CHAPTER 22:
"Chastity"

"You suck at Pig Latin, Matty. But that's not what you said last night when you begged for more. You kinky bastard!" Chastity said, slapping Matt on the rear in playfulness. "But you sure slopped me in the trough like a pig last night."

Matt cleared his throat, embarrassed. His face turned beat red.

Chastity laughed.

Light cocked his head, mildly amused. It was obvious what was going on between these two. But to express it so openly was unusual especially in front of someone whom they had just kidnapped. But love was love and it could not be bottled. Much like what he had with Kiyomi Takada.

"Am I interrupting something important between you two?" he asked dryly but sarcastically. "I'm your prisoner, but if you want money, just send a ransom note to my office. It'll be paid in short order."

Chastity chuckled, as she looked at Matt. "Oh please, Matty. Tell me you didn't ask him for money?"

"I just wanted to help out the orphanage."

Chastity cocked her head from side to side. "Okay, good reason, but that's not the objective here."

Light said, "Then what's your objective—"

She suddenly, and unceremoniously, sat on Light's lap, facing him, with her breasts in his face. Light looked at her, his eyes widened, feeling both bewildered and awkward.

"We didn't kidnap you for money, Shinto Izanagi," she said. "Matt was just trying to help out our friends. You're more valuable to us in other ways than selling you back to your company for a profit. We band of misfits don't work that way. Besides, money is nothing to us. If we want something, we just take it. Isn't that right, Matty-Bear?"

Matt rolled his eyes. "Chastity, axe the nicknames in mixed company. We need to be serious here."

Chastity pouted. "Party pooper!" She then looked down. "Oh, did I get you excited, Shinto-baby?"

Chastity then began to do something that caused a stir in Light and she began to gyrate between his legs, moving up and down, grinding her nether regions across his crotch.

"Hey, stop that!" he demanded.

"Oh, great, you've got her started now," Matt said. "There's little I can say when she gets like this. I'm afraid, you're just going to have go with it until the end. Besides, she's good!"

Chastity turned around, and Light clenched his teeth as her rear pressed down on his crotch, and she began twerking her butt, creating a tightness Light could not ignore. "Stop this! Now!" He mentally gasped pleasurably.

"We kids from Wammy House are a bit eccentric," she said. "We all have our idiosyncrasies, some more than others. One councillor at the orphanage once compared a group of us to the 'Children of the Corn', from that old horror film. We all have our different interests. Matt here likes his games and tech, and I, well, you're experiencing mine."

Light clenched his tied hands into balls, as he tried to resist her actions, digging his nails into his palms. He had an idea what her 'interest' was, and he agreed with Matt's assessment. She was good!

"Oh, she's really good!" Matt remarked. "She has the best hips in town."

Light recalled all the times that he had had relations with women. Misa barely excited him, Asumi stimulated him in ways he could never have imagined. But Takada was the best of them all and stimulated him in every way, both physically and emotionally. He really missed her.

But now, he felt strangely, but pleasantly, aroused by this wicked girl from Wammy House.

He bit his lip, then let out an involuntarily gasp. He was the CEO of a business conglomerate, and had the power of a god in the Death Note, but he was not resistant to the temptations of the flesh. He was still human.

Her namesake was truly opposite to her actions. She was far from withholding sex.

In medieval times, Europe, women would wear chastity belts to keep themselves pure for their husbands.

Chastity, which was obviously not her real name, was far from that reproach, and bordered on prostitution.

She suddenly stood up, but the damage had been done, and his trousers felt tight. She then cupped him with a hand, feeling how solid he was. "Exactly the reaction I was hoping for, Shinto Izanagi," she said with a smile.

His eyes filled with enmity. It was sheer violation what she was doing, and in other terms, she was committing sexual assault. But he was tied up, and he had no choice. His reactions were honest. He couldn't deny that.

She smirked, then slapped him hard across the face. He recoiled, and looked back shocked.

Matt hissed through his teeth. "Oh, that had to hurt."

He eyed her again with an antipathy and a loathing he hadn't felt towards anyone for quite some time. When he was first taken to the torture den run by the Dragon Sect and subjected to unimaginable things, he felt a similar hatred. And here he could relate to that same feeling he had back then. Pleasure and then pain, torture of polar opposites to coax information out of someone. He resisted Tigressa back then and he would resist Chastity now.

But this told him something valuable, even though they had not asked yet. They wanted information.

A stream of blood trickled down the right corner of his mouth as he smiled despite his situation. "Try your worse. You won't get anything out of me. If you're not in this for the money, then you want information. It's obvious!"

Matt rubbed his chin. "I think he's got us, Chastity." Then he smiled mischievously. "But it's not trade secrets we want from you, Shinto Izanagi. What we do want is much more valuable than a bottomline. Hmm, yet it appears you're not in a talkative mood. So Chastity, looks like you'll have your work set out for you. Better use your best womanly charms." He smacked Chastity on the rump when he went to leave. "I have a call to make. I think I'll take your golden luger with me, Mr. Izanagi. Never had one of these before, looks awesome! And trust me, I will use it to get what we want when the time it right. A gun is built for a purpose, not to be merely admired."

"You're both insane," Light voiced his opinion.

Matt turned. "There is a fine line between insanity and genius, and then there are those who think outside the box, fuelled by their idiosyncrasies, for which, I will admit, I have a few. And so does she." He winked at her. "Show him your favourite, Chas. Now for a big reveal. And if you haven't already guessed, Chas is a sexaholic, with a few other unusual quirks. I think that is the simplest way to describe it."

Light blinked nervously. "Sexaholic?" One who is obsessed with engaging in any sexual act, anywhere. Often, those afflicted, cannot control themselves, and needed medical treatment to curb the urge, he recalled.

"Have fun you two…"

Matt then left, closing the door, leaving Light alone with Chastity.

At that very moment, Light felt like a young teenager again, and nervous, after asking Dana Chika, and old girlfriend out on a date, at thirteen years old. She was the love of his life at that point in his life. He competed with Demetre for her affection. However, then she suddenly disappeared, only to appear five years later—her father, being one of the top echelons to the Savant Society, for which Demetre fought against with his Death Note.

Light stuttered, as Chastity suddenly sat back on his lap. "W-wait, I thought you two were in a relationship?"

She sputtered a laugh. "Ah no, but Matty's great fun, and he enjoys the ride. J—not so much. You'll meet him later. J's just his first initial, he doesn't like going by his real name. He said he learned his lesson the hard way. But he was vague on the reason when asked. Anyway, you and I, are going to have so much fun together. I like older guys. I'm only nineteen. I left the orphanage when I turned a suitable age and began to spread my wings. And legs."

She turned and straddled him again.

"When I need a little stress release, Matty's always there. Lucky for him, I can't get pregnant, or he'd be upset. He wouldn't be the most responsible father. He's not the fastest in pulling out."

"Are you always this crass?"

"Only when I want something," she said. "And I want you."

She leaned in and licked the side of his face like he was a lollipop, seductively. Then nibbled on his left earlobe like he was a lover. He shuddered, like he had just received a chill, feeling the sexual enticement. "No man has ever been able to resist me, unless they swing the other way. And that only happened once. So, let's make it fun!"

Light's mind sprung an idea and he had just happened to bring one. "A game? Yes, why not? First, where is my jacket? I believe I have something in a pocket that will make what will happen a lot more enjoyable."

"Ecstasy?"

"No, something even better."

Chastity looked to the floor and saw his jacket. Matt's cigarette had accidentally fallen on top and he had to stomp it out, so his jacket looked dirty and scrunched up. He told her to look in one of the inner pockets for a white case.

She got off him and rummaged through his jacket, pulling it out.

"How the hell did Matt miss this?" Chastity opened the case and inside was a white mouthguard. "Is this a joke?"

Light smiled to himself. "It's one of a kind," he said falsely. "It's a device designed to look like a simple mouthguard you place in the upper part of your mouth, but in fact, it's a new form of sexual tool that uses human neuropathy to create exhilarating orgasmic sensations for whoever wears it." She gave him an incredulous look. "No bullshit," he said, deciding to speak uncouth. "My company is beta-testing it before world-wide distribution. We often use testers before stamping our golden seal to it. I never endorse anything otherwise."

"You're pulling my leg. If you're lying to me, I'll make you pay for it."

He pressed on. "The harder one works, the more its user experiences sheer delight and bliss unlike they have ever felt before. You sound like the person perfect to beta-test it, and appreciate it for what it is, knowing the pleasures of sexdom. It also uses nano-technology to help stimulate human neuropathy during the act, hence embedded technology within the gum line of the mouthpiece."

She took the mouthpiece out of its case and examined it thoroughly. She still looked unconvinced.

He had fed her the line, now all she needed was her to fall for the bait. She needed one more push. "If you don't believe me, then allow me to be your beta tester partner," he offered. He smiled at her with an amorous grin. "I offer myself freely to you, to wield, like one would use any other tool of the trade to add to the experience."

Her brow rose, then she said: "What the hell, I'll try anything once." And she inserted the mouthpiece into the upper part of her mouth, biting down, so the pieces wrapped around her back molars. "Yeah, sure…let's play a game. The first one that gives in to the others's whims is the loser, and they must do whatever the winner wants. And you can't say no. Like a slave. If I win, you become my whipping boy. If you win, I'll let you go."

Inside his mind, Light began to laugh, as he bit down on the Alpha Guard in his mouth. As it was not cumbersome in his mouth and he barely knew it was there, he had decided to keep wearing it even after Matsuda and Aizawa was dealt with. He originally brought the white mouthguard just in case something happened.
He was glad he did.

"Challenge accepted."

To be continued...