Part 7.
More than Acquaintances
This time and much to her relief, Naia slept peacefully throughout the remainder of the night. The pair woke feeling refreshed yawning in unison. They both chuckled carrying on with the same morning routines. They spent a little too long in the shower hearing a rather irritated voice from behind the door growl "Sometime today you two." Sagat waited outside their room and led them to the desired destination when both finished, telling them he wouldn't be doing this again tomorrow.
"Don't become used to this. Tomorrow you'll have to find your own way around."
They only shrugged, once more in unison. The two smirked at one another snickering at him. Haru hugged Naia before they parted ways to which she responded by returning the gesture, bending over and rubbing his back. They both waved before parting as usual.
She sat on both knees in front of Sagat upon entering the dojo, bowing in submission. It didn't help that she wore a strapless rather short fuchsia dress without shoes this time. She twirled a strand of hair around an index finger soon after sitting up thinking about Chun-Li again. Sagat went off to somewhere and he could stay there for a while for all she cared. She wanted to finish her fantasy.
After Li came to a halt at her clitoris, she teasingly stopped, rubbing both hands against her bottom and spanking hard before bending down, picking up some sort of item beside the bed. She came back up, showing restraints in both hands before tying the unsuspecting younger partner up. She also blindfolded her after restraining wrists and ankles to the bed posts. A cold sensation spread across her neck then nipples as she heard that sultry voice ask "Do you like this feeling, baby? I want to do so much more..."
Almost unconsciously she began fondling herself, practically forgetting where she was at. She let out a longing moan, the other hand squeezing her thigh.
She peeked through the blindfold, noticing an icecube rubbing even more areas, her own moans gradually increasing. Just before the piece of ice trailed down below her waist the sliding doors opened rather aggressively causing her to sulk and discontinue the previous action, bringing her right back to reality. This was going to be a long day filled with broken promises and disappointments. She hoped she was wrong but that was a strong intuition. A very strong intuition.
"Assume the usual position."
When she stood something didn't feel quite right. She felt a slight amount of pressure inside her lower stomach grimacing when realizing what this meant. Before he even started her hand naturally rested against the region, head shaking from side to side a couple times.
"Sagat-"
"You will refer to me as "Sir" henceforth."
"Okay, Sir, where's the bathroom?"
"We have yet to begin and you're already asking to use the bathroom? You should have done that before training even began!"
Her stomach growled violently- mostly due to nerves- but also for a personal reason. She sighed out of irritation now groaning in discomfort.
"Do I have to say this out loud? It isn't something you would understand as a man."
He gave an uncomfortable stare then cursed under his breath, commanding she retire back to her bedroom.
"Damn it woman, if that's the situation then stay in your room until it's breakfast time. This is the exact reason why women shouldn't fight."
She glared at him then put herself directly in his front, looking upwards. He huffed, crossing both arms while countering her frigid stare.
"You had to use the bathroom for personal reasons. Go then."
"With an attitude like that, I won't be calling you "Sir" anymore."
She stormed off, slamming the doors before letting out a huff of her own. Moments later she went into the bathroom discovering that sure enough it certainly was a personal reason. A light rap was heard from the other side. She refused to answer yet remained unsure of what to use for the current predicament. A knock again then a few words after.
"You'll be needing these. I suggest you open the door."
She wiped then stood, flinging the door open. A box of tampons was thrusted towards her face to which she scowled.
"I don't use those things. I use the other ones."
"What "other" ones?"
"Pads."
"Why does it matter?"
"Because I would rather remain chaste until marriage."
He fumed at this point, disintegrating the box with his flame attack. She crossed her own arms then rolled her eyes smugly stating "I don't have all day, Sagat. You do know what maxi-pads are, right?"
The charred ashes were flung to the ground as he picked her up by the bottom, placed her into the shower, shut the curtain then exited, locking the door behind him.
"You smell. Take a shower."
She let out another huff seeing no reason to become any angrier. It would only make matters worse.
Several knocks were heard again after she turned the water off stepping out in her towel. He averted his gaze soon after the door opened. This time a package of pads nearly made contact with her forehead. She took them without saying a word, almost shutting the door rather aggressively until he prevented this by easily grabbing its frame. She caught her towel just in time letting go of the door and grabbing ahold of the thin cloth before it could fall. Her gaze averted to the side, both hands squeezing the two separate materials tightly.
"Don't slam any door within this residence again."
He took his leave after saying this, softly shutting the bedroom door. She inhaled and exhaled deeply until changing, feeling relieved he left. She just laid down on the bed trying to stay awake yet failing. Before too long it was breakfast time then class. Unfortunately for her she'd slept through both. Before the young woman even had the chance to wake up a loud clap startled her nearly causing her to fall out of bed.
"Wha-"
There he stood before her again, angrily glaring down. She at least managed to stay on the bed with one leg dangling off.
"I shouldn't have to come get you! There's no excuse for this lethargic behavior!"
She placed both hands over her ears, wincing upon hearing him yell. She burrowed under the covers refusing to get out of bed. He ripped them away from her, causing the young woman to curl up into a ball.
"Nnngg!"
She let out a distasteful groan, trying to cover back up.
"Naia, would you prefer to take another shower?"
She saw a bucket of water in his hands tipping dangerously close. Eyes widened as she shook her head quickly.
"No...But you yelling at me is hurtful. Why are you being this mean? This feels more like a dictatorship...I really have no choice?"
He placed the bucket down letting out an annoyed sigh, walking off before stating "Do what you want. I tried."
"Wait! Sagat, wait!"
She sprang out of bed, grabbing onto his arm just like before...Before she knew of his true intentions.
"Come back and tell me. Please."
He looked back then shrugged her off, exiting the room.
"Please just have a heart and tell me!"
He stopped in the hallway before turning his head, providing an answer.
"If you will not participate in class then you will begin work here as Bison sees fit. Since you failed to arrive to class on time and on your own accord, you will begin work this morning. If you fail to work then you will have a meeting in regards to this issue with Bison himself. I can assure you this is the last thing that you want to happen."
"Can't you give me one more chance?"
He continued onward, gesturing for her to follow with a nod of his head. She sighed obeying his command. It wasn't exactly as if she had any other option in the matter.
"All you are required to do is follow Bison's instruction. He'll tell you what is desired."
He had led her to the same bedroom she remembered in her dreams. Strangely enough, they came a different way. He led her directly into what appeared to be a bathing chamber that must have been connected to his own personal chambers. An enormous bathtub sat in the middle of the room. There were two benches on both sides of the structure along with a rather large supply cabinet off to the side placed against the far wall. The area itself reminded her of a temple due to its near immaculate appearance. The marble clear floor and light red tub looked spotless; so much so she could see her own reflection staring back.
"Come."
She thought no one else had been in the room until hearing that same deep voice beckon from afar. Sagat had already closed the door, taking his own leave. She looked up at three circular dimmed ceiling lights in the enormous room almost running into the tub. A light chuckle reverberated throughout the room causing her to startle. Stirring water could be heard as a figure emerged from the steamy tub now standing before her.
She blushed heavily when watching as he walked naked over to the bench, covering his lower half with a towel. She may have only seen his bottom but that was still more than enough flesh for one day. He sat down on the bench staring at her with what appeared to be a hopeless expression. After a moment he patted the empty space at his side. She felt silly, almost apologizing for her lack of understanding but stopped herself. She'd rather not feel anymore foolish if possible.
She sat down at his side wrapping both arms around herself. She felt his hand slide down her thigh then begin rubbing a knee as his other turned her face towards his, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. She closed both eyes tightly, breathless. A heavy blush painted her face and she almost muttered whether or not she was dreaming this then decided against it. He released his gentle hold then pointed at the cabinet lying down and placing a rolled towel underneath himself. He made himself comfortable while she followed his orders, pressing both arms against the inviting material.
She understood he most likely wanted a massage so he would need oil. The oil was placed on the top shelf which wasn't good news since she had to stand on tiptoes just to reach a bottle. When getting one she nearly dropped it, barely managing to keep a firm hold on the plastic slippery item. The moisture from lingering steam didn't exactly make matters any easier. She nervously stood at his side while fumbling at the bottles lid. She let out an anxious squeak as the liquid squirted onto his back quickly shutting the lid and placing the bottle down on the far end of the bench.
He let out a hearty laugh in response, choosing to withhold his thoughts for the time being about this ironic symbolism of what was yet to come. She began rubbing the oil back and forth across his muscular frame with trembling hands feeling more than timid...not to mention small. He reminded her of an angry ruler giant and she his captive fairy; kept only for sexual entertainment. She quickly shook her head, attempting to remain focused on the current situation. She internally scolded herself for reading far too many fairy tales and watching sci-fi movies as a child.
"Why not make yourself more comfortable my dear? Sit on my lower back."
"Uh, okay but you might feel something unpleasant..."
She slid against his middle back, almost falling onto the floor if it hadn't been for his instant reaction. He had her suspended in mid-air; in a compromising position for that matter. Her head would have most likely cracked open if not for his intervention. Both legs were spread open as he smirked, turning her right side up somehow while she still hovered above ground. His hand lazily turned manipulating both time and space. What he had mentioned in her dream about being able to must have been true then...
He released his hold just then, giving a new command.
"Bring the towel and oil with us to the bedroom."
Her face flushed deeper than the reddest shade if that were even possible. She bashfully did as told, quietly closing the door after entering. She waited for him to lay down on the bed before handing over the towel then decided to place the bottle on the night stand. She carefully sat against the previous region after he finished getting comfortable, gently rubbing his shoulders to begin with. Another snicker followed by a wisecrack.
"Hold on for the entire ride this time, clumsy girl."
She gave a disheartened sigh pressing as hard as she could. It truly felt like massaging metal. While trying to rub lithe fingers between taut shoulder blades she unintentionally slipped back and forth against his skin, nearly fainting at his next jest.
"I'm not quite prepared for our wedding night just yet my dear. Are you intending to be this provocative or does it come naturally?"
"This is only a dream right? I have to be sleeping still..."
He pinched her thigh to which she winced, yelping "Hey!"
"How else would you have known if this were reality?"
"Ah, I get it. Umm, you're not mad at me, are you?"
"Should I have reason to be?"
"Uhh, well...I guess not."
He playfully scoffed, shaking his head for a second before nuzzling it back against the cloth. She refocused on his back working as deeply into his muscles as her hands were capable of. After nearly twelve minutes she could barely feel her fingers having no choice but to stop. It appeared he had nearly fallen asleep until her movements ceased. He grunted in a disapproving manner, asking "Did I ask you to stop?"
"Sir, I'm sorry but I can no longer feel my hands...Please allow me a moment's rest."
"Fine then. It's been a moment. Continue."
She gave a dubious look, hands now hanging limply at both sides.
"Sir, I honestly can't. They hurt so bad..."
"Then use another part of your body, clumsy, silly girl."
She arched both brows together then decided to start kneading against his back with her elbows, switching every minute. After five minutes passed by he was fast asleep, causing a sigh of relief. She carefully slid off now lying at his side. He still appeared to remain unconscious while turning over in his sleep and facing her, sluggishly draping an arm around a small waist. He pulled her close exhaling deeply.
She wanted to protest against this at first then recalled what might happen if the sleeping lion was provoked. She'd rather not make that particular dream into a reality. Instead she decided it best to slumber with him for however long that may be.
The only dream that came was a collaboration of memories about her uncle Ivan. It almost felt as though a movie played with her both watching and starring as the lead actress. She woke with a start before imagining him trying to drive back home in the rain and swerving just before the car crashed. She bolted directly upright, panting while hugging a pillow close to her chest. She almost called out when noticing him sitting on the beds end. It seemed he was almost finished getting dressed.
"Bad dream?"
"...Yes."
She whispered before closing both eyes again.
"Mh, perhaps it will be remedied upon both seeing your mother and Haru this afternoon."
Her face lit up with happiness as she jumped up and hugged him, burrowing her face into his chest.
"I really can?! Oh thank you so much! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
She bounced up and down while sitting on the bed, giving an awkward side hug yet overflowing with joy nonetheless. She squealed with pure delight while looking up at him with tears in both eyes as he returned the favor, warmly patting her back.
"I thought you would enjoy this response."
She shrunk back, hesitating to ask a question.
"Speak what's on your mind. I can tell something is troubling you."
"In the..the dream from, you know, last night- Did you really have her...Does she do that with..."
She couldn't finish the question, covering a hand over a quivering mouth.
"Yes."
"But why? Why would she do those types of things?"
"Since that is apart of her duties, she must. I certainly didn't force her hand in such personal matters. She simply agreed due to a substantial payment increase."
"She...she likes doing those things?"
"Yes my dear, and soon so shall you. For now you should make yourself decent before we go to see them. I believe you're already familiar with the bathrooms location."
She bashfully ran past him, surprised to see the necessary commodities. She brushed her hair and allowed it to flow naturally then hurriedly relieved herself rinsing off both hands before rushing out. She had to step quickly since with him- and much like Sagat- one of his steps required two of hers. He had an elegant stride about him; almost in a regal manner. One that demanded attention and immediate acknowledgement. Hers were more timid, submissive.
They came to a halt at the cafeteria. He tipped his hat to both her and the others then took his leave, whispering beforehand.
"I expect you back before nightfall."
"Yes sir."
"Hm?"
"Oh...Yes daddy."
He smirked before patting her back, nudging her forward.
"Off you go then, my lovely flower. Remember, before sunset."
She nodded, running over to the small crowd. The woman sat across from Haru must have been his mother. She had fine black hair tied in a low ponytail and eyes just as dark as his. She wore a sundress similar to what her own mother wore.
Noelani ran around the other side to hug her tightly, kissing multiple times on Naia's forehead.
"Ahhh! I missed you so much mea aloha (loved one)!"
She forced herself not to cry, taking a minute to breathe deeply.
"I wanted to meet with you yesterday but I had more than enough work to do. Why don't we sit and talk for a moment?"
She made Naia a plate of food while Haru's mother introduced herself.
"My name is Kiriko. I'm this little handfuls mother."
She playfully patted him on the head, tousling his chestnut brown hair. He giggled while nudging her hands away grinning from ear to ear.
"I missed you at breakfast Naia! Did you oversleep?"
"Oh, yes I did unfortunately. Sagat was rather understanding- well, truth be told unhappy about it at first- but he still understood."
"Yes and he should be. You are still a young woman after all."
Her mother returned with what looked like steamed broccoli, mushrooms and rice, placing water beside the bowl.
"We were both worried sick for those first three days not knowing where you could be. The weather became so violent we feared for your safety...Until a tall man with an eye covering told us to go with him to shelter. We'd have to earn our keep in the meantime and he assured us we would swiftly be reunited."
"We're both relieved you two are alive and well! Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for half the town."
The two gave concerned stares.
"What happened?"
"Well sweetie, unfortunately our houses, along with half the towns were destroyed from a flood just the other day. We got out just in time and thankfully everyone else did as well. They took shelter several miles away right before the nasty storm happened."
Kiriko added "It must have taken Sagat a little longer to get you two here due to the weather conditions. All that matters is your safe and sound now."
"That's right. Are you settling in okay as well, Naia?"
She nodded at her mom. Sure it was a lie but she knew her mother had just done the same thing.
"Yeah, it's been going all right. They have been nice here...very hospitable."
"I'm glad to hear that sweetie. You don't want that food to get cold! I'll let you eat now!"
Naia said a quick silent prayer of thanks, eating when the brief conversation ended. They talked about old times and childhood memories, thankful to be reunited along with having privacy. The small group parted with both mothers giving reassurance they'd be able to meet again tomorrow. Noelani spoke first then Kiriko chipped in afterwards, providing reassurance of her own.
"It's supposed to be a light day since it will be Thursday. We'll have the chance to meet again, don't worry."
"That's right! We can't wait to see you both then!"
They hugged again before parting ways, concealing their true feelings. All four knew that they had to if survival was possible. Haru hugged his ally before going to class forcing himself to let go. She fought back tears as best she could until they erupted from within, streaming down a beet red face. She tried wiping them away until making contact with a familiar stern not-so-friendly figure. She landed with a painful thud on the hallways hardwood floor when running towards the dojo.
'I must have been so disoriented that I ran this way...'
She rubbed an already bruised bottom before realizing his extended hand, that same gaze scowling down just as usual. With slight hesitation she accepted his offer parting without a word.
"Wait girl. Since you're already here, you may as well come inside."
She hesitated for a moment before obeying, kneeling down in his front just as before.
'Deja vu...'
"I'm not sure how to say this any other way. You were doomed from the start. I knew you wouldn't make it as a fighter and couldn't understand why you continued calling out when we first met and to a stranger no less. Saving you from some scum's henchman should have been enough but you just couldn't leave well enough alone. Damn it all..."
"You were going to disobey your boss's orders to let us go? But if you had then we would have been killed by the flood!"
"Is this any better?!"
She stood, blatantly slapping him across the face in an instant. She returned his scowl lunging at him. He allowed her to pin him down but held both wrists easily in place.
"I deserved that Naia but think about it. Is living this way really any better than dying?"
She screamed with tears in her eyes, head hung low.
"Don't say that!"
"Perhaps I should have killed the both of you and gotten it over with then. Surely that's better than life now."
She let out a menacing growl, that same red mist from within now lingering in the air. A sultry chuckle rang throughout her head causing all control to be lost just like that.
'Mmh, what a delight this shall be indeed...You know how badly you've desired him for. All this time you could have had him and now he's practically offering himself to you. I'll show you what it is to dominate your enemy...In the most satisfying way possible.'
She licked up from the bottom of his scar, stopping right before his neck. While letting out pained groans, tendrils bursted from her stomach, a coagulant agent hastily clotting the wounds thereafter. They ensnared him making him feel completely helpless to her will.
"What the hell- Naia!"
He remained in a state of shock as the menacing snake-like appendages tore what little clothing he had away. She stood as two tendrils helped remove underclothing casting it to the side. Two fondled both breasts while another rubbed against her folds, secretions dripping onto his member. This provided extra lubricant as a rogue one stroked him. Her stance instantly changed from timid to confident watching with satisfaction as he squirmed.
He remained too stunned to even react. The tendrils gradually pulled her top down as they continued fondling from beneath evident moans confirming her appeal. He tried his best to withhold moans by clenching teeth yet failed. Another unexpected appendage slithered from beneath, cupping and squeezing his balls. He scratched the wooden floor nearly orgasming then and there until movement ceased.
He worked up the courage to form a rational sentence, pleading out of fear.
"All right demon, that's enough! You've had your fill! Leave this girl before you're banished indefinitely!"
"Hmm, you aren't as dumb as you look. I, however, am just getting started. She's wanted you so badly from the first day. Her pussy grew so wet while imagining your well-endowed member fucking it into ecstasy and using her as a sperm depository, again and again. Too bad you were a naughty man and betrayed her in the end. You could have had such an obedient wife.
No matter...After I have my satisfaction with you then we'll be finished. And believe me mortal, I intend to have your body sate me thoroughly."
He grimaced while watching as she forced him inside, slapping against his hips wildly. He called out in protest growling before ejaculating deep inside either Naia or this demon minutes later. Naia must have been helplessly watching from within. He should have listened to her and picked up on the hints she gave about the shrine each time she mentioned it. He recalled how she kept saying that something wasn't right. He and Bison could have eliminated the problem before it even began. Albeit he couldn't stand Bison and had every intention to betray him when the time came but still, his help could have been used then.
After being forced for nearly two hours he at last broke free of the being's control, forcing her to submit this time. She faced away from him while riding on top as he mustered up what little strength remained now restraining both arms. He shoved her face against the wood while grabbing a fistful of hair, having been forced to orgasm non stop since their session began. He lost self control at this point growls resembling that of a wild animals. He made her orgasm on his terms this time noticing how the tendrils nearly retreated back inside.
The moans were starting to sound more like Naia's with each passing second so he tried making this quick. After he made her orgasm and having one himself he fell onto his side, panting from exhaustion. The scenario rapidly changed from darkness to back at the dojo, red mist fading away. The tendrils were now gone causing him to let out a weak but relieved sigh. It felt as though he'd been punched and kicked for that long. A succubus must have tried to either kill or severely weaken him just now...At least that's what he told himself to provide what little comfort that remained. Before he could react, a threatening voice hissed "This is far from finished, man."
Despite the warning he stood on shaky legs, staggering over to Naia and gently shook her awake, scooping her into his arms. Oddly even still both remained clothed. Illusion was how this thing fought.
"Naia, you need to wake up now. Please Naia..."
She remained unconscious until feeling lips pressed against her own, eyes warily fluttering open.
"Mmh, Sagat...What happened?"
"It doesn't matter. We need to get you back to your room."
"Sagat...you didn't mean what you said, did you?"
"Of course I didn't. I was trying to see if you still had a fighting spirit and it turns out there was more than...expected."
"What does that mean?"
"I'll tell you once we return back to your room but you need to stand first, deal?"
"Mhh..."
He stood her upright and she groggily, slowly followed, stupidly asking "Are we going to the carnival?"
He couldn't believe this question but reminded himself that she may still be waking up from the demon's recent possession.
"Not just yet. We need to go back to your room first."
They were met with awkward stares as random guards passed by, not saying one word.
"Ohhh, to get ready!"
"Exactly! But you need your rest before we go today, all right?"
"Okay buddy, whatever you say."
He hastily opened the door for her relieved that no one else was here yet. Haru still had classes for the next hour.
"I'm going to let you get ready for bed, all right? I'll see you again tomorrow."
"Noo, waaiitt...I want you baby."
She pulled him on top of her kissing his face like a love sick school girl.
"I want you so bad! Violate me daddy! I want it!"
'She must be acting on impulse and revealing her true nature. I'd rather not take advantage of a half unconscious girl.'
"That wouldn't be a wise decision, Naia. We'll have plenty of time to do this tomorrow. You're not feeling well now."
"We can make it quick...Please Sir?"
She moaned desperately into his ear, pulling his shorts down while rubbing against his already throbbing member. When she put it that way refusal was out of the question.
"Fine but let's wait to do anything else until tomorrow, all right? Why don't you suck it while touching yourself then I'll return the favor?"
"Hah, mhm, you kāne kolohe (naughty man)."
He laid down on his back, throwing the shorts carelessly onto the floor. She began sucking without a second thought touching herself just as he had suggested. She forced herself to deep throat him gagged then hastily came back up for air. A small choke was heard as she continued on that way, licking and sucking until her jaw felt sore, almost having to stop before he ejaculated. He stroked her head while she pleasured holding it there as his semen spilled down her throat. She kept moaning in her native tongue the entire time calling him sir and daddy so release came rather quickly.
"That tasted so sweet...I want some more, daddy."
"There will be time for that tomorrow. Right now, it's your turn to be pleased. Lay down sweetheart."
"Mhh..."
She kept fondling herself as he teasingly licked around both folds, grabbing both hands and interlacing their fingers together.
"Uunnn, I want your...I want you inside of me daddy...Please put it inside."
And oh how he wanted to do nothing more but that was going to be on another day. He'd find some excuse to get her alone and in his own room next time. His stare drifted to the wall clock noticing forty minutes still remained which left more than enough time for their session.
"I will another time baby, I promise."
"Okay...Ah!"
He slipped his tongue inside finding her g-spot much too soon. He slowed his movement while rubbing her clitoris at a slower pace along with penetration. She writhed in complete pleasure, both remaining ignorant to the threat waiting just outside the door.
"Uuhhh, I'm so close daddy! Harder! Ohh, your tongue feels so good inside..."
He only obeyed her request minutes later, increasing strength and speed in his tongue and thumb. She bucked her hips intensely against his face still holding onto both hands. He orgasmed onto her sheets while thrusting against the bed, his semen landing just below her thighs. He swallowed her fluids that gradually seeped out along with the blood cleaning her before taking his leave.
"That's a very good girl. We'll have more fun tomorrow, all right? You may want to clean yourself off better by showering."
"Mmhhh, yes daddy."
He kissed her deeply before exiting, giving an abrupt nod. She stumbled to the bathroom barely managing to walk herself. He felt even weaker now after the encounter with whatever that she-witch had been. An unpleasant surprise revealed itself seconds later as what felt like a ton of bricks made contact with his stomach. He quickly realized it was anything but. What resembled a furious incubus now towered over the astonished, ambushed man, snarling angrily.
"Next time, direct insubordination will cost you your life. This is your first and final warning. You will not see, talk nor have contact with Naia Hale unless I permit otherwise. Understood?"
"Y...yes."
He let out a groan of a response before falling onto weakened knees barely able to limp away. It took almost a minute before he could gather enough strength to do so.
"Get out of my sight. If I catch you anywhere near her again, you will be made androgynous."
Each gruesome, incandescent word gave him the final push he needed to leave. He limped all the way to his own room clutching his stomach along the way. At least that monster couldn't ruin fantasies.