La Flight:

Simone’s Notes:

O's lover, Rene, brings her to the chateau of Roissy, where she is trained to serve the men of an elite group. After the training is finished, Rene hands O to Sir Stephen, an even more dominant master. O falls in love with him. As final proof of her love O decides to move to Samois, an old mansion solely inhabited by women for advanced training. There she agrees to receive a branding and a labia piercing with rings as a final sign of dedication to her lifestyle. At the climax, O appears as a slave, nude but for an owl-like mask, before a large party of guests.

Sunday was the moment of truth. Santa would be put to the ultimate test this morning. She had been put through weeks of “training.” Now, here came the moment of truth. Edward had been her up on the auction stage. Now, he was sitting in the balcony watching and waiting for the show to begin. He got there early to get the best seat in the room. Manami came in next to him. Her right-hand looked up when she was right next to him. She was dressed in a tight little leather black dress with matching kitten heels. Her hair was back into a long pink ponytail. A wicked smile came across his face.

“Manami!” he said happily. “You’re here early! Have a seat?”

“Gladly,” the fallen princess replied. Then she sat down next to her pet. Edward felt a rush of excitement burst through his veins.

“Is this the day we all see your slave?” Manami asked in a seductive tone.

“Yes, ma’am!” Edward said in pride. “She’s behind the curtain as we speak. We just need the audience to show up and we’ll be set for the show.”

“I see,” Manami said back. “The others are waiting outside at the moment. The doors don’t open until ten.” Edward looked at the nearest clock he could see. He smirked coldly.

"That is just about," the alchemist said. "Now!"

 Then the lights slowly flickered on. Faerie walked over to the doors and unlocked them. The stream of men and women flooded into the auditorium. He had sent out invitations for the show. The alchemist had become so persuasive to get what he wanted from anyone and anything. Today was no expectation to the rule. This morning was going to be one hell of a morning. Edward and Manami smiled to each other.

"Let the show begin!" Manami said proudly.

"Gladly!" the alchemist said. The incubi and succubi all sat down in their seats. Edward watched on proudly. "Okay, Santa!" the incubus alchemist thought strongly. "This is your final test! I will let you be in control if you submit to me! Don't fail me, Santa!" Once everyone was seated, Faerie flew forward to the stage and took form into her human-like form. She took the mic and moved it in front of her lips.

"Good morning, ladies and gents!" the fairy called out in a loud booming voice over the speakers. "We all have a great treat for all of you. Behold, the angel of suffering! Enjoy the show!" Then the deep wine red curtain slowly rose upwards. The incubi and succubi were all watching on in awe. Santa stood before everyone on stage. She was naked except for two huge white angel wings tied to her back and a feathery white owl mask on her face. Glitter was all over her bare flesh. Chains seemed to be holding her firmly where she stood. The succubus seemed to be trembling for some reason. Shame was arousing the incubi as they kept watching one her. Edward was watching with a wicked smile on his face.

"Go on Santa," he thought with a dirty mind. "Show us all that you got!" His slave stood there watching the gawking crowd. She seemed to be waiting for something to hit her like a violent tide wave. Within seconds, it did. All of the incubi leapt forward and began to have their ways with her. They were each biting and licking at her bare glittery flesh. Santa's voice was so weak that she could barely scream out in pain. All she could do was pant hard in pleasure. Edward and Manami just watched on in delight. The fallen princess turned to her favorite slave.

"You have trained her well, Edward," she complimented.

"I know," he replied. "I'm just seeing if she is ready yet." Manami just smiled at him again.

"I know she is," she said. "Because I made you so powerful." Edward smirked at her.

"I see," he said. Then the alchemist tried to lean in and kiss her. The fallen princess blocked him right away. Her pet looked at her with crushed puppy dog eyes. His mistress just smiled at him and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"There will be plenty of time for that later," she whispered to him seductively. "Okay?" Edward nodded to her slowly. Manami smiled at him wickedly. Her control over him was still high. Then they turned back to the show.

Meanwhile, things on stage had gotten hotter. The angel of suffering was now under a pile of randy incubi. They were really having their way with her. Santa didn't even try to fight back this time. She had learned to let the dominate have their ways with her. The succubus widow had learned that too well. One of them was biting him heavily in the neck. She cried out silently. Her heart raced like an untamed wild horse. She could barely breathe at all. The window was choking badly. The beasts were crushing down on her lungs and inner organs. She thought that she would suffocate to death with desire. Her wings were really getting crushed under the pile. Santa’s body was wet all over with wet all with warm liquids all known to man. The succubus was getting really dizzy from the lack of oxygen and pleasure that was high and out of control in her body. The chains holding her down weren’t helping her either. She really wanted to be free soon. Something had to give really soon.

“You want to be up soon?” a voice asked her in her mind. Santa quickly noticed who was talking to her. That heightened the excitement in her heart even more. Edward was communicating to her through her mind. Santa’s heart rose almost to her throat.

“I do! I do!” she said again and again.

“Then you know what to do!” her master told her. Santa knew what to say, but yet she didn’t want to say. The succubus wanted to hold out as long as she could. She didn’t want to come off weak to her master and all of the rest. Santa just kept quiet and sucked in a mouthful of air to endure more of the seductive abuse. Edward sat back smirking at the whole show. “So be it, little Santa,” he thought evilly. “Suffer well, my darling!” The incubi continued to have their way with the succubus. The heat and the drowning kept on growing. Edward and Manami kept on watching the tasty lust show. Both were getting pretty aroused because of it. Edward wasn’t even sure if he could hold back his own much longer. He was tempted to go on and make out with Manami right away. But the alchemist knew that she would refuse him if he tried. So the best that he could was imagine the whole encounter in his head. The intense lust and desire kept building up higher and higher. Somebody was going to snap at any moment!

At long last, Santa couldn’t take it anymore. She had finally reached her breaking point with these monsters. She wasn’t so sure how much more she could handle of them.

“I give up!” the succubus widow cried out. “I surrender myself to you fully Edward Elric! I pledge everything I have left to you! I love you, Edward Elric!” She kept screaming this over and over again. Manami turned to her right hand smiling.

“It’s your call, my pet.” she told him richly. Edward smiled at his options. He was now satisfied with the end results. The alchemist pulled the chord just above his head. Everyone froze and looked up. Edward stood up and walked over to the railing.

“That’s enough!” he called out. “She’s done for today!” The incubi all groaned in misery and climbed off of her. Santa lied there on her back on the stage. Sweat was coated all over her naked flesh. Her wings were crushed to little pieces. The only thing that was still in tact was the mask on her pretty little face. The chains were still tight upon her lovely wrists and ankles. Santa was really too weak now. The final results were as clear as day. Santa Connor, the widow succubus, had been broken!