Raven, Powerless Pet

by OceanChee (ao3)

Chapter 1: The Collar

“On your knees” The words boomed through an open throne room. The voice belonged to a man with a picture-perfect masculine physique. He wore nothing and sat on an ornate throne with an uninterested expression. The man's skin was adorned with dark tattoos that covered each inch of his muscular body, the color of which contrasted against his ashen gray skin. The tattoos formed an intricate puzzle of many small curves and edges with just enough gap between each to see his skin.

Soft footsteps came from a few feet away as Raven moved from her position beside the throne to the open space between his legs. The Titan's outfit was familiar but distorted. Normally she wore a black latex leotard with long sleeves, a flowing purple cloak and large hood. Now it was replaced with a similar, transparent lace leotard. The hero's inner cleavage was on display as a hole had been woven into the garment starting just below her neck and reaching down until just under her breasts.

Much like her normal garb, the outfit ended at her crotch. Like the latex leotard, this one left her legs bare, but it also left bare the skin just above them until the crests of her hips. Draped loosely on her hips was the same red gem belt that she normally wore. Each gem was spaced apart several inches and connected by a thick golden thread. Running up each leg until her knees were a set of dark purple, almost black, socks, the color of which matched with the rest of her outfit.

Along each arm until the elbow ran a pair of finger-less gloves which clung to her skin tightly like the rest of her garb. The neck of her outfit ran high up her throat until eventually it was covered by a dark leather collar. Gold trims ran along the top and bottom of the collar with intricate engravings running along the middle of it, the piece completed by a large, red, glowing, gem in the center. The gem matched perfectly with the same gems that ran along Raven's belt and the gem that rested in the center of her forehead.

The material of her outfit was dark enough that on anyone else you could not see underneath, but Raven had porcelain white skin which stood out, serving to make the outfit even more revealing than it already was. This teasing view of her skin was accentuated by the tightness of her outfit. It was so snug to her skin that the piercings on her nipples were even more apparent than her pale complexion.

With her head bowed Raven slowly walked to the front of the throne and obediently knelt on the small cushion that was between the man's legs. “Pleasure me.” Without hesitation, Raven lowered her head to the man's crotch and after a few moments she began to bob up and down.

Raven jolted up from her bed, her chest heaving in a disoriented panic. The Titan looked down at what she was wearing and was relieved to find her usual latex outfit. With eyes still wide in surprise, Raven scanned her room. It was pitch black and motionless. After a moment of silent observation, the hero finally calmed her breath. Confusion ran through the nineteen-year-old’s head as she wondered why she had such a dream and why was it so vivid. She could recall in exact detail how she looked, how she moved, even how she felt. She shivered as she recalled how it felt, appalled.

The girl had been born with the innate ability to harness magic and that power was fueled by emotion so, she had spent much of her life practicing to keep her emotions in check. If she lost her composure, she risked unleashing the full extent of her abilities, or worse, unleashing her father, Trigon. Her father was a powerful demon who constantly harassed Raven in an attempt to get her to free him from a realm she had imprisoned him in when she was very young. In either case, it would mean the deaths of many. So every day for many hours Raven meditated to calm her mind. She had achieved a reputation for the clam demeanour she achieved through these efforts, and was regarded as apathetic or detached by those around her as it was emotions both good and bad that she had to suppress.

Sometimes, despite the excellent control she had over her emotions, they would carry over into her dreams. Raven contemplated this and what it might mean for the dream she had moments before. NO. She refused to believe there could be any emotions that belonged to her that would cause her to act out in such a way. That dream was...not me. Raven sighed as she realized that she likely wouldn't be getting back to sleep.

With ease, the Titan harnessed her powers of levitation, floated a few feet into the air and crossed her legs in a meditative pose. Closing her eyes, the teen brought herself to a tranquil and mindful state, something she had been training herself to do for her entire life.

Her breaths were slow and steady as she floated almost entirely motionless. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Raven visualized her surroundings. The desk across her room, the massive bookshelf at the end of her bed, the heavy curtains blocking out the moonlight. Breathe in. Breathe out. The shelves of small artifacts and trinkets lined her walls. Breathe in. Breathe out. She visualized herself and how she fit in that environment. In. Out. How her body floated above the silken sheets. In. Out. How her chest heaved up and down with each breath. In. Out. How her breasts rocked back and forth in rhythmic movement. In. Out. How her mouth hung open in labored breaths. In. Out. How her legs were pushed back over her head. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. How her fingers grasped at the sheets in desperation. In, Out, In, Out, In, Out. How her eyes fluttered back in their sockets. In Out In Out In Out. How she was rocked back and forth without protest In-out-in-out-in-out-in-out-in-out. How her legs trembled in ecstasy. InOutInOutInOutInOutInOut.

Raven’s eyes snapped open as she gasped for breath, falling down onto her bed. Wh…what. She thought as her body shook. A familiar shiver suddenly ran down Raven's spine, a shiver that instantly replaced her look of embarrassed confusion with one of hatred. In a moment the teen was floating in the air, her eyes glowing white and hands extended, each hand welding the same white glow as her eyes.

“Nobody is allowed in my mind but me. You will burn for that.” She said aloud to seemingly no one. Her tone was angrier than she would usually let herself get.

A small chuckle came from the corner of her room. A figure appeared from the shadows, walking slowly until it was a few feet from the bed. The hero's heart dropped as she saw the same demon from her dream standing before her. His intricate tattoos made him unmistakable.

“For what? I don’t put into anybody's mind what isn't already there. Such repressed desire Raven.” He licked his lips.

“You lie, demon.” She said as the light in each of her hands grew brighter.

“I do. But it's even sweeter when I don’t have to.”

Raven growled in annoyance. “Leave now and never return or I’ll deliver you to hell myself.” Her words were commanding though devoid of emotion as she had regained her composure. The demon knew her words were not empty, due to her bloodline Raven was one of the most powerful magic beings on earth.

“I’m sorry dear, but I can't leave until I collect what rightfully belongs to me.” He sounded almost genuine, innocent.

“What.” She asked in a stern tone, cautious and wary.

“You.”

As soon as the words left his mouth the demon lunged forward, his clawed hand reaching for the girl's throat. Raven was caught off guard and almost failed to dodge the attack but managed to quickly maneuver to the side at the last second. The demon was quick and immediately lunged again, not giving Raven even a moment to breathe. Acting on instinct Raven again managed to dodge him though this time he managed to grab hold of her cloak. Raven nearly spun as he tore it off her, leaving her dressed in only her tight latex leotard.

As the demon leaped again, Raven managed to block him using her magic to create a tangible wall of darkness. He slammed against the construct before viciously bashing and clawing at it. Gritting her teeth, the teen struggled to keep him at bay as his attacks quickly began to destroy the wall. In a desperate attempt to regain control, Raven lowered the wall and fired a blast of dark energy at the demon. A moment before the blast connected he braced with his forearms. The force of the attack sent him sliding back several feet. When the blast finished and he came to a stop the skin on his arms was raw and steam rose from the affected area.

“Fight girl, while you still can.” He said between his gritted teeth.

Before Raven could respond both she and the demon heard footsteps of several different weights running down the hall towards them. It was the other Titan's Raven lived and worked with, they had heard the commotion. She turned her head to warn the group as the door began to open.

As soon as the teen turned her head the demon lunged again. With a loud THUD, the two hit the floor, the demon quickly straddling Raven. Just as the hero was able to regain her barrings and turn to face the demon on top of her, she felt cold metal around her neck. A loud *SNAP* sounded through the room. Before any realization of what just happened came to Raven, she began to feel herself sink through the floor, falling into darkness. The shadows of her teammates spilled into the room as the door opened but to their surprise, there was nobody inside.

The pair hit a cold hard surface after several moments of falling. Each of them rolled in different directions. In an instant Raven was back to her feet, eyes glowing white. The demon, however, took much more time getting to his feet, no longer seeming to be in a rush. Almost casually he stood up with a smug smirk. Raven reached a hand to her neck, surprised to feel a metal collar.

“What the hell is this,” Raven said, her frustration peaking through her normally collected demeanour. She tugged at the collar with one hand. Despite its cool and metal-like texture it had some flexibility to it but, she couldn't get it off.

“Every pet needs a collar, otherwise how will others know who you belong to?”

Livid anger painted the girl's face as she raised her hand and blasted at the demon with more power than she normally let herself use. The room was lit up with the white light that highlighted the dark energy blast. The attack enveloped the demon entirely. He took the blast head-on, blocking as much as he could with his already burned forearms. The light slowly began to die down as the hero lowered her hands and relented. The demon stood steadfast, smoke rising from his entire body.

“I see… that just like an animal… you too need to be trained” He said between deep breaths, egging her on.

“I almost pity you.” She said in contempt after steadying her breath.

Raven again raised her hands and blasted the demon. He braced for a moment, blocking the blast again. Though slowly he lowered his arms and took the full force of the blast. Raven panted now as she again lowered her hands and finished with the attack, feeling more drained than she normally did after similar exertion.

“Fight all you can now for soon you will be at my knees” With steam still rising off his body, the demon stood up straight.

With labored breaths, Raven lifted heavy arms and fired at the demon yet again. The blast was short and this time he took it without even flinching. Struggling to catch her breath, Raven managed to keep herself in the air for only a few moments after the attack before falling to the ground. It took great effort but the teen managed to bring herself up to one knee.

“Perhaps even sooner than I thought.” He said slyly.

“What… what did you do,” The girl asked while struggling to catch her breath, her legs shaking from the simple act of trying to stand.

The demon brushed a small bit of ash off his shoulder before very casually walking towards the almost prone hero. “I’m taking the gift that should have never been bestowed to you. A bratty child like you doesn't deserve such power, it's much more befitting of a man capable of fully wielding it.”

“My Powers?” Raven said softly in confusion.

“You chose to misuse them, to suppress them. You are unworthy.”

“How, there’s no spell in existence that could do that.” Her voice was thick with denial and growing panic.

“True. There are very few ways of doing that, so few that I decided to create my own.” The teen placed a hand on her collar as she realized what he meant. “From the second I latched that collar onto you it’s been siphoning the power from your very bones.”

As he spoke Raven could suddenly feel the effects of the collar. She could feel it sucking the energy from her being. She felt exhausted and it was difficult to keep her arms from falling to her sides as she pried at the collar. No.

“With such a wealth of power, you could have easily used your magic to sever the collar. But I knew you would be too foolish to realize the threat It posed, too foolish to not try and attack me right away.”

Softly Raven cursed herself are she pried harder at the collar. Her hands glowed in her signature black-and-white aura as she attempted to use what remained of her power to destroy it. Her heart began to thud in her chest as she failed to cut off the collar. A sense of doom crept into her now.

“I’m afraid it's too late for that my dear. That collar can endure far more than you can give right now.”

“When my father finds out what you’ve done, he will have your head.” Her voice was thicker with emotion than it normally would be. Panic set in as Raven saw the pulsing gem at the center of the collar. She could feel herself get slightly weaker each time it flashed. Unable to support her weight, the girl collapsed onto all fours.

“Foolish girl, who do you think sent me?” Raven's eyes widened in shock. “Your father despised your misuse of your power even more than I did. Once I strip them from you I will use them to release your father onto earth.”

“No… you fool. He will destroy the planet. He will destroy you.” She grunted angrily as her mind raced with the horrible thought of her father attacking Earth. If the demon succeeded everyone she knew would be destroyed or worse.

The demon was next to Raven now, towering over her. He reached down to the hero. Effortlessly his hand clasped around her neck above her collar and he lifted her into the air. The hero's comparatively small hands grabbed and tugged at his grip and her legs kicked as she was lifted off the ground.

“Let…go.. of me.” She muttered.

“Soon you will be begging for my touch but, until then continue to fight. I adore defiance.” The demon carried Raven to the side of the large room, walking past pillars and ornate statues. Raven scanned all around, searching for anything to help her escape, all the while she kicked at him with weak legs. The girl’s vision blurred and her head spun as the demon slammed her against a wall with a loud THUD.

“Claiming your power was always my primary goal, but you will certainly serve as a welcomed bonus.” He said as he looked the girl up and down. His eyes ran up her bare legs before lingering on her hips, the perfect shape for a pair of hands to grab onto. Her tight black suit hugged her slim but full form accentuating her almost hourglass-like figure.

The girl shuddered as he spoke the word ‘bonus’ the sense of dread within her growing much more quickly now. As his eyes began to scan her body, it became more and more clear that it wasn’t death that was in store for her. Her heart rate again quickened.

Again the demon's eyes lingered as his gaze reached her breasts. They were just larger than a handful each. His free hand absent-mindedly reached up to feel one of the soft mounds. Even beneath her latex outfit, it was pliable yet firm, and large enough that he was unable to fully hold it with just one hand.

With her head still spinning, Raven then felt a hand firmly grasp her breast. Her eyes widened in horror. “Get your… hands… off me!” She managed to say despite his grip on her throat.

The demon's gaze rested on her chest for a few moments longer, staring at the way the skin of her breast depressed under his tight grip and admiring the excess that spilled out between his fingers. Eventually, he managed to pull his gaze from the hypnotic view back up to her face. He let out a deep chuckle as he saw her wide-eyed look of rage. Her expression only further spurred the hunger he had for the girl.

Raven could feel his grip on her breast even after he let it go, the sensation of the firm groping lingering for a while. She shivered as softly he began to drag his fingers down along the side of her body until they came to rest on her hip. She gritted her teeth as he squeezed her waist.

He breathed a deep breath of contentment at the feeling of her skin under his grip.“ I cannot fully convey much I look forward to breaking you, little hero. I promise once we are finished you will share my excitement.” He said almost apologetically.

Disgusted, Raven sneered at him. Some part of her still expected her friends to show up and save her like they always did. It didn’t seem possible for things to end this way, for his words to come to fruition. Even as her power drained and the man lifted her up and pinned her against a wall, Raven’s mind found every reason to deny what was surely to happen.

“The collar is a nice start, but we will have to change more before I can truly call you my pet.”

“I will… feed you to… the beasts of hel-” Her voice was thick with hatred and contempt but the demon cut her off by squeezing her throat tighter. The girl winced as she now struggled to breathe.

“The only words a creature like you needs to utter are ‘Yes master.’ You may breathe more comfortably when you learn this lesson. Now then, let us make you more presentable.” A clawed finger poked through the mesh of her suit just below her neck, almost piercing her skin. It moved downward opening a hole that ended just below her breasts. The sides of her breasts were now exposed to the air lewdly, almost as though she was wearing lingerie meant to show them off. “Well, that’s a wonderful start.”

His hand continued down her body until he reached her crotch. With her pale face almost blue now, Raven began kicking at him wildly, her grunts of anger still audible through his tight grasp. Slowly he moved the small piece of fabric covering her crotch to one side and slipped two fingers into her. The fit was tight but, with a small push, he was able to fully insert them.

Raven grunted loudly as she felt him push aside the crotch of her leotard and insert his fingers into her. Even just the two digits were uncomfortably large inside her. She maintained a look of pure hatred even as she struggled to stay conscious.

“Marvelous, you will take less work to prepare than I thought. Is it perhaps that you enjoy being handled in such a way? Almost like you have been dreaming of it hmm?” His fingers began to slide in and out of her as he spoke. Raven angrily growled in response, her eyes wide with hate. The comment was almost more repulsive than the act.

With a wicked smile, the demon stared at the girl's face, taking great pleasure in her livid anger. He seemed to hold her there forever, now working three fingers in and out of her. Raven was light-headed as it had been a while since she had gotten a full breath, which made the warm sensation between her legs even more intense. Her blue face slowly turned red in blush and her crotch quickly became slick with her own juices. She would have felt more shame than she did if she hadn't been teetering on the edge of consciousnesses.

The demon lightened his grip just enough to allow the girl to breathe and continued to assault her. By the time he slowed down Raven's legs weakly bumped against him rather than kick and her hands only grabbed onto his wrist rather than pry. The girl's look of anger had even begun to soften, her eyes slightly closing as she glared into the distance. The demon's fingers were soaked by the time he removed them.

The deprivation of air and the growing burn between her legs both served to separate the girl more and more from the moment. Several long minutes passed and when they had Raven could focus on nothing aside from the buzzing feeling in her head and the wet and warm burning that grew between her now slick thighs. Her vision began to darken as it felt like at any moment she might pass out, despite the more relaxed grip of the demon. Raven gasped more deeply as he pulled his fingers out of her, her legs shaking ever so slightly now.

“I have been generous, now it’s time for my pleasure.” He said as his hand reached down to his simple cloth pants, sliding them down until they were just a pile at his feet. He stroked himself with his hand that was still slick with Raven's juices. He then pushed his waist against Raven so that his shaft pressed against her stomach.

Chapter 2: Strained Focus

No longer under the dual assault, Raven slowly managed to regain some amount of her sensibility. With a few large and mostly stifled gasps, the girl partially caught her breath. Her eyes refocused some and she found herself looking down at the warm feeling she now felt against her stomach. Again the girl's eyes widened as she saw the demon's shaft pressed against her. It looked comical pressed against her body, reaching so far up that she was sure it brushed up against her ribcage.

She tried to protest to the demon, to appeal to his rationality. It seemed absurd to imagine him trying to penetrate her. But his grip was still too tight to allow for words. With a look of fearful contempt, Raven stared into the distance. Betraying her expression, the teen's heart was beating at a million miles a minute.

Even through her suit, she could feel the veins of the massive shaft press against her. Already he dwarfed her in size, easily three feet taller than her. But now as he held Raven in the air and lined up his shaft with her torso, she looked like a doll. With all the power she outputted in her attempt to kill the demon, she had practically no energy left and could only hang there helplessly as he prepared to ravish her.

Her thoughts flickered back to earth, to her friends. She still held out hope that they would arrive to save her. As she thought of them she realized that once the collar finished draining her of her powers, nobody would be able to save them. Calling on a lifetime of practice, Raven focused her mind and body on the gem, stopping it from taking any more of her than it already had.

Her mind was tested and her focus strained as she felt the pulsing member pressing against her skin. Azarath Metrion Zinthos. The phrase was a meditative mantra, one she frequently used to help aid in centering her thoughts. She repeated it in her mind even as her body was lifted higher into the air and the demon's shaft was dragged further down along her stomach towards her crotch.

He lifted her until the two were at eye level. Raven avoided his gaze and focused on a point in the distance, repeating her mantra internally. The girl couldn’t help but wince as she felt the hot head of his cock drag down far enough to begin lightly pressing against her crotch. Though she repeated the words in her head the girl found little peace and her stomach was heavy with dread.

He kept her there, pressed against his shaft ever so slightly. Slowly he leaned in. In disgust, Raven turned her head away, keeping her focus on that same point in the distance to try and center her mind. With a wicked smile, the demon began to lick along the heroes neck, adjusting his grip so that both his hand and the collar were lower.

The girl tried to turn her head away more but ultimately she could do nothing to stop him as his tongue dragged across her soft skin, leaving behind a trail of saliva. As trailed up her neck to her ear, the Titan shivered. His breath was warm on her cool skin and she swore she could feel the heat go straight to her brain as he panted into her ear.

Gently he took the bottom of her earlobe into his mouth, biting it playfully. A tingle ran down the teen's spine as she felt the bite, her cold expression faltering just slightly for a moment. He continued to nibble on her ear and neck. Raven’s breaths were slow and deep now as she tried to ignore the toe-curling sensation. Despite her clear defiance, Raven could feel the heat within her burn more and more as he worked on her neck.

The girl was disgusted by how her body reacted, and Raven's mantras were now spoken alongside another voice, a voice that excused and denied the sensations brought onto her by the demon. She was so stuck in her mind that Raven hadn't consciously realized that the demon had begun to slide her down onto his shaft. It was only once the head of his cock fully slipped into her that the teen realized.

Her weary muscles tensed in defiance and she dug her nails into the demon's arm as she tried to find any way to get him to stop. Fuck, no! She thought to herself as she was assailed with the sensations she hadn't noticed moments before. Her opening was stretched wide around his head, more so than it was before with three of his fingers. It burned and brought immense discomfort to her, though as seconds passed it began to feel more and more satisfying, like a deep back stretch. She tried to speak her mantra louder in her mind but the words were hard to think now as her mind raced in pain and panic.

The demon's hand found a place on the teen's hip, using the grip to push her down further. The girl could feel every inch of him in her as her insides parted around his immense girth. She groaned loudly as she struggled to take him. Her face with overcome with strain now, her brow furrowed and cheeks red. Aza-rath… Me…Metrion…. Z…Z…Zinthos. It took much effort to form the words in her mind as her thoughts raced. God… Fuck it's too much. She squirmed, desperate to alleviate herself from the overwhelming feeling of his penetration.

The teen's lower stomach bulged out slightly as the demon ventured further yet into her tight and warm insides. He cared none for the pain she felt, but he did enjoy the blushing look on her face.

Inch by inch she was entered and as the girl's insides were filled, it became harder and harder to think. Several moments passed where the hero thought of nothing at all, her mind briefly succumbing to the overwhelming feelings inside her and blanking. This happened several times, and by the time Raven finally willed herself back into coherency, the demon had sunk her down along nearly half his length. Weakly she groaned as she felt her walls struggle to stretch around his cock.

Weakly she pushed at his chest with her arms, struggling to continue her mantra and retain any kind of focus. The girl spent her life suppressing and controlling her emotions, but the feelings of shame, helplessness, fear, and worst of all, pleasure, were more than she could deal with. They all amplified one another, her helplessness feeding her fear, her fear feeding her pleasure, her pleasure feeding her shame. It felt nearly impossible for her to not stop and criticize or chastise herself for feeling anything other than rage.

The gem. Just focus on the gem. The demon suddenly began to bite much more harshly on Raven's now raw neck, drawing a gasp from the teen. The sudden sensation made her stomach churn and was enough to make her mind blank yet again. When she came back she could feel her body had grown weaker and it was noticeable how much more of her had been sucked into the gem. God, I need to stop this. Panic coursed through her as she fought a losing battle.

Sweat trickled down the girl's face and she panted loudly as realized how much further into her the demon had pressed. Her opening was stretched well beyond what she thought possible to accommodate his girth, and her walls convulsed as he parted them. It was excruciating, and fear began to course through the girl as she realized there was nothing she could do to gain reprieve.

Focus. She repeated to herself, again and again. Her face was strained with effort. She summoned the words, but the only thoughts that came to her mind were the plethora of emotions flooding her body. Each word she managed was accompanied by an acute focus of one of the sensations wracking her body. Azarath. The burning sensation in her strained groin. Metrion. The feeling of his warm breath on her delicate and vulnerable neck. Zinthos.The mind-numbing feeling that was brought on by the pain. Raven FOCUS. She pleaded with herself, doing everything in her power to subdue the feelings. Despite how weak she felt, she knew the gem still hadn't managed to rob her of all her strength or power.

The demon had long since loosened his grip on the girl's throat, taking great pleasure in hearing her sharp and controlled breaths. She felt marvelous as her tight lips parted around his shaft, and despite the massive size difference he managed to slide into her without a great deal of effort. The girl's gasps and grunts that came from his biting only made the demon more excited.

He was already well on the way to wearing down the teen. Once broken, her mind would have no defense against the gem. He would sit on hell's throne, and she would kneel beside him. Excited for what was to come, the demon almost lost track of the moment himself, just being brought back by another delectable gasp from Raven. He had finally managed to fit her down his entire length. It was tight, almost too tight as her insides struggled to take his size. In time, she will fit perfectly.

The breath was stolen from Raven's lungs as she felt a sharp pain emanate from deep within her gut, shooting all the way up her spine and into her brain. The teen gasped loudly. It hurt, but in a way that made her head feel fuzzy. It was entrancing, pulling her in and begging her to stay. For a moment the girl relented, letting the feeling flow through her. She felt so small, so helpless. Her stomach churned and her walls clenched. She could feel herself wanting more, wanting to feel everything, both the pain and the pleasure. Oh fuck. All her life she suppressed her emotions, and now she was overwhelmed with them. It would be too easy now to submit to them, to savor them. NO!

The girl snapped back, her half-closed eyes opening wide and her foggy head clearing. Like before she could feel another chunk of her being had been drained away while she was lost in her head. There wasn’t much more to let go now. She reflected a moment on what she had felt, on the lust, the helplessness, and the pain. No amount of meditation could tame the shame that flowed through her.

The girl looked down and her expression widened in disbelief and shock. No longer could she see the length that he had yet to push into her, her groin was flush with his waist. He had pulled her fully down the length of his cock. She could feel every inch inside her and how her body desperately contracted to try and expel him. Worse yet, before she looked back up she saw the outline of his shaft bulging out of her, visible even through her tight black leotard. Her eyes traced the bulge as it began in her lower stomach but she had to look away as it reached higher and higher.

The teen bit her lip until it nearly drew blood in an attempt to hold back the moans and whimpers that piled up at the back of her throat. Like a dam bursting, the noises began to spill from her lips one at a time, each more lewd and pathetic than the last. It was the most painful thing the girl had ever endured, and each slight movement made that pain burn even brighter.

Again her mind slowly began to fill with emotions brought on by the sensation. A small drip of crimson blood dripped down the teen's purple lips as she bit even harder, doing all she could to ignore the thoughts flooding her head. She couldn’t even remember the mantra now. F…focus. Focus. Each time pain shot through her her head grew a little more foggy and her now nearly numb legs grew weaker.

Feebly she punched at the demon's chest. As she hit him her eyes caught a glimpse of her chest, horror filled the girl as she saw that his shaft reached so far into her that it very sightly bulged her stomach all the way up to just under the tear in her suit. Fresh anger flooded her strained face as she saw the absurdity of the situation.

The demon gave a low guttural laugh as he looked down and saw the way his shaft bulged through her. It wasn’t easy to see right away due to the girl's dark suit, but after a moment it was clear to see his entire length and the way it pushed against her skin. The girl had seemingly gained a renewed vigor after seeing this, now punching weakly at him, her look of hatred back in full. “Good. I thought I had broken you already” He whispered in her ear.

Raven winced as she felt the demon begin to pull her back off his length, her whole body tensed up as she felt every inch slide out of her. By the time he had reached halfway, Raven was nearly panting, her eyes half open as she struggled to endure the sensation of him dragging along her insides. It was nearly worse than the initial penetration. F-focus. She thought desperately to herself as her whole body shook in a cocktail of emotions and feelings, both good and bad.

As suddenly as he had begun to pull out, the demon began to push back in, though this time he didn’t linger when he bottomed out in her. With her eyes now closed, the teen struggled to keep her composure as he began to drag her up and down his shaft. He moved slowly but the teen still wasn’t able to keep up, her mouth open wide as she now openly panted like a dog. The dam of noises she had been holding back was breaking more and more so that moans and groans were regularly intermingled with her panting.

Raven’s renewed look of anger quickly faded and was replaced by a look of strained effort, her eyes only three-quarters open. He was slow at first but now he had built up a rhythm and was moving at a steady pace causing her half-exposed breasts to gently bounce up and down with each thrust. It took everything Raven had to try and hold onto her focus while he fucked her like this. She had to forfeit any attempt to hold back her moans to keep her mind from being clouded over.

The teen dug her nails deeper into the demon's skin and bit her soft lip until another trickle of blood ran down her chin. Each time he slid her down his cock she felt like she was being split in half and even now her opening still strained to stretch wide enough to accommodate his thickness.

Despite the girl's efforts to keep her mind steady, intense emotions and feelings crept into her from all sides. No matter how much she re-centered and refocused, they returned moments later. And every second the teen let herself experience those things, the gem on the collar around her neck siphoned more of her into it. It started taking more and more time for her to return to the present as it became harder and harder to suppress and quell the feelings. It seemed like now every few seconds the girl's mind was blanking. God…No…Focus

As though someone had flipped a switch, the demon suddenly began to pull Raven up and down his shaft much faster. The teen's eyes widened as she felt his increase in speed, her face now in complete surprise as she desperately tried to prevent the man from stealing her powers.

The demon once again lowered his face to her neck, now the other side. This time however he didn’t hold back and his tongue passionately ran up and down her neck, even wrapping around her ear and prodding in.

The noises leaving the girl's pillowly purple lips were almost entirely moans now, both of pain and pleasure. He had found a weakness she never even knew she had, and every time his tongue even got close to her ear the teen melted, her head growing fuzzy until he eased up. His work on her neck and ear made it even harder to withstand her insides being brutally smashed into. Her eyes nearly rolled back into her skull as her mind grew more and more numb from the leg-shaking feelings.

Raven's face was twisted into a look of desperate strain, her teeth were bared, and her eyebrows pressed up in the middle. Every thrust drew a new lewd moan from her and carved away at the shrinking part of her brain that tried to hold on to sanity. Each thrust tested her will and each lick tempted her to stop resisting, to let her mind flood with the repressed emotions.

The pain was still there, more than ever, but as he continued to slam into her, Raven found herself liking it more and more. After only ten or twenty seconds at this speed, Raven was moaning wildly. Her face was still twisted in effort as she continued to try and keep her focus, her eyes closed tightly and mouth wide open. The demon's kisses were as passionate as his thrusts now. Rather than lick, bite, and kiss along just her neck the demon began to lick along Raven's chin and her cheek also. The poor girl was so preoccupied that she didn’t even notice as the demon began to lick all along her face, leaving trails of saliva along her soft and blushed cheeks. F...focu-fuck….fuck…Focus…foc-fuck oh god…Its too much… fuck-fuck…

The gem on Raven's collar pulsed red more and more now as the teen began to slip in and out of focus with each passing second. Her face was as tight in concentration now as it had ever been before but, it was a losing battle. She could feel her strength seeping away more and more with each thrust and each moan.  No longer could she repress her feelings or block them from her mind, and each time he pulled her down along his cock, more and more flooded into her brain.

She was on the edge of losing, of having her powers stolen away and in turn having earth destroyed. If she didn’t find the ability to fight back, if she didn’t resist and escape, all she knew would be destroyed. She briefly wondered what that would mean for her and as she did she felt even more weak. The wicked thought filled her stomach with terrible excitement. She tried to fight it, to remind herself this was the last thing she wanted, but it was hard to believe her own protests as her mind was assaulted by a lifetime’s worth of repressed emotions.

The warmth of his breath and the feeling of his tongue running all along her face and neck struck a primal feeling in the girl as he fucked her. No longer was the battle being lost in only her mind, now her body too succumbed to the demon. From her well-stretched pussy to her battered guts, to her bouncing breasts and her saliva-soaked face, all the way to her very bones, the girl's body wanted more. It yearned for her to submit. She refused, but even just the thought of how he was dominating her made her body burn in desire.

In a final effort, the demon sped up once again, now rocking the girl not just along half his length but along his full length with each thrust. With one hand still around the girl's neck and the other firmly grabbing her waist, he began bouncing her up and down like she was his own personal sex toy, with no regard for her well-being. He gritted his teeth as he felt himself nearing climax.

The girl's mouth hung agape and her eyes, which were wide in unbearable surprise only a few moments ago, now jumped back and forth between shock and absent-minded haze. She bounced in and out of control wildly, barely managing to claw her way back each time she was overwhelmed.

With her cheeks and chin now covered in his saliva and bite marks, the demon finally made a move for her mouth. His warm and long tongue slid right into Raven's already parted lips and down her throat, twisting and swirling around inside. Raven looked down in horror as she felt the warm appendage enter her mouth and fill her throat. She looked on helplessly with half-open eyes as he face fucked her with his tongue. Confusion and fear filled the girl at the feeling but something about it itched her brain in a way that made it hard to form a thought. It disgusted her, but as it wriggled further down her gullet it made the teens stomach sink in twisted satisfaction.

The room was filled with the sound of wet flesh smacking against wet flesh, muffled gags, and moans. Raven could feel herself rapidly growing weaker and weaker now. She had to pull herself back from the brink every few seconds and every time she did it became more and more tempting to let herself go. Her mind was as strong and durable as any, but she could only take so much. Before long she would either give in or pass out. Either option would end in her power being entirely drained from her.

Despite this, Raven held on, her thoughts becoming more and more incoherent but always trying to find their way back to focus. Her will had been whittled down to a fraction of what it once was, but it still held on.

The sensations she had denied only minutes before now shook the girl's body in pleasure, her legs quivering with each painful thrust, her eyes rolling as her throat was plugged, and her toes curling at the feeling of his hands gripping her neck and waist so tightly. Her breasts barely managed to stay in her torn suit as they wildly bounced up and down with each thrust.

What little that remained of Raven's mind began to melt away as the demon neared his end, his thrusts reaching their peak speed which was almost a blur. The girl was like a rag-doll now, her arms slipping off his wrist to dangle uselessly at her side, her eyes slowly beginning to roll fully back into her head as she lost all sense of the situation. She couldn’t form a single thought now.

Speed was quickly traded for brutality as the demon slammed her down onto his length with all his strength. His hand which rested on her hip was gripping it so tightly that it began to tear bits of the latex, showing more of her tantalizing porcelain skin. His claws even drew a small drip of blood. His tongue reached so far down her throat that to the girl it felt like he was in her stomach.

For a moment the girl let go, relaxing her body and bathing in the desire and other terrible emotions. In that moment there were no worries, no concerns, only a terrible twisted pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt. She tried to bring herself back to the moment, to again fight the emotions in her head. 

No…My powers… they’ll be gone… Her throat convulsed as the demons tongue invaded further. She could feel his saliva coating her throat and filling her stuffed mouth. My father… he’ll be free. Her toes curled as she felt his claws tear at the skin on her hip and his hand grip her so tightly that it was certain to leave a nasty bruise. My friends… The demon pulled her up and down his shaft now with such speed that the girls vision was a blur. It still required significant force for him to push into the teen and part her reluctant and tight walls, but this was made easier now due to how well fucked she was. I cant…give in I… focus… f…fuck. Oh god… fuck me…The thought was instant relief. Fuck me.

The flood gate had been opened and the girls shattered mind echoed with increasingly lewd thoughts, each feeling better than the last to think. I was never gonna win…Use me… break me… Ruin me… Claim me. She pleaded internally, relaxing her body in his grip and basking in her own submission. She didn’t know anymore if she even meant what she was thinking, but it felt good anyway.

With the smashed walls of her mind lowered, the teen finally let in every depraved thought and feeling that she had spent the whole time repressing. In an instant so many things that antagonized her suddenly made her quiver in pleasure. His tight grip on her neck, the thick saliva covering her face and neck, the way her reddened opening painfully strained to fit his absurd size, how her walls twitched and spasmed in exacerbation, and now the way he filled her throat so fully that she couldn’t breathe. She was small and helpless, completely at his mercy like a gazelle pinned by a lion, and it filled her with an indescribable satisfaction. She felt like she was exactly where she belonged. I’m his prey…

The girl’s half-open eyes fluttered each time she was slammed down the entirety of the demon's length, almost returning to reality for a moment before lulling back into her head. Her brain was overloaded with feelings of pain, discomfort, shame, and acceptance. But all those feelings did was make the hero's brain buzz.

The girl sucked on the demon's tongue now as she struggled to stay conscious. The collar was bright in a perpetual glow as the rest of the hero's powers flowed into it like an open faucet. She could feel it, her body being drained, weakened. She again pictured herself like prey, being disarmed of her only way to resist, ensuring she never could again. Yes... The thought pushed Raven’s frail body over the edge into climax. Her eyes rapidly swapped between half open and rolled back as her quivering legs began to shake and her insides began to spasm.

The sensation of the demons hot seed filling her insides was enough to break the climaxing girls brain even further, leaving her mind entirely blank. In those moments Raven let herself be nothing more than a hole to fill, a toy to use, a body to breed. She gave up any attempt to have any control over herself and melted into submission, letting the demon do to her whatever he pleased.

Despite Raven's head now lolling back and her body going entirely limp, the demon continued pistoning into her, watching with delight as the gem on her neck began to glow bright red. Finally, he stopped thrusting and sheathed her as far down on his shaft as possible.

The girl's face was twisted in a stupid expression of desperation, strain, and pleasure, conveying all too well how there wasn’t a thought behind her eyes. The gem absorbed what remained of the girl's energy and as it did the teen’s taught stomach began to swell from the amount of cum being pumped into her. By the time he stopped his climax, the girl's stomach bulged out as though she was already pregnant. The demon’s cock twitched within the drooling girl's guts for the last time and as it did the gem around her neck pulsed in brilliant bright red, confirming that it had finished. Her powers had been taken, Raven was no more.

The next few hours were a blur for Raven as she slipped in and out of consciousness. The first time her senses came back to her she felt her body rocking against the cool floor. Her cheek was pressed against the ground and her arms were laid down beside her. In a fast rhythm, her whole body pushed forward and then pulled backward. She could feel an immense pressure around her hips as large hands gripped them tightly, almost certainly bruising them further.

Her tongue hung out of her mouth, her eyes fluttered, and a pool of saliva grew next to her face. She couldn’t move a muscle. A loud smacking noise sounded through the room each time she was pulled back and as time passed she could begin to recognize the familiar feeling of being stretchered wide around the demon's shaft. She couldn’t tell how long he had been fucking her like this, but she could feel the hot cum drooling down her legs. What little hadn't been fucked out of her remained in her womb, sloshing around with each thrust. The girl could only continue to groan helplessly as her vision failed yet again.

The next time Raven's senses came back she could feel her legs being lifted high up. When her eyes opened she could see the sinister smile of the demon. He had her legs draped over his shoulders and was once again using her hips to pull her along his shaft while she lay on her back. Even In the foggy haze, Raven could feel him rapidly entering her, battering her already bruised and abused insides.

Her breasts had been pulled free of her suit by now and they bounced back and forth with each thrust. Each breast was covered in red bite marks and glistening with saliva. As her eyes began to close again she could see him reaching one hand down around her neck, squeezing it tightly as he fucked her faster. A small moan sounded from her lips as darkness overcame her.

Raven was woken up this time by her own moans, the soft sound happening in an almost perfectly timed rhythm. Raven was surprised to see she was looking up at the demon's chin with her head lying up against his chest. The girl was barely strong enough to move her head, only able to inch it until it was upright against the demon. In her haze, it was hard to figure out what was happening, but she could tell he was slowly lifting her up and down.

One of the demon's hands was on her terribly sore waist, and the other was fondling one of her exposed breasts. Gathering all her might she managed to look down and see she was sitting on his lap with her legs splayed out wide. She could see her suit was in tatters, with claw marks and tears riddling what parts of it hadn't been torn away. The portion of the latex suit around her breasts had been ripped off entirely while the bottom portion was only intact until just above her belly button. What remained of the black body-suit was splattered with cum which contrasted greatly again the black material.

Looking further down Raven could see the crotch of her suit was again pulled to the side though she was confused to see her cum drooling pussy empty. He lifted her up slowly and lowered her back down again. Despite the empty feeling in her pussy, Raven could feel him spread her insides around his length. Still moaning, she reached a weak hand to her stomach to confirm her suspicion as she felt the bulge of his cock inside of her. The bulge pushed deeper and deeper into her until she moaned yet again and her eyes fluttered shut.

The last time Raven would come into consciousness that night she was awoken by the sound of wet gagging. Instantly she could feel his tongue down her throat, the appendage somehow leagues larger than it was before, so much so that she couldn't take any breath in at all. When her eyes finally managed to open she saw only darkness. Her knees were sore, and she could feel them press against the hard ground while her arms hung lifelessly at her side. A hand roughly gripped her hair and pulled her back. As she was dragged further and further off the appendage she slowly realized it was his cock that had been filling her throat.

He pulled her off until just the head rested in her mouth. With eyes barely open, the teen gasped for air. Using her hair as a grip the demon began to rapidly pull her back and forth along his length, covering the teen's face in spit and precum in the process. Both fluids also dripped down onto the girl's swaying breasts.

She couldn’t tell how long he throat fucked her for but eventually, she felt him grip her hair tightly and slam her all the way down his shaft. Her eyes lazily lolled back as he began to pump her stomach full of cum. The demon slowly pulled out as he came, coating her throat before pulling out entirely. Holding her up by her hair, the demon began to paint the girl's face in thick white seed before aiming lower and covering her large breasts in it as well. As his cock finished twitching in climax the last few spurts landed on the girls chest. Much of it dripped down off her perky breasts onto the floor.

He let go of her hair and softly the teen fell over onto her back with a wet SMACK. Every inch of her body ached, and nearly every inch was warmed by the seed either filling her or covering her.

Her eyes were only half open, though even that was nearly more than Raven could manage as the cum that had been shot onto her face had also landed around her eyes. Her mascara and lipstick were beyond ruined, each smudged so much it seemed like they had been applied by a drunk. Her full purple lips were marked with small dots of red from the times the teen had bitten them so hard they bled. As she breathed out, cum spilled from between her slightly parted lips, dripping down the side of her pale cheek.

Her throat was red, raw from the coarseness of the demons tongue and the ample attention it gave her. Littered along her neck, all the way up to and including her ears, were dark hickeys and small bite marks. The only part of her neck not abused was the portion that had been covered by the collar. The red gem centered on the collar now glowed permanently in a dull red.

The girls arms stretched out to either side, both covered in bruises and scratches and one still having a tatter of the sleeve that once covered it. Her breasts lay flat against her, both covered in harsh red bite marks. The marks however, were mostly obscured by the cum which coated nearly the entirety of each large mound. Her lower stomach was still covered with the bottom remains of her suit though it too was tattered, the spot above each hip especially so. Through the holes of what remained of her leotard the skin of the girls waist was visible, and it was almost as purple as her smeared lipstick.

The teens stomach was round, somewhat inflated by both the cum that had just been pumped into her stomach and by the several loads that had been shot into her guts earlier. The brutal fucking had left her swollen red pussy slightly gaping, and cum oozed from it even now. It collected under her in a pool along with much of the cum that dripped out and off of her body in other places.

Her knees were bruised blue and her legs quivered. The teen couldn’t move a muscle, she felt as mobile as a bag of wet cement. So she lay there defeated, her body enveloped in the heat of the demons seed. She tried to think, but any thought that came to her left just as fast as it arrived.

Raven was mentally and physically drained of everything. The girl could only let out a weak whimper when she noticed the glowing light around her neck and remembered the demon had successfully taken her powers from her. He had won. Her father would attack Earth shortly and there was no telling what would happen to her now. Worse yet, she had let the demon do it, she even begged him to at the end. She tried to figure out how it made her feel. The teen knew it should instill rage or shame, but neither emotion came to her. She worried about what emotions would come to her if she kept searching.

She recalled the dream she had so long ago now and wondered how much of it had been put there and how much had been her. Did part of her always want this? Was she glad? Utterly defeated, the teen gave up any hope or want to struggle and simply let her eyes shut, giving into exhaustion.