Day Nine, Part Three…

I grew tired of having Sona attending to my needs, stuck on the brink of climax for so long while also resisting the overwhelming urge I had to beg her to… fuck me in my ass. Once she left my room, I was attacked almost immediately by the tentacles. They fucked me for about half-an-hour, unable to make any progress with pulling out my buttplug.

I arrived an hour late to my shift, seeing Sona working hard alone. I was so late because I spent 30 minutes getting fucked by the tentacles, 5 minutes recovering, 5 removing the buttplug, 5 in the washroom, and then 10 minutes in the shower before spending another 5 getting here, to the library.

"We're still not even," I whispered to Sona. "What you did to me was much worse than what I did to you. The whole mansion knows that I'm a slut now. Only Zyra saw what I did to you…"

She nodded apologetically.

I reached into my apron and pulled out the new large buttplug Ahri had given me. Sona looked down at it with wide eyes, almost in disbelief.

"Don't act as if you've never seen one this big before."

Sona smiled sheepishly, her cheeks becoming a little pink. She definitely recognizes where this buttplug came from…

"Put this in me…" I ordered. "Right here, right now…"

She cocked her head back, scanning around us. Despite the fact that the library had a few other people in it, our aisle being empty was enough for Sona to nod her head with confidence. I chuckled, realizing her confidence must come from the fact that she belongs to LeBlanc, and that she's probably been ordered to do this exact thing many, many times…

I handed her the bottle of lube I was also carrying with me before turning around, leaning against a bookshelf before biting my bottom lip anxiously. I could feel the warm draft of the library against the flesh of my rear as she lifted my skirt, hearing her squeeze the bottle of lube. Then, I felt her fingers against the entrance of my anus, running circles as she lubed it up, preparing it for the large, gold plug. The sensation brought heat to my collar, my knees pressing together as I anxiously squirmed in place, trying to keep myself together.

I took a deep breath of air once I felt the tip of the buttplug come against the entrance of my anus, clenching my teeth before she began to push it in. I quickly relaxed, closing my eyes, unwinding as much as I could. I had to stifle all moans and groans that tried to leave my throat, trembling slightly and breathing heavily as I could feel her pushing the buttplug in deeper.

Sona got it in within the minute, leaving its large, jewelled pommel pushing against the flesh of my rear. I stood up and turned around, biting my bottom lip as I could feel how it shifted within me, forcing me to be extremely aware of its presence, how it filled me so completely…

"D-do you have it?" I asked.

She nodded her head and then handed me a wired egg vibrator. I equipped it and turned its dial only two settings up, relieved to find that its dull pleasure was somehow still enough to cool my collar. I requested this when we were in my room earlier because it's quieter and doesn't arouse me as much as the other vibrator. It also doesn't produce as much pleasure, letting me manage the heat of my collar more easily.

"I can't believe how many people saw me…" I muttered.

It could've been worse. I could've been caught by everyone, like Nidalee who was paraded around the mansion, covered in oil and chains…

Remembering how Nidalee looked that day didn't arouse me, but instead, it worried me. I could see myself strutting in place of Nidalee, covered in chains and oil, being watched by everyone…

It felt like I was imagining a portrayal of future events...

Sona and I finished working in the library, although we weren't that focused on our duties. Every time I saw her, I resisted the urge to grab her head and shove it beneath my skirt. I didn't want to get myself too worked up. But despite this, I'd slip my head beneath her skirt at random, feasting upon her for how long it pleased me, even when people were nearby enough to catch us.

I hate this collar. I hate how it controls me. I just want this over with so I can fuck her, and others, as I please, whenever I want...

I sat in my room alone, constantly thinking about what others must be thinking about me. It bothered me too much. I hate that I was caught wearing a vibrator. I can't believe I was doing something so stupid. I could've just got my food and came back to my room with it, and then I would've been fine. Why was I so stupid? Why did I go out wearing that stupid thing?!

It's because you wanted to, Syndra. It turns you on when you walk around with something buzzing inside of you, knowing there's a chance that you'd be caught.

I was startled by sudden knocks on my door.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Your Mistress~."

I quietly groaned, knowing who that playful tone belonged to. I got up and walked to the door cautiously, opening it to see Ahri, who was for once, dressed conservatively. But despite the fact that she was wearing less-revealing clothing - a pair of navy blue jeans and a black t-shirt - she still looked like a whore.

Ahri pushed her way into my room and I didn't say a single thing as I watched her lock my door. I just stood there, anxiously awaiting her next move before she made it without hesitation. Within seconds, I was pushed back against my dresser, Ahri's hand slithering past my hips and beneath my skirt, coming against the jewel of my buttplug before her eyes met mine.

"Good job…" She said.

I remained quiet as I could feel how the plug just slightly moved within me as her fingers gently pushed against my buttplug. I looked over in the mirror and saw how stained my face was with arousal and how devious the look was on Ahri's.

"Let's go have some fun~…" She purred.

I nodded my head right away, without any hesitation. She laughed at my obedience, licking her lips before pulling her hand out from underneath my skirt…

Please… put it back...

"Follow me." She ordered, backing away before turning around.

I nodded my head and followed her out of my room, watching how her ass swayed in those tight jeans. I didn't even realize how far we had walked, surprised to see her stop before turning to look at me, the entrance to the library behind her.

"W-why are we here?" I asked cautiously, anxiety rising within me.

She smirked deviously at me before walking into the library without answering my question. I felt the need to follow, trailing behind her. The moment I stepped into the library however, my collar suddenly began to scold my neck, but as always, I was equipped with my egg vibrator. I turned its dial one notch up; it's lowest setting. It was quiet, but compared to the near-silence of the library, it sounded like a fully automatic assault rifle. Ahri looked at me over her shoulder and chuckled quietly, shaking her head at me disapprovingly. I felt so ashamed of myself, grinding my teeth as we continued into the library.

Inside, I saw Lux reading a book at a round table across from Ahri and I. Kayle was in the distance off to the right, scanning a bookshelf. I became even more nervous as I watched Ahri approach the table Lux was sitting at, knowing that she was expecting me to be following closely behind her. As I did just that, Lux looked up at Ahri before me. Her face went pick as she glanced at my hips before quickly looking back down at her book nervously. I scowled at Lux to try and calm myself down, trying to convince myself that I shouldn't care about the opinion of such a frail, pitiful woman.

Ahri shook her head before walking to the bookshelf beside Kayle, turning and gesturing for me to follow her with a mischievous smirk on her lips. I nodded my head hesitantly, walking forward and staring at Kayle, worried about her reaction. She turned with a confused look on her face, spotting me before rolling her eyes with disgust. Kayle didn't say anything, but her glare spoke a thousand words. I winced as I could feel the weight of my embarrassment and humiliation, turning to where Ahri was, surprised to see that she was gone.

"Do you have any shame?" Kayle asked, speaking as if she purposely wanted everyone to hear.

I furrowed my brow as I returned my gaze to hers. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was startled by the sudden click of a computer mouse to my right. I turned my head away from the angry blonde and saw Janna sitting at a computer, casually browsing porn without any care for her surroundings. I nervously gulped and stepped away, wishing to not let Janna find out that I'm wearing a vibrator again, in the library of all places…

"Whore…" I heard someone's voice from behind me.

I turned around to see Akali and Karma sitting at a table behind Lux's, both of them glaring at me disapprovingly. I returned the look, but with anger, feeling how violently my heart pounded the inside of my chest.

"S-Syndra?" Janna said.

I spun on my heel and saw that pointy-eared slut staring at me, her eager eyes lit up with lust and anticipation, excited that I was doing something so sluty yet again. Wishing to separate myself as quickly as I could from something Janna would do, I hurriedly reached beneath my skirt to turn off my vibrator, but instead, my muscle memory resulted in me turning it up. I gasped, and in my panic to turn it off, I ended up cranking the dial even further until it wouldn't turn anymore. The vibrator surged with intensity, buzzing loudly between my thighs for everyone to hear as it began to stir the insides of my dripping pussy. I froze up as the pleasure began to overwhelm me, clenching my hands into fists by my sides, unable to use them to turn off my vibrator. I cleared my throat to stifle a moan, pressing my thighs together as I saw how everyone in the library was staring at me. Lux's face was wide and shocked, Akali's was disapproving and judgemental, and Karma's was slightly annoyed but somewhat amused…

"Oh my god…" I heard Janna say from behind me.

As I turned to look at the woman who just spoke, I caught a glimpse of Kayle's angry glare before seeing how Janna leered at me with lusty, enticed eyes, her own thighs pressed tightly together as she squirmed ever-so-slightly. I took a shaky breath and quickly marched out of the library, firmly stomping my feet on the ground to keep my balance, the vibrator's strength making it difficult to walk with confidence. As I exited the library with the sound of my vibrator's rumbles echoing in the hall, I saw Ahri standing ahead of me with an amused look on her face. She walked forward, blocking my way, preventing me from moving any further.

"What were you doing in there?" She asked.

I glared at her but remembered all the witnesses were still in the library, just a few steps away... I looked over my shoulder and saw Janna, Akali, Karma, and Kayle approaching, turning my head back to Ahri with pitiful, defeated eyes, begging silently for her to let me pass. She only smiled in response as she watched me hurriedly drop a hand towards my skirt, catching it and stopping me from turning my vibrator off, our eyes meeting as fear began to orchestra the rhythm of my heart.

"Obey your Mistress." She said.

I shook my head and tried to break free of her hold, but she brought my struggle to a halt as she pressed her lips against mine, charming me. I was forced to refrain from resisting her any further, standing still in front of her as her hand lowered to caress my rear through the fabric of my skirt, her lips still pressed against mine as she continued to administer her charm. I could hear the many sets of footsteps approaching behind me before Ahri broke the kiss and looked down at me, licking her lips before shaking her head.

"You've changed so much…" Whispered Ahri. "I can barely recognize you nowadays…"

But it wasn't my choice. You forced me into the wretched being I am now...

I closed my eyes as true humiliation began to overwhelm me, helpless under the influence of Ahri's powerful charm…

"What would happen if I were to shut your toy off?" She purred into my ear.

I opened my eyes and worriedly shook my head. But I forgot all about her question as I heard murmuring behind me, seeing that Ahri wasn't looking at me, but past me. And then suddenly, I felt cold air brush against my rear, no longer feeling the weight of my skirt draping against it. Just like the cold draft, I could feel more than a couple of pairs of eyes staring at my now-uncovered backside, judging me for how my bondage harness' black, leather straps sunk into my soft flesh…

"Look at her." Said Ahri, speaking to the audience behind me… "Wearing such things beneath her uniform…"

I quietly whimpered as I felt a sudden, harsh strike come against my ass, flinching as my humiliation increased. The murmuring grew louder and I looked over my shoulder to see Lux amongst the crowd now, blushing as Janna beside her showed no signs of hiding her own arousal.

"Y-you whore…" I muttered to the elf.

"Look who's talking." Said Akali, causing Karma beside her to chuckle at me…

I furrowed my brow with nothing to say, quaking in place due to the vibrator's intense strength. I turned my embarrassed face back to Ahri and looked up at her with teary eyes.

"Please let me go…" I begged.

"Repeat yourself." Said Ahri. "But louder."

I recoiled, shaking my head, too humiliated to do such a thing. I can't let them hear me beg like some sorry slut.

But that's exactly what you are, Syndra.

I tried to run away but my body refused to listen to my mind's orders. I just stood there, skirt up, trembling in front of Ahri who didn't use a single hand to hold me still...

"Please… M-Mistress." I quietly muttered. "Let me go…"

Ahri chuckled. "Speak up, my pet."

The crowd behind me began to speak up, surprised at what Ahri just called me…

"P-Please let me go, M-Mistress..." I muttered just a tiny bit louder than before.

She smiled at me deviously, one of her hands snaking to my thigh before turning my vibrator off. My collar instantly began to warm up, my eyes widening as I became worried that these few maids will see the tentacles have their way with me…

"P-Please!" I begged. "P-please let me go, Mistress…!"

Ahri chuckled and then freed me from her weak hold. I turned around and saw how everyone was staring at me, some with pity, some with amusement, and some with disgust. I spun on my heel and marched away, resisting the urge to cry from the humiliation I felt, heading straight to my room.

The moment I locked my door behind me, the scalding heat of my collar came to a halt, the tentacles pulling me to the floor before removing my vibrator and thrusting two of its tendrils into my pussy. They didn't wait for a single second before pumping in and out of me vehemently, a loud moan leaving my lips as I trembled on all-fours on the floor of my bedroom, remembering the looks of all the pairs of eyes glaring at me just a few moments ago, judging me, making their assumptions of what type of putrid human I must be. And as I constantly thought about those looks I was given, I moaned loudly, whining from the intense pleasure which was being forced upon my body. This attack was the most ferocious yet. Within a minute, I was already at the edge of climax, stuck there. And this time, I felt closer to cumming than ever before. But no matter what, no matter how hard I was fucked, no matter how much pleasure I endured, my stupid body refused to cum. Even when the pleasure became so much that my mind went blank, my body began to tremble, all control I had over it gone...

But ten minutes later, it happened. My body passed the threshold.

But nothing happened..!

I only felt the torture that came from being edged, becoming even more familiar with it than I already was as the tentacles fucked me for 20 more minutes. And when they finally began to slow down, I felt my heart plummet. I didn't want this attack to end. I wanted this to be the attack that made me cum.

"P-please…" I muttered… "Please don't stop!"

But the tentacles didn't listen to me. They continued slowing down as if they were tired of me.

"Please… Don't go… Don't stop…" I begged. "Please… Make me cum…!"

But they stopped, refusing to oblige my pointless begging, leaving me lying on the floor of my room in a tiny puddle of my own excitement.

Am I broken? Does my body simply no longer possess the ability to cum anymore? Have I been stripped of such a wondrous function…?

I rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling which spun in circles.

"...I'm broken…"

Ahri has won. Her victory was guaranteed the moment this punishment started. I was naive to think that this would do nothing to me. No woman could ever survive this hell…

I spent ten minutes on the floor before finally getting up, my legs still shaky, my head still dizzy. I could feel how sweat began to dry on my body, how the slime left from the monster stuck to my skin, how the excitement between my thighs continued to drip down to my ankles… I bent my slutty self over my bed and moaned and groaned and closed my eyes in bliss as I pulled out my buttplug, grabbing a towel and a clean uniform before using the washroom and going to the shower. But even after I cleaned myself thoroughly, drying down in the change room before getting dressed, I still felt dirty… I stared at the buttplug in my hand, remembering that Ahri borrowed it from LeBlanc. And then I remembered what LeBlanc said, about how there is no curse mark on my anus, and that a pure, anal sex experience would lift my curse…

...I'm ready for it now, at least. I'm almost… eager to try it…

I tightly grasped the buttplug in my hands and sunk my teeth into my bottom lip, closing my eyes and imagining myself being fucked hard in the ass by LeBlanc's throbbing, pulsating, magical cock… Within seconds, I could feel my excitement running down my inner-thighs, opening my eyes to find that I was… in front of LeBlanc's door…

And I didn't hesitate to knock.

To Be Continued...