Disclaimer: I do not own Slayers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

A/N: This is DARK. You have been warned. Also, review please! ^_^

After changing into her white nightgown, Amelia walked over to the mirror above the dresser. She ran her brush through her dark hair and idly wondered where Lina had gone off to. She'd said she was planning on going to sleep right after dinner... and, while Lina did, of course, take a long time to eat, she should have been up here by now.

Amelia shrugged to herself as she put her brush down and she went back over to the bed. Lina was probably still just stuffing her face. Probably nothing to worry about. She put the candle beside her bed out and sighed.

But as she snuggled down into the covers, she found herself worrying anyway. She sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

“Good evening, Amelia-san...” said a low voice.

Amelia started and sat up. “Who's there?” she said, then spotted him, leaning against the wall in the corner. “Xelloss-san!” Blushing, she covered herself with her blankets. “What are you doing in my room?!”

Xelloss stood to his full height and walked over to her, slowly.

“Xelloss-san! You should not be in a lady's room at this time of night! Get out!”

Xelloss' trademark smile grew to a predatory grin. Amelia shivered. He continued his leisurely stroll toward her bed.

“I mean it, Xelloss-san!” She started to prepare a spell.

Only to find Xelloss' hand clamped down against her mouth, his legs on either side of her. “Now, now, none of that, Amelia-san.” Amelia's eyes widened, and she was startled into silence for a moment. Then she put her hands firmly on his chest and pushed.

Xelloss didn't budge. In fact, he lowered himself down as if Amelia's strength was nothing to him. With his free hand, he produced a piece of cloth from somewhere, which he easily slipped into Amelia's mouth. “Hmmph!” Amelia pulled her hand back to punch him.

Xelloss caught her arm easily. Then he forced it down onto the mattress, above her head. Infuriated, Amelia tried thrashing about, but Xelloss was as firm as a rock. He grabbed her other arm and held both her wrists together in his left hand. “Hahaha, really, Amelia-san. Do you think that will work?”

Amelia managed to force the rag out of her mouth. “You'll never get away with this!” she said. “Lina-san will—”

“Lina-san is out hunting bandits,” Xelloss provided with a grin. “And you aren't going to tell her.”

“Of course I'm going to tell her!” Amelia shot back.

Xelloss laughed. “No, you're not. Because if you do....” He leaned in to whisper in her ear. “I'll kill them all.”

Amelia gasped. “You can't—”

“I can,” Xelloss replied. “Don't you realize how easy this is for me, Amelia-san? It would be just as easy for me to kill your friends. Gaav and Hellmaster-sama were fools. They didn't know how to fight humans.” He lifted his free hand and placed it on Amelia's neck. “I do. It's a simple matter of knowing your enemy, Amelia-san. And I know you... very well.” He moved one finger down her neck to the hem of her low-cut nightgown. “So, at the risk of endangering your friends, you'll stay quiet, now, won't you?” he grinned.

“Why?” Amelia asked. “What can you possibly—”

“That's a secret, of course, Amelia-san,” Xelloss smiled. His purple eyes met Amelia's blue, defiant ones. He grinned. “Well, I might as well tell you. It's your spirit, Amelia-san. I have to break it. I've held off for so long...”

Amelia swallowed. “Forget this,” she whispered. She opened her mouth wide to scream....

And Xelloss stopped it with a kiss. It wasn't a loving, caring kiss, either, the kind Amelia had wanted for her first kiss. It was a hungry, devouring, violating kind of kiss, as Xelloss plunged his tongue deep into her mouth.

His tongue tasted like an old, rotting piece of meat. Amelia gagged and tried again to struggle, but she could barely move. She felt like his tongue was being forced down her throat, and she thought that shouldn't be possible, but somehow, it was. She felt a slick, fleshy mass pressing against the sides of her throat, and she had to swallow it or choke. She opened her eyes to see Xelloss above her, smiling as if nothing strange had happened.

“What--” she tried to say, but found her voice caught in her throat. It had been a spell of some sort! Xelloss had forced her to swallow some sort of spell! In horror, she looked up at the mazoku straddling her. She tried to move her arms, and found that they wouldn't budge.

“It's a paralysis spell,” Xelloss explained. “As much as I enjoy your attempts to get away, I find them a bit inconvenient. You see—” he paused a moment, then he snapped his fingers, and Amelia thought she saw a black flash in the corner of her eye. “Sherass over there, while much better equipped for these sorts of things, really has no magical resistance whatsoever.” Amelia's eyes widened in surprise, and Xelloss said, “Here, let me show you.” He moved her head to the side so that she could better see it.

There, in front of her, was an eight-foot tall, black, amorphous mass. Amelia squinted at it in the darkness.

Xelloss rolled off of Amelia. “This is much more his thing,” Xelloss explained. “Not to say I don't want in on the fun, of course.”

As soon as Xelloss' feet hit the floor, a mass of black tentacles came flying at Amelia. They wrapped themselves around her arms and legs and and pulled her to it. Amelia tried desperately to squirm as she found herself encased in black goo, but she still could not move. The slimy black tentacles caressed her neck, her legs, her nightgown, and Amelia wanted to cry. A tentacle slipped down beneath her nightgown and found her breast. It massaged her breast roughly, and Amelia felt herself being covered in goo. The tentacle found a nipple and bit down hard—the creature had formed teeth on the end of its tentacle, just like that. Tentacles wrapped themselves around her thighs, then slipped up under her dress. She gasped as it played with her underpants.

Then Xelloss was there, in front of her, eyes wide and mouth grinning. “Beg me,” he whispered. “Beg me to stop him.” He paused and said, “Oh wait, you can't, can you? Oh well!” Then, a tentacle plunged itself down Amelia's throat. It pushed in and out of her, and Amelia choked on it. She could feel the goo slipping along the sides of her throat.

Another tentacle started playing with her ass. It rubbed her ass, just as another tentacle was rubbing her breast, but Amelia barely felt it. She was starting to pass out from lack of air.

So the tentacle pulled out of her throat, and for a moment, Amelia felt relief—before Sherass plunged a tentacle into her ass. A soundless scream tore itself from Amelia's throat as the tentacle became serrated and tore her apart from the inside. Blood dripped from her ass.

“Ah, Sherass, you've gone too far....” Xelloss said. “Drop her,” he ordered, and Sherass did. Amelia lay shuddering on the floor. Xelloss touched her chest with his staff and, all of a sudden, Amelia could move again. She immediately spat the foul-tasting black goo out of her mouth.

“What...” she murmured.

“Heal yourself,” Xelloss ordered.

Mechanically, Amelia began casting a healing spell on her ass. Her eyes watered. She couldn't believe she was doing this.

“Good girl,” Xelloss smiled, giving her a familiar pat on the head. “Now, since you have your voice—and, in a way, you still have your virginity—would you like to beg me to stop him?”

Amelia clenched her teeth and glared at him. “I will do no such thing!”

“As I thought!” He snapped his fingers and Sherass scooped her up again.

“Wait,” Xelloss said, and Sherass stopped.

Amelia glared at him. “No matter what you do, I will not—”

Xelloss tapped her chest with her staff again, and Amelia's voice caught in her throat. “There. Carry on,” Xelloss said.

No, Amelia thought as she stared at the black mass. No...

Sherass wrapped his tentacles around her arms and legs, then spread her legs apart. Oh no, this was it, Amelia swallowed. Sherass's tentacles became sharp, and they cut the skin of her wrists and ankles. Then, holding Amelia high in the air, the tentacles ripped Amelia's nightgown and underpants apart, leaving Amelia naked.

“What a nice body you have, Amelia-san,” Xelloss commented. The tentacles returned to their normal, smooth, slimey state, and they wrapped themselves around Amelia completely, massaging her breasts, her back, her ass, and playing with her clit. Amelia gasped. She'd touched herself down there before, but... somehow, this felt better than that had. And she hated herself for it.

A tentacle rubbed itself against her clit, gently, then it started moving faster. Despite herself, Amelia felt herself nearing orgasm. Then another tentacle plunged itself into her ass. It remained slick and smooth, but it still felt like it was ripping apart Amelia's freshly-healed ass. It was painful, but the pleasure Amelia felt from the anal stimulation overcame the pain. Her breathing quickened as she felt herself approach orgasm.

A tentacle invaded her. It hurt, but the pleasure overcame the pain as the tentacle pounded in and out of her, and with another wordless scream, she came, spurting fluids all over the black tentacle inside of her. She tried to hold back her tears as the tentacle withdrew. But at least it was all over, she thought with relief.

“Keep going,” Xelloss ordered, and the tentacle forced itself inside of her once more.

Amelia's eyes met Xelloss's, and she felt herself pleading wordlessly for him to stop. Xelloss smiled. “Do you want it to end?” Xelloss asked. “It seems to me like you're having a fun time with Sherass.”

Amelia glared at him.

“Oh? You're not? Oh well...” Xelloss shrugged. He looked at Sherass and said, “Keep going until you cum, Sherass. I want you to leave a piece of yourself inside of her.”

Amelia's eyes widened, and the tentacle moved in and out faster. A tentacle formed a mouth, and Amelia stared at it for a moment, before it bit down on her shoulder, hard, and drew blood. Another tentacle bit on her nipple, and one pulled on her hair, forcing her head backwards. The tentacle on her shoulder instead wrapped itself around her neck, stopping the air flow.

Then Sherass seemed to withdraw, as the tentacle around her neck loosened, and the tentacle inside of her came out. But no—everything up until now had only been a game, she realized, as the goo in one spot of Sherass' body pulled back, and a wide, penis-shaped protrusion appeared. Sherass spread her legs, and in one swift thrust, Sherass plunged himself inside of Amelia. Amelia screamed soundlessly as the organ stretched her, then moved in and out at a maddening pace.

There was no pleasure in it this time, only pain. She felt the organ push in and out, tearing at her and making her bleed. Then, the goo quivered as Amelia felt herself being filled with his seed. Then it withdrew, completely, and Xelloss snapped his fingers. It disappeared, leaving Amelia on the floor, blood and monster cum pooling at her entrance.

She lay there, shuddering. Xelloss touched her naked chest with his staff, and she found herself able to move. She started to cry.

Xelloss patted her on the head. “There, there,” he said, smiling down at her. “It's not all bad. You won't become pregnant or anything...”

Amelia swallowed as she stared up at him, then looked away.

“You will just have a piece of Mazoku inside you, forever.”

Amelia shuddered.

“Here, let's get you cleaned up...” Xelloss whispered in her ear. He helped her sit up against the front of the bed, then disappeared and reappeared with a bucket of water and a sponge.

Amelia just sat there, dumbfounded, as Xelloss moved the sponge across her body. The slime came off easily, but Amelia only felt dirtier with Xelloss cleaning her. But she didn't push him away. Then he moved to clean her private parts, and she closed her legs.

“Now, you have to clean up, Amelia-chan,” Xelloss smiled. Amelia obediently opened her legs, and Xelloss rubbed her down with the sponge. Amelia knew he was making it much more arousing that he had to, as he spent a lot more time on her clit than he needed to. Amelia shuddered, and he pulled away.

“There. Now your butt...” Xelloss nudged her, and she lay down on her front. He cleaned her butt, gently, then slipped a finger inside of her ass. Amelia moaned.

“Do you want me to stop?” Xelloss whispered.

“N-no...” Amelia found herself saying. It just felt so good... especially after what she'd just experienced. It was nice to have someone act so caring afterwards.

Xelloss pushed his finger in and out of her ass, then pressed up against the sides of her anal passageway. Amelia moaned again.

Then Xelloss slipped his finger in the water, cleaning it, before pushing Amelia onto her front. He bent down and rubbed her breast, gently, then licked her nipple. Amelia moaned, and her hands drifted down towards her clit.

Xelloss brushed her hand aside, then moved downwards, kissing her stomach. He kissed her thigh, then her hood. Then he held it in his teeth, gently, as his tongue entered her.

Amelia panted and squirmed in pleasure as Xelloss went down on her. Amelia felt like she was going to cum again, but then Xelloss withdrew. Amelia looked up at Xelloss, confused. Xelloss pulled down his pants, and he said, “May I?”

Amelia swallowed, then nodded. It wasn't as if she were worth anything more, after all, since that goo had had its way with her.

Xelloss pushed into her slowly, much different from the way the goo had done. This way just felt too good, but teasing at the same time. “Faster,” Amelia told him, and Xelloss obeyed, moving in and out of her more quickly. And before she knew it, Amelia came again, arching her back and calling out, “Xelloss-san.” Xelloss felt her clenching around him, and he came, as well.

Xelloss withdrew, and he bent down to kiss Amelia. This time, it was so much more gentle, like a lover's kiss. He played with her tongue, and Amelia responded. And all too soon, it was over. Xelloss broke the kiss and grinned down at her, and he whispered, “See you tomorrow.” And he disappeared.

Amelia curled up at the foot of her bed as it started to dawn on her just what had happened. She started to cry.