Chapter Ten: Embryo Hunting:

Hotaru sat alone in the dark bathroom with her pale face looking bruised. Deep purple and blue on her cheeks with red handprints. Emiko did it again. Hotaru trembled as she saw her own reflection. Why? she thought. What happened to her Emiko? Their rough sex was playful and out of love, but eight straight nights of this? Hotaru wasn't sure how much more she could take. Tonight proved to be the worst.

"Who made you, little lamb?" Emiko asked. Hotaru slowly opened her eyes. Her girlfriend stood before her, smirking. The loli demon panted with her body still sore from last night.

"Why?" Hotaru whimpered. Emiko raised an eyebrow at her.

"Sorry?" she purred in her girlfriend’s ear.

"Why are you doing this to me?" the loli demon cried. Emiko drew back.

"Why am I doing this?" she repeated with such pride in her voice.

"Yes!" her girlfriend cried at the top of her lungs. A slap echoed throughout the darkened room, leaving Hotaru wincing in pain. Emiko smirked as she shook her head.

"No, I ask the questions, not you. Got that?" she asked. Hotaru whimpered as she nodded. Her lover smirked at her.

"Good," she said, "Now, who made you, my little lamb?" Hotaru's lips trembled as her whole body shook. Emiko tapped her foot.

"Answer me! I'm waiting!" she demanded. Hotaru trembled as she shook her head. Emiko shook her own head.

"Such a pity," she murmured. Another slap shot through the air and Hotaru yelped in pain. Only this time, her voice was almost gone. The butch demon stood back smiling.

"So pretty," she said with a shiver. Her panties became soaked to her red boy shorts. Violence was so arousing and the beauty in suffering added such a rich flavor. Emiko had to consume more.

"Aww," she said in fake pity. Emiko walked over and patted Hotaru on the head. The loli demon didn't look up as she trembled as she knew what was coming next. Her girlfriend happened to look down and notice.

"Aww, what's wrong?" she cooed. Hotaru didn't look up.

"Why?" she whimpered again. Her girlfriend raised an eyebrow at her.

"Why what?" she asked. The loli demon raised her eyes towards her tormentor.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked, sounding like an injured kitty. Emiko licked her lips at her again.

"Why am I doing this?" she repeated in a mocking tone. Hoto-chan sniffled as she nodded. Her girlfriend turned the loli demon's face to her. Tears streamed down the poor soul’s cheeks.

"Are you crying?" Emiko cooed. Hoto-chan sobbed as she shook her head. Emiko grinned at the result. She pushed Hotaru back onto the bed. The loli demon whimpered as her girlfriend climbed on top. She smiled wickedly at her.

"Why am I doing this?" she asked.

"YES! WHY?" Hotaru screamed. Emiko forced a kiss onto her lips. The loli demon gave a muzzled cry. Her girlfriend quickly yanked away. She sat up licking her lips.

"Okay then, I'll tell you," the butch demon answered. Emiko moved Hotaru's arms to the headboard. She whipped out the chains for the eighth time this week. Hotaru's eyes widened.

"No!" she yelped. Emiko nodded.

"But yes," she said in a hungry tone.

"No," her girlfriend pleaded.

"I must," the other woman insisted. The butch demon chained down her victim. Hotaru's breath quickened.

"Because," Emiko said, "I just love seeing you suffer; it just turns me on!" She licked her girlfriend on the neck. Her nails dug into her flesh. Hoto-chan yelped in confused pain.

"Yes!" her girlfriend yelled. "Scream for me, bitch!" This time, Emiko bit into her neck. By this time, her girlfriend had jumped her. Emiko went all out tonight with whips and hard toys to the sweaty climax.

That was a few hours ago for eighth night in a row. It wasn't just Emiko either; Mike and Kazue had been acting strange lately. They had been staying out all night doing who-knew-what. That wasn't her biggest worry.

What happened to us? Hotaru thought as she stared in the mirror. She didn't like it one bit. The loli demon had to fix this and fix it soon.