Baby blue short stories

stronger than weak (Ciphercest)

Tw for story: abuse, se#ual abuse, dramaaaa

PoV Will
"Is my tea not ready yet?", master Mason asked, sounding very annoyed. He was in such a bad mood today...

"My apologies, Sir. Your sister told me to-", I started, but he cut me off by saying: "oh, don't blame your incompetence on my sister. You're just lazy, that's all. When will my tea be ready?"

"In about two minutes, Sir. My apologies.", I sighed.

"You're so useless sometimes, demon. I don't know why Ford doesn't get himself a better servant."

"Because, my dear brother, this one must be very experienced in the bedroom. Why trade a perfectly good sex toy in, hm?", my mistress Mabel suddenly stated, entering the kitchen.

"Did you iron my blouses yet?", she asked.

"I did. They're already in your dresser, ma'am.", I answered.

Looking at the clock, I decided to get started on dinner, but her comment stuck with me. I was nothing but a toy. A tool, if anything.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks.

I just wanted to sleep. I hadn't needed sleep, but since the Gleefulls were constantly draining my power, I had started to enjoy it.

After dinner I cleaned the kitchen, before Stanford called me to his room.

Time for playtime, little toy...

PoV Bill
I sat on my throne, enjoying my glorious victory. The henchmeniacs were partying and everything seemed to fall into the right places.

I should brag about this...

I decided to throw a more sophisticated party, for my highschool friends and enemies.

My legs draped over my throne, I summoned their current names and adress.
I wrote a formal invitation to each one of them. Suddenly I froze. My heart started aching at the sight of his name.

William Benjamin Cipher.

The most beautiful, sweet and lovely creature the multiverse had ever seen.

My darling, my...my ex.

I sighed.

Thinking back still hurt. We were perfect and so happy! Then suddenly he broke up and claimed he never wanted to see me again.

I respected that wish, even though I had been trying to propose on the last date.

Oh, I had loved him. Loosing William was what made me grow so cold.

Still, he was the greatest thing I ever lost.

I send him an invite.

Suddenly I had a thought. William and I were pretty much each others mirror in power, just a tad more complicated. The stronger I was, the weaker he got.

I had gained a lot of power lately. How weak was he?

I shook my head and started planning.

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PoV Will
"WILLIAM!", master Stanford called. I went downstairs quickly and bowed my head.

"How did you get a letter? Is your location not private?", he asked angrily.

"I got a letter?", I blurted out, dumbfounded.

"Yes, that's what I'm saying. How?", he growled.

"I had my location hidden for the last 400 years, Sir, but since you've been draining all my energy, the spell must've worn off.", I said bluntly.

"Oh, so now it's our fault? Couldn't you have told me about this?", master huffed, waving a yellow envelope with a brick pattern on it. I gasped and took it from his hand.

Not my smartest move.

I soon found myself strapped to a wall in the basement, with no shirt on and wipmarks covering my body.

I sobbed. Bill had send me a letter...my Bill! The most elegant and graceful, lovelyest being that the multiverse had ever seen.

I had loved him, loved him so much! We were highschool sweethearts and I really thought about starting a family with him.

Then he just broke up and never wanted to see me again.

I respected his wishes, but it hurt.

Now he send me a letter...I needed to read it.

The next morning, after master went to work, I snuck into his office and got my thankfully perfectly fine letter.

It was an invitation to a party in honor of his victory. Master would never allow me to go there.

"Sneaking around, are we?", I suddenly heard a snarl from the door.

I froze.

"M-master?", I sniffed.

"I couldn't open the letter, so I waited for you to do it. What's in it?", he asked. I turned around.

"My ex boyfriend invited me to a party.", I sighed, looking away.

"I guess you really want to go and have a ton of reasons why I should let you. Go on. Let me hear.", he smirked.

"No. I don't want to face him, or anyone, really. I have been a slave, a disgrace, for about 240 years. They'd just make fun of me.", I told him truthfully.

"In that case you're going. Spy for me. I need to get information on some powerful demons anyway.",

I swallowed thickly, but gave him a nod.

He wanted to humiliate me...

He also always got what he wanted, so I send Bill a thumbs up.