Day Nine...
My eyes opened and I was surprised to see sunlight pouring into my room, realizing that it was morning and that the tentacles didn't visit me once throughout the whole night. A smile came to my face as I rose out of my bed, finding it easy to do so, unused to the energy that comes from being so well-rested. I went straight to my wired vibrator, and as my hands were tight around its remote, I couldn't help but think of Ahri, knowing she was the reason I was able to enjoy a full night's sleep. It seems that pitiful begging finally got someone somewhere for once...
I wonder what would've happened to me if I hadn't said anything last night? Would the tentacles finally enter me... there?
And would I enjoy it?
…
I probably would.
I shook my head to rid my mind of the true thoughts I had before grabbing a clean uniform from my closet. I dropped my vibrator into its apron before wrapping my body with a towel, heading to the washroom to remove my buttplug and take care of business before going to shower next. Everyone stared at me as I walked past them, nothing but a towel clothing my skin, all looking at me as if they were judging a slut.
And that made me furious because they were right. I am a slut. Denying it anymore would be insane. If I weren't a slut, then I wouldn't feel so incomplete right now. Incomplete because a vibrator wasn't rumbling between my thighs. Incomplete that there wasn't cold metal filling my anus...
But none of those things completed me. They broke me. And the girls who slept upstairs reformed me into a slut with a hole that still needs to be filled. Filled with something purple and alive...
And I'm not talking about what LeBlanc's clone had shoved into my mouth last night...
I walked into the change room to see Lux, back turned to me, pleased that she was most likely the only one in here as I heard no water running and saw no other uniforms. I moved past Lux and to the opposite side of the change room, as far away from her as possible. I reached into my apron and pulled my vibrator and buttplug out, looking over my shoulder to make sure that Lux wasn't looking, relieved to find that she... had begun undressing...
The sight of her petite body reminded me of the lust I had dwindling within me, that lust growing as I noticed the pink stripes adorning her back. I bit my bottom lip, knowing that those marks were fresh, suspecting that Katarina was the one who put them there. I shook my head in disappointment, thinking that Lux was part of the tiny group of maids that weren't sluts. But this whole time, that small blonde was hiding it from others, like Irelia, like me…
That whole group of 'innocent' maids must be a facade. They must all be closeted sluts, somehow hiding it from everyone else...
I turned away from Lux and tried to steel myself in an attempt to keep my arousal in check. I can't afford a tentacle attack. Not without my anus filled with a bigger buttplug.
But why not, Syndra? Why are you trying to avoid it? Is it because you'll know you'll love it? Because you know it's the last thing that's preventing you from becoming completely broken? The last thing from turning you into a disgusting slut who only cares about sex and not what others think of her? Like that disgusting elf and disgusting redhead?
Your need to have a buttplug within you is not to prevent the tentacles. It's to satiate your devious curiosity. Your desire to have your anus filled. You want to train that 'scared' hole until it's ready. Ready for the monster that has twisted your mind into madness. Twisted you into the disgusting being you are now.
I took a deep breath and thanked Ahri silently amongst my raucous thoughts, knowing that if the tentacles had come to me in the night, it would be a bad time...
Stop still trying to deny it, you slut. You're not innocent anymore. You're like Janna, like Sarah, like Morgana, like LeBlanc, like Evelynn, like Ahri. But what separates them from you is that you're in denial.
But I'm in denial because I'm not some disgusting slut…!
...But that's precisely what you are, Syndra. A disgusting slut. One who is a slave to her carnal desires.A slave to the nine-tailed vixen who is just as promiscuous as you. A slave to the turmoil that this pointless denial is causing your fragile, broken mind.
…
Submit, Syndra. You're a slut. Who cares what others think of you? Once you get your powers back, their tongues won't be lashing judging comments but instead will be roaming wherever you want them to roam...
…
I shook my head to break myself out of my insane thoughts, unwrapping my towel before covering my uniform and my sex toys with it. I stepped into the shower to see Lux at the end of the room, turning towards me with a worried look on her face, presumably to hide those marks on her wet skin. I widened my eyes at her, wondering how long she had been in here for, how long I was fighting my mind in the change room. But as I stared at Lux, watching how white bubbles slowly ran down her slim figure, my thoughts became filled with lust. And then I began to worry, knowing that because I wasn't wearing my buttplug, the now-imminent tentacle attack would mean their entrance into my...
I don't want them in there. I know I'll love it. I'll love it so much that I'd break the windows screaming, moaning in pleasure. Everyone would hear my putrid cries of pleasure and come to watch me be sodomized by some void-born creature. They would see how much pleasure I would be in; how much I loved the feel of their passionate rhythm. They would see how they pumped in and out of my pussy, in and out of my asshole... And then they would look at me like I'm just another slut, a woman who is nothing but a slave to her boss, to Ahri, to the lust always gleaming within her...
With a deep breath, I peeled my eyes away from Lux's nervous body and turned on the shower head above me. I turned my back to Lux and grabbed some body wash, pouring a wad of it into my palms before fondling myself underneath the pitiful guise of lathering my body. But I can't help but feel like she knows. I looked over my shoulder worriedly and saw the redness in her cheeks as she quickly turned away.
But I didn't get startled. I didn't feel like I was caught doing something I shouldn't have been doing. Instead, I only imagined myself fucking her, right there, right then. But I couldn't do such a thing. She has her own master, someone who controls her already. Images of Katarina filled my head, standing behind a bound Lux with a whip in her hand. It reminded me of how I dominated Sona, dominated those girls transformed into absolute sluts for me, and I suspect that Lux must do the same for Katarina...
The growing heat around my neck reminded me of the situation I was in, groaning as I stepped out of the shower with water dripping down my body. As I stepped into the change room, my eyes widened to find that the towel I had left covering my possessions was moved aside, my uniform and sex toys gone! My heart began to beat rampantly as I worriedly scanned the room, startled to see Ahri standing in front of the doors which exit this change room.
"W-what did you do with my stuff?" I asked.
She shrugged with a smile. "How did you sleep last night?"
"I slept well..." I cautiously muttered.
She began walking forward and I noticed that she was holding a shopping bag.
"A-are my things in there?" I asked.
"Yes." She replied, her tone dripping with mischievousness
"C-can I have them back?"
Her smile grew as she remained silent, continuing forward before coming to stand beside me. Anxiously, I looked at the shower door in the corner of my left eye, worried that Lux might come out and see whatever it is Ahri is going to do to me…
I hope she stays in there long enough so that I can enjoy whatever it is…
Ahri dropped the bag onto the floor and then kicked it beneath the bench before I could see what was inside of it.
"Turn around." She ordered.
"...Why?"
"So I can give you your things back."
I scrunched my mouth up suspiciously before turning around, immediately feeling Ahri's hands brushing the back of my neck, against the lock of the collar clasped around it. A wide smile came to my face. I couldn't believe how much mercy Ahri has been showing me suddenly, left in disbelief as I felt the weight of the collar free itself from my neck, unsettled by the sudden sensation of air finally hitting the sweaty, humid flesh that was once beneath.
"Thank you…" I breathed,
She kicked my feet apart, eliciting a quiet gasp from my clenched teeth before she rose my arms. And then, she snapped her fingers before I could say anything, leaving me paralyzed, unable to do anything but wonder what else she was going to do to me, anxious that anyone, like Lux who was still bathing, could come in at any moment...
But what will they catch Ahri doing to me? Will I be moaning when they enter? Or will I be grovelling underneath my… Mistress' heel? Obeying her every order?
I could only look in front of me as I saw a glimpse of Ahri retrieving the bag she brought, and then, I felt her placing some sort of garment over my body. A garment that felt oddly similar to what Irelia had me wear yesterday. But this garment barely covered my skin, leaving many large gaps between what felt like thin straps. Straps that sunk into the flesh against my thighs and my ass and my back. Straps which wrapped around my waist, my hips, my breasts. Straps which all connected above my collar bone, around my neck. Images of what I was appearing quickly entered my mind, and I didn't know what to call it, but the word 'harness' seemed to be the most accurate word to describe it just based on how it felt against me…
Ahri put my hands by my sides and then walked in front of me before placing… something which would've brought a big smile to my lips where I not paralyzed, atop my towel. A buttplug as big as the one Irelia was wearing, but made of gold metal with a purple jewel just like the ones I've been wearing this past week.
"I've run out of my own and had to borrow this one from LeBlanc." Said Ahri. "But she seemed very eager to let you have it…"
On Ahri's face was an intense look of arousal, her eyes scanning my body hungrily in a way I've never seen her look at me before. I can't imagine what devious garment she has put on my body. And I can't imagine how wild my fingers will roam my flesh once I see how good I look in it…
"You asked for a lot last night…" Ahri said, disappearing behind me again. "What I just put on your body is part of the price you must pay for your greed…"
And then as she finished speaking, I felt the cold steel of the collar back around my neck, over the straps of the harness. And as it was locked tight, it became as hot as it was when she took it off…
"The rest of the price is the indefinite extension of your punishment, which would have ended today if you remained silent."
...Just one more night, Syndra? You couldn't handle that? Even if the tentacle attack was going to be anal? This would've been all over, and you could've finally came…
...And besides, that tentacle attack would've felt so good...
My heart skipped a beat as the water in the shower room stopped running.
"Time for me to leave…" Ahri chuckled.
I listened to her strut away, and as the change room door closed on her way out, I regained control of my body. But before I could even move, the shower door opened and out came Lux whose cheeks quickly became flushed pink as she gasped. I looked down and saw black, leather straps adorning my wet body, connected with silver rings. I was wearing an outfit that branded me as a disgusting, putrid slut to the blonde across from me.
"D-don't act shocked," I muttered. "I'm sure Katarina has made you wear something like this before."
Her cheeks became even redder and she widened her eyes, shaking her head. "N-no!"
I awkwardly chuckled, finding it odd that I wasn't embarrassed or humiliated as I usually am. Not nearly as much as Lux seemed to be.
I wrapped my towel around my body, upset that it didn't do that good of a job of covering the harness as some straps still ran above it before disappearing under my collar. Afterwards, I went to grab the new, huge buttplug Ahri had left for me, my eyes widening at how big and heavy it felt in my palms. The collar got even hotter as I watched my flustered expression in the buttplug's gold surface, imagining how it must feel inside of me, how filled I'll be... But then I realized that was all there was in my hands. Ahri took my vibrator which meant that I'd have to get this new, huge buttplug in as soon as possible. I won't be able to keep the collar cool as I make my way back to my room, and by the time I get there, I won't have a lot of time before the tentacles attack me…
… I won't even be able to savour the experience of slowly pushing this big, beast inside of me...
I rushed to my room without running into anyone else, seeing my uniform on top of my bed as I grabbed a bottle of lube from my dresser. I stopped in front of my mirror to observe my own body, seeing how black leather straps ran against and around my body, captivated intensely by how arousing it looked on me. My teeth sunk into my bottom lip as I felt the collar throb with heat, turning around quickly and bending over, looking back over my shoulder to see how the harness looked from behind, sinking into my ass and running up and around my back. The sight of myself in this devious garment made me… extremely aroused.
This was going to be a problem.
I took a deep breath of air and poured lube against my anus, and then the giant buttplug, watching how it dripped down its gold surface. I wrapped my fingers tight around it to disperse the lube, clenching my teeth as it felt so big in my hands, wondering how in the world I was going to get this in…
"You can do this, Syndra," I muttered to myself.
Because it'll feel so good once it's in…
I moved my hand behind me and pressed the tip of the buttplug against my anus, my heart nervously thumping as my collar began to bake my skin. My other hand moved between my legs, two fingers pressing against my clitoris before I began to gently move them in circles to keep the steel around my neck cool. And in the mirror, I watched how I pleased myself, buttplug poised between my cheeks, my eyes glistening as I began to push it in...
"Oh…"
I took a long, deep breath of air to calm myself down, relaxing the fingers which rubbed my pussy as I struggled with pushing the buttplug into my anus. I had to slow down my pace even more than any time I've inserted the other, smaller buttplugs, but watching myself in the mirror caused my fingers to move with passion. I had to tear my eyes from my reflection before lying down on my bed, shoving my face into my sheets as I rose my ass into the air, pressing my knees together with the buttplug still behind me, tip barely in.
"Ah…"
I felt my collar beginning to warm up the moment I eased up on rubbing my womanhood, trying my best to ignore it as I began to put pressure against the large, purple jewel of this huge buttplug. I shut my eyes as I felt it sliding in, doing so surprisingly easily, bringing a smile to my bit lips as I was proud of how well-trained my anus became.
Well-trained for what, Syndra?
But now it started to barely move, and I knew it was just halfway in. I took another deep breath of air, biting my bottom lip before sliding my fingers into my pussy, moaning into my bedsheets as I began to gently stir my insides. And then, as my collar began to cool down again, I continued with pushing the plug in with my other hand, groaning as it spread my anus wider.
This felt… wonderful. Amazing. I'm infatuated with this sensation...
"Oh…" I moaned.
And moaned.
And moaned.
I couldn't keep quiet.
I was enamoured by how it felt sliding into me.
And I fell in love with the feeling of it sinking into place, stuffing me.
I pulled my fingers from my pussy as I felt how tightly I was clenching around LeBlanc's largest plug. Her plug that filled me entirely. Her plug which felt so good. So amazing… I stood up and felt how it shifted within me, pressing hard against all walls of my rectum which clung to its gold surface. I moved back to my mirror and turned around and bent over, seeing the large, purple jewel glistening where the entrance of my anus should be, its sides pressed against by the flesh of my rear surrounding it. I turned back to face my mirror, seeing how I was dressed in a harness, filled with a huge buttplug, sitting down on my rear as the pressure the bed made against the plug elicited a groan from my lips.
And then my lips twisted into a wretched smile as I fixed my posture to feel more comfortable, placing my hands on my thighs as my chest rose with each shaky breath I took. I didn't dare to lay a single finger on myself, anxiously squirming in place before my collar suddenly cooled down to let me know that the tentacles were going to come...
I watched in the mirror as they crawled over the straps which hugged my body, joining them around my breasts and around my thighs and waist before beginning to fondle me. I watched closely as they squeezed into my breasts, feeling another slither down between my thighs before coiling around the stem of my new, large buttplug. I moaned with a furrowed brow as it began to pull on it, feeling how the plug shifted within me, clenching my teeth as my anus refused to let the plug out at all - like it were in love with it as much as I was... The monster quickly gave up with trying to remove it, thrusting two of its tendrils into my pussy so that it could have fun with me for about half an hour before leaving me on the brink of climax.
It felt so good being clenched around something so big inside of my anus as two tentacles pumped in and out of my dripping, wet pussy...
After the attack, I stared at my panting self in the mirror, admiring how great my sweaty body looked in the black, leather harness. But this staring brought a dull warmth to my collar. That, and the fact that I was wearing such a huge buttplug. I bit my bottom lip and looked away from my reflection, enticed by the sight of a large, pink dildo on my dresser that I've never seen before, sitting beside a remote which I assumed belonged to it.
I have a feeling Ahri had put it there…
I walked over to it and was shocked to find that all my vibrators, but this new one, were taken, leaving me with no choice but to use it as a substitute to keep my collar cool. I inserted it into my pussy, accepting the fact that I'll most likely leave tiny droplets wherever I walk, and that my inner thighs will now be coated in even more excitement than usual.
I anxiously squirmed as I lifted the remote, turning the vibrator on to 'LOW', inhaling sharply as the sudden shaking began to unravel me. It rumbled loudly between my thighs, making me worried that others what hear it, like how I could hear Sona's. I'd be consumed by my paranoia as I strutted throughout the mansion with this turned on inside of me, everyone staring at my trembling body, hearing it beneath my skirt…
I was pulled out of my anxious thoughts as I felt my collar sizzling beneath my jaw, pulling out my dildo before falling back onto my bed. I let the tentacles have their way with me for about ten minutes, this attack being more vicious than the one before it, but not as long. And once the attack was over, I wondered what turned me on so much, and gasped horribly when I realized it was the thoughts of me being caught by all my coworkers wearing my vibrator…
Disgusting.
I stood up and saw myself in the mirror again, seeing how much sweatier I was after that second attack. I wiped my body down with my towel and then threw my uniform over my harness, trying my best to hide it. But it was impossible. Many straps were still visible due to how little skin this uniform covers already. A plethora of straps ran towards my neck, showing themselves above the chest of my uniform and on my back through the window that reveals my upper back…
It's obvious what I'm wearing...
My stomach grumbled to remind me that I hadn't eaten yet, looking over at the time to see that it was already 11:00AM. Now, I had to leave my room to eat, and I couldn't imagine how I was going to hide this harness from everyone. I slowly thrust the dildo back into my pussy so that it didn't please me enough to arouse me, leaving it off so that I can turn it one when I must. I dropped the remote into my apron and then left my room, anxiously grinding my teeth as I began to head for the kitchen.
Everyone is going to stare at me. They'll know that I'm wearing a bondage harness beneath my uniform. They'll think I'm a slut just because of that, and then they'll assume that I might be wearing a buttplug, or a vibrator, too. And both assumptions would be right because I'm wearing both. And I've been edged so long now, that I wouldn't hesitate to let anyone fuck me, even if every single breathing person in the mansion was watching. I'd let them get their turn, too…
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: Sorry that this chapter was a couple of days late. I ran out of all the chapters I wrote ahead of time, so now I have to write the rest of the story weekly. I've already plotted everything out though, so there won't be any crazy long hiatuses. Future chapters will most likely be a few days late from now on though. I'll be uploading them as soon as I'm finished writing and editing them! Sorry in advance!
Also, I never realized how long this story is. It's easily going to surpass 100,000 words when it's finished! Looking forward to reading your reviews and messages! If you'd like to get status updates on my stories, or see some occasional rule34 retweets, follow me on twitter: xdisturbedff. There's also a picture of the bondage harness Syndra is wearing on there.