Dagon's Story

The human was floating helplessly in the water, her body completely limp. Dagon could sense some life still left in her. He could save her if he wanted to. But did he?

Humans were bad news. Just the mere sight of one meant death for mermaids. But the woman looked so helpless. Her dress was floating in tatters around her and her body was cut and bruised. The sharks would find her soon if he didn't do anything.

He swam a little closer, brushing his long red hair out of his face. What was really interesting about her was the metal shackle on one of her feet. It was attached to a heavy iron weight dragging her to the bottom. It had to be on purpose. Whoever this woman was, the humans didn't like her. That was good enough for Dagon. He swam up to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. Magic flowed through him as he held her and a thin bubble of air enveloped them. He floated both of them down to the seafloor.

He laid her gently down on the sand and used his magic to get the water out of her lungs. The woman rolled over and coughed up the water before blinking her eyes open and looking around wildly.

Right. Humans couldn't see in the dark the way mermaids could. He snapped his fingers and a small floating light appeared, illuminating both of them.

She looked at him and gasped as she tried to scamper back, only to be stopped by the ball and chain on her ankle.

"It's okay. I won't hurt you. My name is Dagon." He swam closer so he was fully illuminated by the light.

"You're-- you're--" she whimpered.

"Yes." He smiled. Humans could be so amusing sometimes. They had no idea an entire world lived beneath the surface of the water. "I'm a merman. What's your name, my human?"

She curled up, wrapping her arms around her knees as she shook from fear. Dagon stayed tensed, prepared to swim away if she attacked. Humans were unpredictable when scared. "My name is Violet. How am I breathing right now?"

"I used my magic to save you, of course."

"M-magic?"

He smiled. "Yes."

She shook her head and looked down. "Magic is bad. It's evil."

"I've made some enemies, my dear human, but evil is a stretch." He brushed back his annoyance. She had just saved his life and she was already saying he was dangerous and evil. Typical human.

With his magic, he probed her emotions. She was terrified and miserable but he couldn't find any indication she would try to attack him. He swam closer and reached down to her shackled ankle. She whimpered but she was too weak and exhausted to move. Dagon started to glow as he turned the shackle into dust. "Magic doesn't have to be evil, despite what you humans believe. I could heal your injuries, make you feel unbelievable pleasure--"

Violet shook her head. "No, no! Please let me go. Please!"

"Where would you go, little human? Back to the people who chained you up? Who hurt you?" He looked pointedly at a particularly nasty gash on her arm. He had been exiled from his people, doomed to spend his life swimming without purpose or companionship at the bottom of the ocean. But the merpeople were positively merciful compared to what the humans had done to her. "Why did they try to kill you anyway, human?"

She shook her head. Dagon sighed. She was impossible. But even the company of a bratty human was better than nothing. He hadn't talked to anyone since talking to Muriel months ago...

He shook that thought away. Muriel made her choice. It was better not to think about her anymore. Besides, he had a nice little puzzle right in front of him and no way of escaping. Yes, Violet would keep him entertained for a great many days. Dagon ran a hand up one of Violet's legs. She trembled and moved away, flinching in pain. "Shh. Lie still, little human. I can heal you. But don't try to escape. We're on the seafloor and you would drown before reaching the surface. Understand?"

Violet nodded, a tear slipping down her cheek. Dagon's stomach tightened. Was she really that disgusted by him? She didn't even know him as the Sea Devil. Sure, he was a bit of a brute, but she was a human. All things considered, he was being rather civil.

He started to glow as the magic flowed through him. With one hand, he stroked her leg, making the cuts and bruises melt away. He did the same with her other leg, enjoying the feel of her skin healing beneath his touch. He rarely helped people but when he did, he took great pleasure in it.

He moved his hand over her stomach and waist, taking care to be as gentle as possible as he healed her. Violet tensed up at his touch but didn't struggle. Dagon smiled at her as his hands went to her breasts, healing more bruises and cuts even as his anger flared up at the sight of them. He would never understand how humans could do this to their own kind. Violet may consider him a monster, but he would never hurt her like this. Her breasts were so soft yet firm. He wanted to take one into his mouth and tease that little pink nipple into a hard bud. But he kept going, running his hands over her arms and hands before finally her face.

When he finally pulled back, Violet stared at her arms and hands before looking at him. "Thank you," she said.

"My pleasure, little human."

"Why did you save me?"

"Why wouldn't I? Because I'm a monster?"

She looked away. "I didn't mean that."

"I saved you because I was curious about you. It's not every day a shackled human sinks down into my territory."

"What will you do to me?"

He grinned wickedly. "Nothing you wouldn't enjoy."

She whimpered and he sighed. "Fine. It's very lonely down here. I just want your company and in return I'll take care of you. I'll keep you safe and comfortable and I'll never hurt you like those humans."

"What if I refuse?"

"Even if I let you go, do you have anywhere to go?"

She didn't respond and he knew that mean no. Dagon wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her up against his chest. "Hold onto me, little human. I know exactly where to take you."

He swam through the ocean until he found what he was looking for: an old shipwreck on the bottom of the ocean, far away from the merpeople's kingdom and any other major dangers. He closed his eyes and summoned all of his magic to create a protective barrier around the entire ship before slowly draining all of the water until the ship was entirely dry, the water kept at bay by the barrier. Next thing he did, he transformed himself into a human before stepping through the barrier, carrying Violet in his arms. "I'm sure it's not what you're used to, but it's the best I can do. Anything you need, I can get for you."

Violet looked around as she entered the ship. Dagon followed her. The ship was probably beautiful in its time but it was now falling apart. However, Violet found a bedroom that was mostly intact. It was huge with a four-poster bed and a vanity complete with a mirror. The bedding was dingy and gross from the seawater, but that could also be replaced. He would also have to find proper food for her... Dagon closed his eyes, already feeling the magic drain. Making a barrier took all of his power and he felt exhausted.

"Are you okay?" Violet asked. She sounded nervous.

"Yeah, I just need to recover from the magic. You should rest. You must be tired."

She turned to the bed and picked off a piece of seaweed. He was waiting for her to complain about how disgusting it was and how she wanted to go home. But instead, she turned back to him. "Thank you. For being so kind to me."

He smiled weakly. "Think nothing of it, my little human. I'll be back in a little bit. But I need to return to the water to recover."

Once he was out into the water, he turned his legs back into a tail. As the water refreshed him, his cock grew hard and protruded from his tail. He stroked it, thinking about Violet. She was so beautiful and sweet for a human. He wanted to touch her, to bury his cock inside her until she cried out his name.

But not yet. He would gain her trust before taking her. But that didn't mean he couldn't think about it.

He wanted to lay her out on the seafloor and take one of her breasts into his mouth and flick his tongue over her nipple until she moaned and squirmed beneath him. Her sweet little pussy would get so wet for him and he would dip a finger or two into it to get her ready for his cock. Then he would enter her, slowly at first, letting her adjust to his size, before burying himself completely inside of her as she cried out with every thrust. He started stroking his cock harder, imagining Violet grabbing his shoulders to hold him tighter as she came on his cock. He would kiss her face and her neck as he possessed her completely before coming inside her.

Dagon gasped as he came, shooting his seed into the ocean. He floated down to the seafloor, his eyes drifting closed. He needed to get supplies to take care of his little human. But first he would rest and imagine her in his arms.