Tart City:

Simone’s Notes:

In extreme scenarios, there is a focus on exchange of bodily fluids and total forfeit of rights from the slave (TPE), and acts may involve spitting domination or watersports, also known as golden showers. Some dominant women expect to be served orally during their menstrual periods, a practice that is known as having a sub earn his "red wings". A fairly common variation on this is a rape fantasy in which the female is the dominant partner, or wrestling/fighting in which the female is stronger than the male. This places an emphasis on emasculating the male, with him trying, or pretending to try, to take control, but failing.

In the morning, Ella came to Irene’s apartment. She knocked on the struggling artist’s door. Ella had been checking on the troubled artist since that little trip to the hospital back in May. Irene was too valuable to them to die early. They needed her pictures to know where they stood on this dark harvest. It was a long shot, but next to Alessia, Irene was all they had.

“Miss Myer!” the deity yelled out. “I’ve come to pick up more of your art!” She had a low mumble behind the door. Ella waited patiently. She knew this would take a while. “I really need to work on her!” the deity thought. Then, the door flung open wide. Ella stared at Irene with concern. The artist looked stoned. She hadn’t slept in hours. Ella wanted to feed right away.

“Irene?” the deity asked. “Are you high?” Irene looked at her with glazed eyes. A happy look was on her stoned face. The artist started laughing out loud. Ella stared at her blankly.

“Okay…” she said. “Where is the art?” Irene just whirled away from her. The deity walked in cautiously. This was not good. Irene had fallen off the path again. Ella just sighed.

“Never mind,” she replied. “I’ll find them myself.” Ella then walked into the apartment. The smell of burnt pot and coke made her nose hairs curl. Ella thought that she was going to be sick. “Oh god!” she thought. “This has got to be stopped if we are going to fight this harvest!” The deity found her way to the paintings. She found two new ones. One was a small one of Elle in Azrael’s arms after she was attacked by the drugs thugs that she killed. The other was a wall-length one. This painting had Ella’s full attention. The canvas was divided into nine parts. Ella studied each one closely. It didn’t take her long to figure it all out.

“This is the nine levels of Manami’s hell!” she thought in shock. But then, she noticed something else too. The paintings weren’t finished yet. This was a good sign. There was still some time to stop the city’s fall from grace. Sadly, Ella didn’t have much details to accompany her theory. That would have to be for Irene or Syd to explain. Sadly, Irene was stoned at the moment and Syd was nowhere to be found at the moment. So, Ella was just stuck at the moment. “Well,” she thought. “Looks like I’ll have to wait until Ms. Myers sobers up again.” Ella sighed. This was going to be “fun.” The deity sat down on the floor and waited.

Meanwhile last night, the succubi were expanding rapidly in numbers. Manami decided that the apartment was not really safe for all of them to stay. So she sent Faerie to scoop out for some property to grow more in. The fairy found a vacant lot between China Town and the Red Light District. The whole property met all of the girls’ needs. Plenty of contacts, active at night, and a perfect breeding ground for more fallen worlds. Faerie smiled to herself wickedly. “This is perfect!” she thought. Then, she flew back to Manami. After the report, the excess succubi moved into that blank lot.

Tonight, the new succubi were hungry for some new flesh. But they weren’t hungry for flesh of a man. They wanted some young new flesh to torment. Little Iris promised them a young girl for them to play with.

“Don’t worry girls,” she told them. “I will you the perfect toy for you to play with! Just give me three days to do it.” The girls were cheering like crazy at those words. The succubus smiled to herself wickedly. She knew the right to pick a fresh new human pet for them. The only thing that needed to come in was the timing. Oh, how Little Iris hated waiting. This was no exception.

Three days passed by smoothly. Little Iris came to the “tart city” as her and her friends called it. She came into the “square” where the women met. Just as she expected, they were there waiting for her. Little Iris smiled to herself wickedly. “They are all here!” she thought happily. The monster cleared her throat aloud. The hungry militant succubi were all waiting for her.

“I’ve got a little present for you!” Little Iris called out. The girls all waited eagerly. Little Iris smiled as she shoved the new pet forward. The girls all watched happily. The pet tonight was a young fifteen year old girl. She was a sweet-looking thing. Long red-blonde hair to her waist, gorgeous ember eyes, small figure, rosy cheeks, small face, and developing features. The girl looked scared for her little life. With good reason too. The sea of monsters were eyeing her with hunger. Little Iris smiled at them wickedly.

“Here you are!” she called to them. “Enjoy!” Then, the succubus shoved the girl to her friends and left. The young pet looked at her captives in great fear. The beasts all closed in on her and the violent feast began.

The girl’s screams echoed throughout the city. She had every worst thing imagined done to her. The succubi beat her constantly. They raped her violently. The girl was burned, cut, flogged, kicked, hit, kicked, and scratched. The beasts even cut and pulled her hair in a violent fit. The girl begged and pleaded for them to stop. Sadly, the girls didn’t listen to her. They just kept attacking her one by one. This was another reason Manami had placed some of the succubi in the tart city. Theses were the more militant type. This lot kept appearing more and more as the harvest came along. They just could not be trained or civilized at all. Manami and the other succubi saw them as a problem. They couldn’t kill them, because they were needed for the whole revolution to come. But there was still a huge problem. These women proved hard to be tamed no matter what. All of the other options at the time seemed to dry up fast. So what were they going to do with these violent fallen women? Then, Mya came up with a great idea.

“Mistress,” she said to Manami. “Why not place the savages in a city together and let them punish the pets that unruly and difficult to tame?” The fallen princess thought about that for a second. Then, a wicked smile came across her face.

“You know,” she replied. “That is a great idea!” So, they set up this experiment to test out this theory. Thus, Little Iris kidnapping a young girl and taking her to the newly made tart city. Well needless to say, this experiment was going all according to plan! The savages were having a great time indeed! The fallen world now had another depth and level to it. It was all thanks to the dark harvest.

By morning, Little Iris came back to check on the new pet. She found her lying on the ground in such a mess. The poor girl was beaten and bruised all over. She was still slowly bleeding from last night. Some of her blood was dried on her worn skin. The pet had tears in her sweet eyes. Plus, her clothes were torn to shreds. The girl was staring up at Little Iris terrified. The succubus just smiled at her wickedly.

“Perfect!” she said aloud. “This arrangement will work after all!” Then the pretty monster picked up the test doll and took her back over to the apartment with her.

The same morning, Syd came over to the Bailey’s apartment. He knocked heavily on the door. Alessia silently answered the door. Her eyes grew big in fear at the sight of him. Syd just smiled at her neutrally.

“Hey,” he said to her. “Are you alone?” The girl didn’t answer him at all. She didn’t have to. Syd knew what the answer was already. He reached into his coat and drew… some color pencils. The little girl now looked at him confused. What was this man after now?

“Okay Alessia,” Syd said to her calmly. “I want you to listen and listen to me closely. Okay?” The girl nodded at him nervously. The deity drew in a deep breath.

“I need you to draw something me!” he blurted out boldly.