Into the depths of insanity.
An introduction to potentially common characters, as well as a general glimpse into the everyday expierences for these characters.
Lisha woke in her bed as she did every morning, already entirely naked except her collar, her master hovering a couple inches above her bedsheets waiting for her after last nights fun.
Lisha was a fairly attractive human, with dark chocolate colored skin, and black hair that flowed just past her shoulders when she stood. She had a lovely pair of d cup breasts that lactated regularly despite having never been pregnant, and a healed over brand mark just above her shaved cunt that said PROPERTY OF RED in an arc.
Her master, hovering a couple inches above the bed wasn't an imposing figure. If one didn't know better they could easily believe him weaker than he is. Red stood a mere three feet tall, with pale white skin, and jet black eyes. His eyes lacked whites, or pupils, or irises, simply remaining solid black the whole way through. Beyond the odd eyes, his mouth could reveal a set of somewhat sharp looking teeth. He hair a small, even subtle pair of white horns jutting out of his forehead, and long elf like ears, as well as a long hairless tail ending in a spade. Beyond the obvious demonic appearance, red had a childlike, and even feminine beauty to him, something unfitting of a creature as powerful as he actually was.
Lisha opened her eyes smiling at her master. "good morning.". It had been several years since she had devoted herself to him, and received his special gift. It had been only slightly shorter since she had left the surface world behind, along with her family to move into the crypt of eternity with her master. Today would be just like any other day.
Red smiled at her, "well little doll, lets get started shall we?". He becons the girl to her feet floating to the floor of the crypt. He looked around the room for only a moment. "I think I'm in the mood for some dancing from you today."
Lisha blushes as she hears his words, he had made her "dance" in a few ways before, wondering what she was in for she simply nodded and followed him. He led her to a large glass cage, and motioned for her to get in. As she did she noticed a few things about the cage, the first being that the cage became air tight when sealed, but had a metal grate above and below her. Second, that the top grate was just a few inches lower than the glass walls around her, and the floor below her appeared quite empty under the grate, like she was standing over a bottomless pit.
Red smiled at her as she looks around, giving her a few minutes to take in the situation before he would begin. He presses a button on the floor, the metal grate suddenly becoming electrified. It wasn't enough lisha could die from it, but it certainly was enough to hurt, and cause the slave to jump around in pain. Red would float in the air as if sitting in a chair, watching the display amused for quite some time. Letting the slave girls feet work to avoid the pain, his eyes looking over her body as she dances. By the time he shut off the electricity her face was stained with tears.
Lisha looks out at her master as the electricity stops flowing, only slightly concerned. It was far too early, and she knew she wasn't going to be getting out of the cage, she just didn't know what would come next. Her master walks around the cage examining her body as she catches her breath, another single jolt catching her off guard making her jump, much to the amusement of her master. Red finally speaks to the slave again through the cage, "it looks like you ran out of breath so quickly. Perhaps some good exercise is nessicary for you. I hear swimming is among the best exercises, so lets have you do that."
Just as he finishes speaking lisha can hear, and even see water starting to rise in what she thought was a pit below her. Realizing now why the floor was grated, and not just metal. Her eyes grow wide as she realizes she's trapped in a cage she can't get out of, the water only lapping at her feet thus far. She looks around the glass cage, and out into the crypt around her. The water rises agonizingly slow, taking a good half hour for her to start to actually need to swim. Treading water to keep her head just above the water level, her master watches silently from the distance. The water slowly continues to rise until her face is pressed against the grate to breathe, and finally until there is no air left within reach at all. Lisha by that point has moved to pounding on the glass in a panic, and tugging at the grate to no avail, struggling in vain until her body burns from the lack of oxigen, and finally she loses the breath she held, drowning in the cage.
Red smiles as he sees her finally die. "43 minutes of struggle, and six of desparation. I'll have to keep that one in mind.". He isn't worried, in fact he kills his slave regularly. He had given her a unique gift, the ability to be reborn every morning the same 18 year old body she had when she was given the gift would be recreated each time. He was a bit more sadistic than just bringing her to life though, forcing her to consiously endure whatever sensations her body felt, or saw until she would wake up.
He empties the water from the cage before pulling the slaves corpse out of the water. He drags the body to a nearby wall, nailing it to the wall by the hands like a grim banner. Ensuring he put it somewhere it would both regularly see the servants passing by, and where she would be seen, and even be within arms reach of anyone in the crypt.