist!” he called. Ed looked away annoyed. The deity kept snickering at him.

Syd calmed down. “Anyway,” he spoke up. “What do you want?” Ed calmed down again enough to speak. “What do you know about Azrael and Dora?” he asked. Syd’s face became serious. “Years ago,” he spoke up. “Dora Gibbs was a duchess in the oversexed years of Amestris. She was a beautiful woman and many men wanted her. But, things aren’t always what they seem. Dora dealt in witchcraft and forbidden alchemy. She even made human sacrifices.” “Where does Azrael come in?” Edward asked. “Dora summoned him,” Syd explained. “She killed one of her hand maidens to bring him from the gate. Azrael stayed around for weeks until he just got up and left.” Edward looked confused. “And… what happened to Dora?” he asked. The deity frowned as he shook his head. “Dora went mad and well, the worst just can’t be said. Why?” Edward forced himself to smile. “No real reason,” he replied. Then, the alchemist walked away. Syd watched in suspicion. He didn’t buy the answer at all. “Why would he ask about such question?” he thought. “And how does he know about Azrael?” Syd decided to keep watch over the alchemist.

Edward was walking back to the basement that night. Three days had passed. Ed gave up on trying to sleep anymore. Insomnia had taken over his life. The boy waited nervously. He seated himself in the same spot that he first found Azrael in. Now that he knew the story, he just needed to know the reason. Ed looked over at the clock. Three minutes to midnight. Azrael was nowhere in sight. “I’m here, now where is he?” the alchemist thought. “Did he set me up?” Edward was about to leave when he heard footsteps. The boy looked up and saw the incubus himself. Azrael was still dressed in his nice suit and grinning at him. “Nice to see you again!” he called. Edward had a mix of disgust and fear with this guy. “I heard what you did to Dora!” he barked. “You sick bastard!” “She gave me power and I gave her bliss!” the incubus replied. “Call it equivalent trade if you will!” “Don’t mock the principle of equivalent trade!” Edward yelled out. “You drove Dora mad!” “Dora was her own undoing!” Azrael corrected. The alchemist glared at him coldly.

“What do you want from me?” Edward barked again at him. His “friend” smiled wickedly at him. “Come with me!” he replied. Then Azrael headed further into the basement. Edward sighed to himself. “Like I have a choice!” he thought annoyed. Then he rose to his feet and followed behind. The guys came to a boiler room. The only light available was the moonlight in the windows high above the room. Edward froze in complete shock. Young woman was lying on the floor bound and gagged. She was a beautiful thing to stare at. Her long reddish-black hair was loose and lying around her. She had on a tight red dress that was sleeveless and strapless. The woman didn’t have any make-up on her. The poor soul looked as if she had been beaten almost to death by Azrael earlier before in the day. Bruises and cuts were all over her arms, shoulders, chest, neck, and legs. Hand prints were all over her lovely face and neck. Dried blood was all her skin. She looked scared out of her mind. Ed was sick with worry for her. The incubus walked ahead of Edward. He stood over his hostage. Azrael looked at his friend harmlessly. “What?” he asked innocently. “You can’t expect me to come past the gate and not have any fun!” Ed quickly became angry. “Let her go, Azrael!” he yelled out. The incubus smiled at him wickedly. “Where’s the fun in that?” he asked as if his “friend” had insulted him. “The party’s only getting started!” The alchemist wanted to rush in and help the woman, but he found himself unable to move at all. “What are you going to do with her?!?” he yelled out.

Azrael looked at him smirking. He drew out a sharp curved knife. “Dora’s sacrifice was years ago!” he replied. “And?” Edward asked. “I’m losing strength every day!” the incubus went on. Ed kept glaring at him. “But,” Azrael spoke up. “Before I get down to business, I plan to have a little ‘fun’ with her!” Edward became even more defensive. “What do you mean fun?” he asked. The incubus kept smiling coldly. “Stay and watch!” he called. Then, he turned to the woman. He knelt down to her grinning. “Don’t try running away again,” he whispered to her. “Or else you’ll guarantee yourself a quicker death! Understand?” Then, he removed the gag from her lips. The victim screamed out loud. Azrael slapped her hard. The girl went quiet. The incubus smirked at her. “Much better!” he called aloud. His hostage was slowly starting to cry. Her reaction really shot up his fire. Edward wanted to help her but he just couldn’t move. Something was just holding him firmly in place.

The incubus ripped off the girl’s dress. Her pale curvy body was exposed to the boys. The same was all over her body just like her limbs, neck, and face. Edward just couldn’t help but to stare at her. He was caught between pity and arousal. Azrael stood over his captive grinning. “That’s my girl!” he called. Then, the incubus undid his pants and yanked them down. He slid off his boxers and yanked them down. The man mounted his victim. He violent spread her legs apart. The woman screamed out again. Azrael slapped her again and violently shoved himself into her. The poor soul screamed out in pain. The incubus choked her to silence her. “Shut up, you stupid little bitch!” he snapped. The man kept choking her until she went quiet. He didn’t try to choke her until she was unconscious. Azrael looked up at Edward. The alchemist looked at him palely. The incubus looked back at him with no shame. “I need the slut awake for the fun!” he called. Then Azrael began pulling in and out of her rapidly and violently. The woman began to cry again. The incubus just slapped her again in the mouth to silence her. The victim went quiet under him. Azrael pinned her down to keep her from fighting back as he kept raping her hard. She felt like she would choke from the pressure on her bare chest. Edward just stood there frozen. He just couldn’t move. His mind and the monster had trapped him in a place that he couldn’t escape. Part of him was sick of it and wanted to run away from the violent atrocity in front of him. But yet, the alchemist found himself completely… turned on by it! He wanted to jump in and help out with such abuse. Try as he might to push out all bad thoughts, Edward just couldn’t help but to crave and desire the poor abused soul.

At the climax, Azrael sank his crawls deeply into the woman’s fragile shoulders. She screamed out in deep pain. The incubus kneed her in the stomach hard to shut her up again. The woman fell weak under her again. Azrael decided to rape her again so he did. After the second time, the incubus rose to his feet and drew out his knife. The woman and Edward were too scared and frozen stiff to scream out. The incubus grinned at her coldly. “This is the price, love!” he called out to her. Azrael raised the knife high above his head. The woman’s eyes grew big in deep fear. Edward’s heart raced like a wild horse. It was like watching a very bad train wreck; he just couldn’t turn away to spare himself. Soon… STAB!!! The knife landed right into the woman’s heart. She died instantly. The blood quickly seeped out onto hard cold floor. Edward just stood there with his jaw dropped to the ground in scared shock. How can something so perfect and gentlemanly stoop so low to commit such a harsh act on an innocent woman? Azrael stood over the corpse smiling. “It’s all set now!” he said to himself softly in victory. Then, he got dressed and turned back to his audience. Edward was still staring at him in great uncontrollable fear. Azrael smiled wickedly at him.

“Killing, it’s the best thing in the world!” the incubus called out. “Except maybe f*****g corpse afterwards!” He laughed aloud. Edward was trembling badly now. “Y-Y-You monster!” he yelled out. “How could no do that to an innocent woman?!?” Azrael walked over to his future-ally. He leaned down to his ear. “You’ll understand in time, my friend!” the incubus whispered. Ed went cold and stiff at that statement. Azrael backed up smiling. “We will meet again!” he told Edward in complete confidence. Then, Azrael left the alchemist all alone in the dark basement with the fresh body.