Kiana's eyes slowly pry open, before the sudden brightness threatened to blind her as she regrets her decision. Despite that, she kept them open even if it took a few painful seconds for her eyes to slowly adjust.

The first thing she saw was a table placed on the side of her, a small lamp placed neatly on it. It was turned on and faced towards her, so that was likely the source of the terribly light that obstructed her previously. Though it seemed to be the only thing that emitted any kind of light, as the room was shrouded in darkness.

How long have I been asleep…

Kiana hazily thought, trying to recall the day to no avail. Her head was still worn-out, as she struggles to even form any simple thoughts or even think. So without thinking, she proceeds to move her body, which she immediately regretted immensely.

Her arms were the first part that she tried to move, and the first to send a searing soreness right back at her. They were so heavy, as if weights were strapped onto each of her arms, pulling her down. Each time she would try to wiggle, it felt like tiny needles were stabbing at her skin and right into her flesh, causing her to wince in pain.

The rest of her body was not much better, but it was at least somewhat bearable or numbing enough that she could handle it. Though she did found it odd how she could hardly sense anything from below her waist, only occasional twitches and the numbing trembles was all she could feel.

She silently thanked her own body for this however; she would rather not have to endure anymore agony than this already.

A few moments pass as Kiana lay perfectly still, letting her own mind to slowly wake up and for the pain to subside enough. Once she felt it was okay, she methodically moves her head up and down, surveying the room she was in.

Where she was laying felt soft and comfortable, and there were even pillows on top of it, which likely means that this was a bedroom of some kind. Though it was certainly not the one she had been forced to sleep in for the past weeks.

Ah…right..

With her mind recovering back to its proper functions, so too were the memories, as they began to flood back into her head; her encounter with a certain woman, and the subsequent days of being in her captivity.

Despite her body being in extreme aching pain a few minutes ago, Kiana would have honestly preferred that than to relive some of these memories again through her mind. Each fragment of her recollection of it sent shivers through her, her hands trembling as she folds them into her chest. Her lips thin as she shuts her eyes close, holding tightly onto her arms.

In her presence, Kiana felt like a prey being watched. To be studied and be observed with every single action she makes or said. Like an animal completely corned by its predator, waiting in an agonizing of a lifetime of what will ultimately come to it, yet never knowing when.

That was the condition she had been forced to live in by this person, and it was all that she could think of for the longest time. That is, until so very recently.

Arms soft and gentle like a mother's embrace, a voice so calming and soothing like that of a lullaby. These were what alleviated her fears, what erased the constant nightmares that plagued her mind every waking day. It was so comforting to feel that she allowed herself to rest, to allow a moment of peace and tranquility.

All of this came from the presence of the one that was the source of all her terrors in the first place. The one that is the blame for all was also the answer to it as well. A living, walking of a contradiction such is that woman.

Kiana was utterly terrified of this notion, more so than she had ever been from her earlier times here. It was a completely different level than she could have imagined, leaving her to retract herself in utter disgust, shock and fear.

She shouldn't be feeling this way, this was what Kiana's rational mind had realized. Yet despite knowing that, a part of her still couldn't let go of that sensation, to forget about that warm and gentle feeling, to go back to how it was. Ultimately Kiana could only shudder in silence, her headaches starting to come back due to this.

Eventually, Kiana shook her head as she slowly calm herself down through careful breaths. She was still too tired to be thinking about any of this, that much was obvious. For now, she should save all of her little energy to think of a way to escape from here. Then after that, she could wonder about this sickening thought much later.

As if a response to her conclusion, her body began to tremble less and less, before finally stopping completely. Her arms were no longer sore, as she moves them freely away from her chest. With that, she should start figuring out what she should do next.

...Why do I still feel numb down there?

Kiana thought to herself, as she still couldn't feel her legs much at all. Despite all her sense coming back now, everything below her waist was still a mystery to her.

Before she had only assumed it was due to immense exhaustion that made her like this, but now, it was clear there was more to that. Something wasn't right. She lifted her body with her arms planted on the bed, finally looking down at herself for the first time.

"Oh, you're awake! Did you have a good sleep, Kiana-chan~?"

Kiana froze upon hearing that voice, her eyes locked onto the sight before her.

Her legs were laid bare, the little fabric that had once covered up her crotch being the short pants that she was given was now gone, lying next to her. Beside her was the woman, her long purple hair flowed onto Kiana's legs, as she sat right next to her, or more specifically, her private place.

Kiana's eyes trailed across her thighs to her crotch, finding an arm placed right in-between her legs. The arm continued to move in a piston like motion, pushing itself in and out in methodical rhythms. With each forward push, her legs trembled with it, as a slopping sound that she hadn't picked up before flooded the air.

"…..Aaaaahhh…"

Kiana's mouth couldn't move. It couldn't do anything but tremble and clacked, unable to break out of its trance. Her face completely frozen still, the skin paling away as she looked on. As if by instinct, her arms moved downwards, trying to grab ahold of the woman's arms to pull away.

"There's no need for that now." Mei spoke with an awful wide smile on her, pulling her arms suddenly back before thrusting it immediately.

Kiana's body jolted from this, her hips thrusting upwards unconsciously in response. This finally forced her agape mouth to close itself, as she gritted her teeth.

The pain started to flood into her mind. Raw, visceral, and agonizing with each and every second she endured it. Like a burning needle slowly plunging itself into her skin, her body refusing to act as she wants it to as she desperately struggles, holding tightly onto the bed sheets.

Kiana gazed back down the woman again; her eyes wide and dilated to an unnerving degree. Mei's hand was still moving in and out of her like a relentless piston, as if it was trying to mold her very body to its shape.

Using every ounce of strength from her body, Kiana was finally able to whisper a single word, barely audible to her.

"S-st-to…"

"Hmm?" Mei tilts her head, staring curiously at Kiana.

"S-sstooop.."

"Do you really want that though? Because from what I see…" She then completely stops her assault, pulling her hand from deep inside the girl's vagina. Kiana's legs shook as she felt a hot sensation covering her crotch.

Mei rose up her hand towards the girl, the hand that had just been inside of her; now stained completely from juices.

"You're getting wet." She remarked with a sickening grin plastered onto her face.

Kiana's expression froze, her eyes glared locked onto Mei's soaked hands. She couldn't believe it. She can't believe it. This was impossible; there was no way that this could be possible.

"...no.." She spoke through thin lips, barely above a whisper.

"No?" Mei repeats her words, her fingers sliding against each other in a playful manner, as if to show off the thick strings of liquid spewed on her hand. "Isn't this enough proof that you don't actually want me to stop?"

"….n-n-"

"It honestly didn't take very long to make you like this you know. I never knew you were such a slutty girl Kiana-chan~"

No no no no no no no no no no no no no-oh go-

Kiana's mind spun continuously, trying to deny anything that the woman might say. She couldn't accept that. She couldn't accept that such an outrageous and horrible claim could be remotely true, no matter what kind of evidence was laid in front of her. Her mind was still rational, she knows that!

...how long has she been doing this?

The thought suddenly came to her, and from there her mind raced. If this had been going on long before she woke up, then it was simply due to her body's reaction to outside stimulants. Nothing more, nothing less. But it was enough to give her a small sense of relief.

"...thank.." She whispered, turning her gaze back towards Mei once again. This time, a palpable sense of hostility exuded from her glare.

"Oh?" Mei mutters, expressing surprise and curiosity. "Are you angry at me?"

"You…you are a disgusting person. A horrible, sickening pile of filth."

"Now now Kiana-chan, no need for such crude language. I just wanted you to make you feel goo-"

"Don't bullshit me! You just did what you wanted!"

Mei's expression sours, the corner of her eyes quickly sharpen.

"Kiana, those are some awfully hurtful words you are saying to me. I am doing this for your pleasure, you know? I have been trying to loosen you up this entire time, and this is how you thank me for that?" Mei says, her tone not once changed in rhythm or pitch, less like a human and more so a machine.

Kiana felt a shiver climbing onto her back. The woman was unsettling to her in every way, just from how quickly and suddenly she can switch out her emotions like that. Still, she held a firm glares at her.

"I apologize if what I did wasn't consented, so let's start over ok?" Mei reaches out her hand towards Kiana. "I truly just want us to enjoy this toge-"

Before her hand could even get near her however, Kiana slapped them away.

"Fuck. You." Kiana says, eyes still burning with rage at the woman.

Seeing that, Mei finally drops her hand to her side, giving a small sigh.

"Alright then, I'll stop."

"...Huh?"

Kiana froze, surprise and confusion plastered on her face. She almost couldn't believe what she had heard, staring at the woman. Her arms was still outstretched after slapping her offer away.

Mei tilted her head towards her, giving a nonchalant look.

"What is it? That's what you wanted me to do, right?" She asked.

"..."

Kiana couldn't bring herself to answer that, still so thoroughly confused and anxious. What is she planning? This thought plagued her mind, but even so, her gaze still conveyed the right thought.

"Then I'll sort things out while you re-dress."

The purple-haired woman then got up from the bed, her back turned against Kiana. Just like that, she then walked towards the door, leaving the small light that lamp beside the bed emitted, shrouding her in the dark.

Kiana's eyes still locked onto her, watching her every move. She couldn't understand what is going on and why things are progressing this way. From what she had witnessed, this didn't seem like something the woman would do whatsoever, but at the same time, it still sent a shiver down her spine.

As her captor made her way to the door, her hand clutching onto the handle, only then did Kiana break her gaze with her and looked down. The sheets were damp with her bodily fluids, but she didn't dare to think too much about it at this point. She scanned her eyes quickly to the table beside her, as she slowly moves her way towards the object placed on it. A small lamp that was still on even now. She might be able to use it somehow.

…Why do I still feel-

"Ghk!"

Kiana gasped, her eyes staring wide into the bed. She saw her arm, mere inches from grabbing the lamp, shaking uncontrollably as she tried to move them. That is until she realized her entire body was beginning to stir, her breathing labored and heavy, as she almost struggles to even inhale.

But the most worrying part was the feeling inside her. A burning sensation that spread throughout her whole body, covering every inch of her. A heat so intense that sweats had begun pouring out from her skin, covering her. But above all, this maddening feeling reached its highest at the one place that she did not expect. Her hands moving down to them in a futile attempt to cover it, her mouth hanging agape as she did.

Her vagina was enveloped by a scorching heat, enough to almost feel like she was being burned alive. It was aching so painfully, aching for something that she could not figure what that might be. Her body bending downwards onto the bed, unable to bear the agony that was this ache, barely keeping her body from trembling.

As her mouth hung open till the point of drooling, mixed with the sound of her ragged breathing did she hear something else. Something other than her painful gasps of air, a sound that somehow shook her to the core.

It was the sound of a giggle, barely audible with how subtle it was. But in this state of extreme heat of Kiana's body, her senses seemed to have improved significantly, allowing her to pick up what she otherwise couldn't.

She couldn't look up, but she didn't need to. It was already obvious where that giggle came from, she had only wished she had understood why everything was going the way she wanted. Why she was allowed to stop everything on a track, why she could order that woman around so seemingly.

She was simply being convinced that she had a choice.

"My my, is there something wrong, Kiaaana-chaaaan~?"

Mei spoke in an awfully sweet tone, her voice much more audible now to Kiana. But she still couldn't see her; she was still burying her face onto the sheets. Her eyes still stayed wide open however, alerted to the woman's presence.

Then, she felt a touch not her own, and her body flinched harder than it ever has. Almost like an instinct, her body retracted further into itself, doing everything it can to avoid the sudden touch. Kiana trembled and shook, her senses overloaded with the overwhelming sensation as she forced out a breath.

But that action was futile anyways, as her arms were grabbed by a firm grasp, pulling half her body upwards. As her head was swung from the bed to in front, her eyes frantically spun, before finally locking eyes onto the woman in front of her.

A wide smile etched onto the woman's lips, her eyes dilated as she peered into Kiana's, almost like she was staring into her very soul. Her mouth still opened, Kiana struggled to speak, only incomprehensible sounds echoed from her throat. Seeing this, Mei moved one of her hands over to the girl's chin, lifting it up as she closed her mouth.

"You seem to be sweating quite profusely, is anything the matter? Are you feeling hot perhaps? Could it be that your body is burning up so much that you can't take it? Your crotch being the most unbearable, aching for something that even it has no clues what it wants? Do you want to know what that would be~?"

Mei calmly spoke; the sweetness and gentle tone was drenched into every single word. Her eyes never once broke away from Kiana, as she slowly moves her head to the side, reaching the girl's ears. She then smirked, her lips opened just barely to allow a whisper.

"It means…You. Want. Me~"

Kiana shivered with each whisper of a word, her mind unable to understand what the woman meant, but her body somehow did, as sweats began to drench the sheets once again.

Mei broke out another smile, holding the girl close to her.

"Your body tenses when I touch you. It trembles as I whisper to you. Doesn't that mean you want me? You want my touch don't you? You want to feel my hands on your skin, rubbing you…caressing you? You want it. You crave it."

"...N-nn…" Kiana tried to speak, but she could not find the strength to open her mouth. Her lips were covered over by the woman's fingers, pressing against them as she continued to whisper so lovingly into her ears. Kiana could feel her tongue pushing against her lips, almost like it was trying to break free to lick what was in front of it.

"Your body knows it to be true. It's aching so much isn't it? It wants it, it's so desperately asking for more, to relinquish itself with my touch. You can feel it, can't you? The need for it, burning so deep down inside you. All of that hunger, all of that desire, all of that built up pleasure…all for me~"

"Egkk!"

Kiana squealed through her shut lips, feeling Mei's teeth biting onto her ear. Before she could even react to that properly however, she felt her hand moving down from her arms to her chest, rubbing over her sweaty skin. Each slither of touch making her tremble so hard in place, she could barely hold herself together without fainting.

Letting go of her ear, Mei shifted her head backwards, facing Kiana's gaze once again. The girl was barely holding on, her eyes fuzzy and unfocused, staring at nothing. Oh how she adored this expression on her, how she loved it so much.

It was going oh so well for her, to finally do what she had always wanted to do ever since she had first seen Kiana. A stray thought crossed her mind, as she once wondered if perhaps she had maybe given the girl too much of the aphrodisiac bottle she had been saving up for this occasion, but that was the last thing on her mind now. Now, she couldn't wait to see all the lovely expressions and sounds her lovely Kiana would make.

Starting with this~

Her hand finally reached the girl's stomach, before suddenly lowering onto the girl's crotch, pressing itself against it. Kiana immediately react to that, her eyes instantly dotted back to Mei, her expression filled with schock.

Before the girl could even utter any sounds, Mei then slipped her fingers into the girl's already drenched pussy, and began to finger it. Kiana promptly lets out a strained moan, before suddenly grabbing ahold of Mei, tugging at her.

Mei's grin grew wider, as her face blushed with joy and happiness. Kiana was hugging her willingly, this was truly something she had so wished to happen, and it finally did! Without a moment to waste however, she then moved her other hand onto the girl's back, cradling her as she continued to finger her.

Kiana's mind was nothing but a blur at this point, driven by nothing but pure desire and instinct, held together by nothing but scrambled thoughts and willpower. But even so, her senses were still fully present, making her feel every piece of sensation that was being delivered to her.

She drooled onto Mei's back, her mouth coughing out jumbled sounds that made no coherent sense, her arms held tightly onto the woman's shirt. She could only focus on the pleasure forcefully delivered to her by Mei, as her body burned from the inside out.

Barely a minute has passed since she suddenly strained herself onto Mei, her legs quivering under the bed. Her eyes flicking upwards as she was pushed over the edge, cumming onto the hands of her captor.

It was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life. So intense that it made everything else non-existent, her mind and body focusing on only this single sensation of release. That release seemingly lasted forever, before somehow, it began to end, and along with it, Kiana's mind limped, and so too did her body fell with her, splatting onto the bed.

"Oh my?" Mei spoke, realizing that Kiana had fainted. She then gently pushed the girl's body onto the bed again, slipping her hands out of her pussy, a string of liquid connecting her hand onto it.

"I suppose the dose was quite too much, but even so, this was definitely a very positive result~" She cheerfully said as she gazed at the shivering mess of a body before her, her legs still jolting upwards every few seconds.

With a swift motion, she lifted her drenched palm onto her mouth, licking the liquid on her fingers. She savored the taste, thoroughly cleaning her hand, before turning back to look at Kiana, a smile ever present on her face.

"Let's keep going, shall we~?"

With what little that was there in her mind, Kiana could still sense and hear everything. Those words were the last thing she had heard however, before her mind was firmly shut completely.

"Annnnnd that's the last of it."

Bronya exclaimed, clicking the submit button on her computer screen. The page itself then started loading for a moment, before showing that the submission has been successfully transferred.

"Welp, that took way quicker than I had expected. Guess I'll have more time to myself this week than I had planned." Leaning onto her armchair, she mutters as she stretches her arms over her head.

What she had just finished was just a collection of all billings, taxes and costs for equipment that her company will be expending for the current month. It consisted of just about everything ranging from the smallest tools like pencils or papers, to new machines and renovation of certain rooms.

Normally something like this, done by multiple people, would take up to several days to fully compile and check, and if things weren't going well, this schedule could be stretched up to a whole week. To Bronya Zhaychik however, this was merely a single day's worth of work.

Even so, it still rubbed her the wrong way considering that being an accountant for the company was not what she had signed up to be, even if slowly she had reluctantly chosen to do it anyways.

Her actual job was a developer.

More specifically, The Cyberware Technology and Development, or C.T.D department was where she was supposed to work. Well, "supposed" might not be the right word here, she still is technically working in that department, but most often her works relating to this were of her own accord and done at home. That was the freedom that she was given when accepted being an accountant as her side job.

This was because she was the glue that held this department from being completely disbanded, with its members despite having potential still proved to be way too young to truly do much of note, likely would have been fired off completely. So to prevent those that would be at risk of losing their jobs, she had chosen to be the company's non-official accountant.

Even so, it wasn't so bad. She was given the freedom to work wherever she wanted and so long as she did her job, being that of keeping the company from declaring bankruptcy, she was free to do whatever. She was even given a promotion to become the head boss of the C.T.D department if she would like. It was a tempting offer of course, but given that it will likely add more load onto her than was really necessary, she decided to not take that promotion. She was fine with her current state as she is.

After mulling through her thoughts for a bit, Bronya then stood up from her comfortable armchair and walked towards the nearby table. On it was a coffee machine, a timer built into the bottom with the seconds ticking down to zero, before sounding out a bell.

It was quite the early morning right now, usually it would take her half a day to go through all the files, but apparently some of the bills were already sorted out before she got her hands on it, which made her workload all the more quicker to finish. So now, the coffee that she would usually be drinking as she went through her day was now done after she had finished everything.

Picking up a white cup, Bronya slid it under the machine, tapping her finger onto the button on top of it. With a small buzzing sound, a stream of black liquid squirmed inside the container, before colliding with a white stream, flowing beside it and mixing both together. She had also turned the coffee machine into a milk dispenser and mixer too, all adjusted into just the way she likes it. This makes it so she wouldn't have to go through the hassle of having to gauge how much milk she would need when she could just let a machine calculate that itself. Truly convenient.

Placing the now filled cup onto a small plate, she then lifted up to her lips, giving it some soft blows before sipping it. It was hot but not too much, with the right amount of sweetness that mixed perfectly well with the bitter taste of black coffee. It was just the way she had liked it, a small smile spread across her lips as she internally praised herself for making such a contraption.

Walking around her open home leisurely as she sipped a few more from her cup, Bronya thought about what to do next. She thought about going out today to meet up with a couple of friends of hers, talking about the weather and what's been going on with them and so on. Or she could continue working on that machinery that helps to automatically adjust her gaming chair as she plays her games, making sure that she will always feel comfortable in any position.

Hah, who am I kidding, I would be calling Mei to have a movie-night and have fun lazing at home by now.

Every two to three weeks or so, she and Mei would sit down on her sofa and put on some of the newer movies to come out. Mostly to either make fun of the countless dumb decisions the characters in those movies would make, or in rare occasions, actually will get engrossed into a genuinely good story. Though by the end of the night the both of them would always get drunk out of their minds and wasted the next morning. Bronya would always enjoy those times, something that was carried over from their childhood.

…It's been close to two months now hasn't it?

As the thought of that popped in her mind, Bronya's smile that she had gained from reliving her memories started to drop, as she began to think about the present and the recent past.

Recently, Mei has been acting rather strangely. At first, it was barely noticeable, and even if something was slightly off, Bronya would just brush it off as nothing. But things have only started to become even more odd as time went on, and when the day came when she had asked Mei to come have a movie-night with her…

I'm sorry Bronya, but I have some stuff to sort out. I'll call you back once I'm done.

It was a quick and precise answer, something that surprised Bronya greatly. She knew that Mei is often a serious and straight-forward person, but even so, she still had her sweet side and can still be aloof and playful. This was neither of that, instead, what she heard was an almost silent and composed irritation, something that she never thought Mei would express so visibly, let alone so out of nowhere.

Mei didn't call her back after that, even as she waited hours. When Bronya finally met her at work and attempted to ask her what happened last weekend, her friend simply brushed it off as "some rough night she was having that day" and apologized for being so out of character.

She believed her, at least she wanted to think she could. There was no reason for her to doubt Mei after all, they were close friends. If Mei had things she would rather not talk about, then Bronya wouldn't pry about it. But even so, that event still stood out in her mind, and things only just started getting worse after that.

Mei continue to have these weird days of complete exhaustion, to the point of passing out on her desk multiple times at work. Other times when she was awake, she seemed barely there at all, seemingly lost in her own world. Even as Bryona talked to her, Mei would put on this odd persona of being playful and aloof personality, yet still caring and sweet.

Despite doing her best however, there was always inherently something artificial about it, making the moments where Bronya would have otherwise smiled or laughed with Mei without care, felt more odd and almost awkward in a sense…perhaps, it was a little scary too..

But even so, she still didn't pry about it. She wanted Mei to tell her what's up on her own terms, to let her express her clearly underlying problems when she feels like she is ready to do so. It's how their exchange had always been together, ever since they were kids, staring into the night stars. One would talk and the other would listen with an open-heart. Always when both felt ready to confront it.

And yet, even as Bronya rationalized and forced herself to stay firm on this stance, something that she had been able to do many times before, this was different. She can't help but be so worried for Mei. She wants to know what's wrong with her, if there is anything she could do to help. Everyday she watched her laying restlessly on her desk, Bronya could only bite her lips as she wished she could just ask directly if something was wrong. That she could talk to her about it together. She wanted that so badly..

Mei…

DING DING DING

"...Eh?"

Snapping out from her thoughts, Bronya lifted her head, a noise entering her ear. It was the sound of her doorbell.

"What time is it?"

She turned to look at the clock on a nearby table, finding the timer hitting just around eight o'clock. How long had she been thinking standing in one place?

DING DING DING

"Ahhhhhh I'm coming, I'm coming!"

Shaking her head, Bronya then places her cup down before heading towards the door. She will think about this later, for now, she wonders who would meet her at such an early time like this.

A few faces came to mind, but one of them was more prevalent than any other. Mei, her dear friend. As she turned the handle of the door, her heart thumped a little as she imagined and almost hoped that this would be that girl, finally seeing her to talk about what she needed to talk about.

"Ye-"

Opening the door, Bronya muttered before facing the person. Her expression quickly changed, her eyes opening wide before slightly squinting it, a complicated expression clear on her face.

"...Seele?"

"...Bronya-san."

Seele Vollerei spoke, as her dark blue eyes gazed as if pleading at Bronya, her lips held down as she raised her head towards Bronya.

"I need your help."

AN: Did ya miss me? I hope not then I would feel really bad otherwise lol. But anyhow, I'm finally back! No idea for how long though before I just straight up disappear again, but I am back! Yay to myself.

Anyhow, this one was a bit of a challenge to write that's for sure. Mainly because well...I have never actually written smut before. Well, not one with an actual story and onto a screen of course, but hey, I still managed somehow. I suppose this chapter would be where the story is going to really start kicking in, with the set-up being nearly finished.

Now, I do need to say this however, that I do not actually condone anything like this in real life. To have an event like this happen to you is not a joke, and should be treated with genuine seriousness and proper care. My works are purely that of fiction that won't actually harm anybody (nonfictional at least) which is why I can afford to even write something like this after all. However, if you do actually get triggered by this type of thing, then I understand as well. I'm not exactly doing a remotely decent job at portraying realistic things after all, and I doubt I'll ever can.

But anyways, for those that actually waited for my return and enjoyed my works, I hope I haven't lost your hearts from this, and also thank you for still sticking with me despite my extremely inconsistent schedule lol. And for those that just started reading this and not thinking things would go this way, um...welcome I guess? Lol.

Right, I'll see yall in the next chapter then!

P.S: Cyberpunk Edgerunners was good. Who would have thought?