Chapter 15: The City Burns D4P1
After countless hours you are roused from the depths of unconsciousness as sernity and peace washes over you. The pain of the curse is gone, but you can feel the phantom pains of where it once hurt most.
You finally realize that you are upon a grassy plain lying beneath the night sky. It takes a moment, but you slowly open your eyes and stare into the cloudy night sky as you clench your heart entirely out of instinct. Your body feels weak, but comfortable. Even though you are somewhere you don't recognize you need this rest.
Mentally and physically.
The breeze is calm and the night sky is beautiful. You find little reason to get up at this moment, you are too absorbed in relaxing. Honestly you could see yourself lying here forever, simply watching the sky until your body withered unto nothing. It was just the break you needed.
"My, my. I didn't expect such a reaction. But that in itself is not a bad thing." A calm motherly voice calls from beyond the borders of reality.
Raising yourself you look around in questioning. In your weakened mental state fear takes hold, "Where?"
The voice calls to you from behind, "Oh, please. Don't get up on my account."
You call forth Gae Bolg to strike behind you only to find not only nothing there but no Gae Bolg in hand. You look at your hands in questioning only to realize too late, "None of this real, William. Yet still you wanted to hurt me that bad? Oh well. We'll meet again, under better circumstances."
At that last bit the grassy hills and night sky deteriorate as the last thing you see is this.
Reality brightens like a dying star as you are thrown back into unconsciousness.
But that wasn't reality.
Your eyes stare up at a strange ceiling, one you are unfamiliar with. But not one you'd expect to wake up under. You are… On the floor, in the hallway next to your bedroom. Surprisingly, you feel well rested despite the stinging pain all over. Somehow the effects of the curse have receded as it now feels like they blanket over you rather than smother your body.
Still a pain in the ass though.
Lifting your head up with a bit of difficulty you blink until the blur in your eyes disappear as you stare forward. Nothing seems to be off in the room, but you feel a light sense of unease. As if someone was watching you…
Before you can turn your head to look behind you, the servant you were sharing the room with speaks, "If you like your heart as it is. I suggest you stay facing that direction, 'William'." There wasn't much hostility in the woman's voice despite her words, and yet you felt compelled to listen.
While you may not know exactly who she is, you are pretty sure that this is Tharja's servant… Semiramis? An assassin servant if you recall correctly. So it would be in your best interest to play along.
However, "I don't like empty threats."
You turn to face the black-haired servant, the woman radiates an elegance befit for royalty. But as you disobey her order all she does is lift a brow inquisitively as if she was looking at you in a new light.
"What if the threat was genuine?" She asked candidly.
You reply with total confidence, "There'd only be one of us left in this hall."
Even if she is a heroic spirit. You do not truly fear her. There is very little in this world that you fear, even if by all accounts you should be afraid. However, you will admit, this is not a good trait to have.
Being able to fear would probably do you some good with risk management.
On the other hand it allows you to talk mad fucking shit to beings that are by all accounts gods to normal men.
Getting up from the floor you do a short stretch before stopping as you realize for whatever reason upon loosening your muscles causes the curse to hurt more. At your sudden freeze the woman looks at you with a haughty expression as she says, "Is something wrong?"
You finish your stretch despite this revelation, and say, "Nothing, thought I pulled something. Why?"
"Hmm… Nothing." She says almost mockingly. Did she do something to you? Nothing feels wrong yet you can't help but think she knows something.
"Good morning by the way. I hope the two of us can meet in a… More refined setting." Are the last things Semiramis said as she walked off.
"That was weird." You say to yourself.
The curse tightens around your chest.
Collapsing to your knees you clutch your heart out of momentary panic. As your right knee lands on the floor the rest of your body follows suit as you find yourself upon the floor once again. "This curse needs to fuck off…" You state aloud in a lapse of anger.
Rising up once again with the curse back to its full annoyance and your well rested status going straight back to exhaustion… Yeah safe to say in a matter of seven seconds you have become the most pissed man on earth.
You begin whispering to yourself as you say, "I need to fix this… But… How? This literally came out of nowhere and I'm not even sure if it's magecraft at this point. If it is a standard curse maybe Medea knows how to deal with it, and if it's not… Perhaps Robin knows something?"
You decide not to risk it and get both of them to put their heads together to figure out what the fuck is wrong with you. After twenty minutes of running around like a chicken with its head cut off, you rounded up the two and got them in the Robin's bedroom together.
Of course it wasn't like it was exceptionally difficult or anything as Robin was fast asleep in her room and Medea immediately answered your summons for her. But it still took you twenty minutes to accomplish such an easy task…
At every turn you somehow got lost within the mansion when you had not up until this point. Not only did you get lost multiple times trying to get to Robin's room. Somehow on one occasion you ended up so far away from her room you ended up somewhere in the mansion you just didn't recognize.
All that aside… Time to resolve this curse business.
You are taken out of your thoughts as Robin growls out, "Are you just gonna stand there all day William? Or are you gonna tell us what you needed so bad that you had to wake me up this early…"
She's a little angry to say the least.
So to ease her anger you begin to explain the issue, "Don't know if you slept through it last night but your home got attacked by some crazy swordsman and his servant. I fought him and beat him but I ended up getting pretty busted u-"
Robin interrupts with, "I'm very aware of what happened yesterday, it's hard not to. What's. The. Problem."
"Wait. What happened?" Medea asks as she is totally ignored.
You nod to Robin's complaint as you say, "Alright, after beating him up we noticed that a scar appeared on my body. Everyone's immediate assumption was that it was a-"
Robin interrupts again, "I swear if this was all for you to have a scar removed I'm going to leave many… Many more."
Medea attempts to interject, "I'm confused, what occurred? Can you let my master finis-" But fails.
"Uh, no. The scar seems to be the physical representation of a curse inflicted on me. At this moment I'm in exceptional pain…" You state.
Robin's response? "Same." She says.
You look at her gobsmacked, before collecting yourself to say, "I don't think you understand Robin. My flesh feels like it's on fire and as if someone was going to rip my heart out. I smell something that can only be described as death. I see shapes and colors that don't exist within our state of dimension. All the while I have this unsettling taste of iron in my mouth…"
Robin's response? "Same." She says, with a bit more emphasis on the vowel.
Medea looks at you with appropriate horror at the revelation, before looking at Robin incredulously before turning to you again to ask, "So you just need the curse removed? You didn't need to get both of us master, I have something that can easily remove such a blight."
Taking out her dagger from her cloak she then asks, "Could you show me where the curse originates from master?"
You point at the spot where your scar is, but then she says, "I'm afraid I'll need to be able to reach the scar with minimal obstacle master. My Rule Breaker won't work otherwise." That sounds like absolute bullshit…
Whatever… Removing your shirt the scar is revealed to both women. Robin whistles in response to seeing the injury before saying, "Honestly William. Even if this wasn't cursed, I'd understand wanting to get rid of that. That is damn ugly…"
"... Thanks." You say.
You can feel Medea's hungry eyes and full blush from behind her hood. Obviously, you make no comment as there was no need. She begins her approach before lifting her dagger into the air and bringing it down as she screams out, "Rule Breaker!"
After a flashy light show from the dagger piercing the dead tissue where the scar was… You feel…
"Nothing… That did nothing…" You say disappointedly.
"Hmm…" Robin hums aloud as she physically inspects the wound with her hands.
"Well?" You ask.
Robin backs away from you as she enters a thinking pose. After mulling multiple possibilities she eventually says, "I've got nothing. It's clearly no standard curse from what I can tell. Usually for something like this inspecting the wound hosting the curse would be enough to figure it out…"
A short pause.
"But for something as odd as this I'm going to have to take a deeper look." She finishes.
"Alright. What do I gotta do?" You ask.
You get a rather confusing answer as Robin taps your chest causing your body to lock up before she catches your now limp body and forces you into a chair… You of course do not respond to this sudden action politely, "What the fuck! I'm hurting enough as it is! Do you really need to fucking paralyze me?"
"What is the purpose of doing this to my master, speak quickly!" Medea yells out.
Robin waves off your servant as she says, "Calm down. I'm not trying to hurt him. I just need him to be perfectly still below the neck."
"And why do you need to do that Robin?" You ask.
Instead of responding with words, Robin speaks with her actions. Before either you or Medea could react you are left without pants. A lesser man would be flustered by such an action, but you are simply left disappointed.
You of course, let your disappointment be known, "I am in extreme physical pain Robin, if you wanted to have sex that bad it could be saved for another time."
Medea is absolutely flabbergasted by the direction this interaction has taken. Even if half her face is obfuscated her gobsmacked expression was as clear as ever. She clearly wanted to deny Robin's forwardness but after staring at your limp member she couldn't get a word out.
The evil temptress known as Robin seems to ignore your complaint as she removes her coat and sidles up next to your leg as she says, "I will admit sexual pleasure is a huge benefit to what I'm about to do. But I need to be able to investigate your lifeforce as the curse might solely affect your soul."
Confused, you simply had a single question, "And what is that supposed to mean?"
She naturally elaborates, "As someone who actively dabbles in curses, most curses need an anchor point in the human body to affect the human soul. But of course some curses have ways to bypass this. The curse that is affecting you is strange in that while it simulates very common methods to produce said anchor point. There doesn't seem to be an actual one at all on your body."
Her hands begin stimulating your length, causing a small jolt of pain through your lower body before numbing. Through gritted teeth you ask, "Okay and that needs you to jack me off why?"
As your erection grows Robin begins to explain, "Bodily fluids tend to be mana rich and therefore can be used to simulate a person's soul, or at least whatever is affecting it. So if the curse is somehow only using your soul as the anchor point or another method I can simulate the curse and its effects with your fluids."
Before you can ask anything else Robin continues, seemingly enamored with the sound of her own voice, "Of course something like urine isn't a great substance to use for simulations as it's a waste product. But fresh blood and semen are excellent for this sort of thing. By the sound of the curse's effects it's probably for the best that we don't drain you of any blood…"
Your cock finally reaches full mast, causing a painful tightness around your crotch that you can't seem to explain. Yet even as Robin begins bobbing her hands up and down your shaft, she continues to explain, "And so I decided simply retrieving a vial of semen would be the best method. Of course considering who you are, you're more likely to stuff your semen in me than cooperate and cum into a vial, hence the paralysis."
You wanted to disagree. But no, you know better. Even if you intended to go along with Robin's plan your natural instincts would've probably kicked in and had you dominate her instead. So for now you keep your mouth shut. Besides, it's been a while since you've been able to feel pleasure.
"H-Hold on!" Stutters out Medea finally exiting her long silence.
Seemingly unbefitting of Medea she begins buttering up Robin, "You shouldn't have to worry yourself with such a task Lady Robin. As Master William's servant, I am more than willing to perform the task at hand."
Such dedication would get nothing but praise from the you maddened by Wrath, however seeing it now causes you unease. It's not natural, nor makes much sense. She's a heroic spirit, yet she's so loyal to you that not only would she be willing but wanting to fuck you is kind of… Odd.
Robin stops jerking you off to look at Medea with a raised brow, before stating, "No." The feeling her sudden pause causes is a pain so indescribable you feel as if you are being tortured.
Medea does not back down as she states, "I insist. While I trust that you only have the best intentions I'd rather be the one to provide such a service."
Robin smirks as she says, "I'm certain you are as much of a degenerate with no self-control as him. So as I said once before. No."
She may have a point, on the other hand. You are a horny motherfucker and you will not be blueballed.
You come to a quick decision, "Medea lay off. I'm fine, everything Robin said made sense."
Medea attempts to protest, "B-But… Master…" But she can't find the words.
Upon proper consideration you had to agree that if Medea was the one to be doing Robin's 'job' that there'd be no guarantee she'd put her task above pleasure. Hell you're honestly surprised you were able to. The pain must be too much for you then, thinking gets hard at times so it makes it even more of a surprise that you'd deny such an opportunity.
It also doesn't help that a part of you has begun considering that perhaps Medea has forgotten her place as your servant. All that aside… "What are you waiting for? Get this over with, the sooner I can move on my own again the better!" You yell at Robin.
A sultry smirk finds its way on Robin's face as she says, "If you insist~." Upon the utterance of those words Robin renews her movements along your shaft as she maneuvers her body in between your legs.
She makes use of her breasts as she pushes herself up against the base of your cock as her hands begin making their way up your phallus. Lowering her head just above your dick she begins to breathe heavily, her breath tickles your skin in an abnormally pleasant way that it almost feels uncomfortable.
Watching the sight along with feeling it is so arousing that you feel your dick somehow get harder as Robin jacks it off. You could feel that you would cum rather quickly due to one not really resisting the urge and two because this was the only pleasurable feeling you've experienced in the past 12 hours.
What eventually sends you over the edge is when Robin lowers her head further to the point where her eyes meet your cockhead. She then lets out her tongue before riding it up the shaft slowly. Even if you were paralyzed you could feel your hands clench from just how good it felt.
She does it again, this time working the base of your dick as her body presses against you more and more. As she wanted the semen in a vial you make sure to let her know that you're about to cum, "Any second now I'm gonna blow Robin!"
Twelve seconds later the first load is released into a glass vial. It takes a second helping for the vial to be filled however the three loads afterwards land harmlessly on the floor. You feel barely winded and up for another round but you know now is not the time.
You watch Robin go to her desk as your body is freed from its paralysis with hopeful eyes. It was your fault for ever hoping.
Four minutes past and what Robin has to say is damning, "I think I should start with that this is indeed a curse. There is no question that whatever is affecting you is some sort of curse…"
It was Medea that asked the obvious question "And?"
Sighing to herself Robin continues with her earlier energy completely gone, "The anchor point is… Damning to say the least… I'll need to study it more to confirm if it's what I think it is, but what is important is that whatever this curse is. It's not using your body, nor your soul as the anchor point."
"Huh?" You ask, concern in your tone.
"The best explanation I have is that the curse is using you as an anchor point. Now before you say anything I mean it's using the very concept of your being as the anchor point. Your existence is how the curse exists. It's one of the most disgustingly nefarious kind of curse to exist." She explains seriously.
Sweat starts to travel down your skin as a shiver takes hold of your spine, "So what is the curse exactly? What does it do?"
Robin mulls over the question for a second before saying, "As I said before the curse is using your existence as the anchor point. I've seen only about five other curses like this in my entire life. One of which was a curse I've had for a good portion of my early life."
She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Basically this kind of curse has only one true cure. Death. It's just something you'll have to live with and get used to I'm afraid…"
Medea flares up as she yells out, "All of that just to tell William he has to live with it! There is no way to combat this curse? No way to soothe it?"
"Well… There is one way…" Robin whispers, you swear for a moment a smile danced upon her face.
You take notice of something she said earlier, "You said you had to live with such a curse for a time. But not your entire life. So there has to be a way to get rid of it?"
Robin yawns as she exhaustedly says, "I'm afraid the method I got rid of my curse wouldn't exactly work for you. Even if it did, unless you really like living with the curse for the rest of your life it's a terrible idea."
"But you said…" You try to speak.
But Robin interrupts with an edge to her tone, "I know what I said. However, you do not have and will not have the full context of what I mean. The 'curse' I was stuck with became one with my entire being upon the completion of a sacrificial ritual in which my neck was torn open and the blood from it was fed to a dark god. Even if such a method could work for you, I doubt you'd like the consequences."
Obviously there was much more to the story but you decided to drop it, "You did say there was one way though, I assume it's a different method then?"
Robin nods as she says, "It is. It's the one I used for a long time before the ritual. In fact you've met the very tool I used for such a relief. I must state before saying anything else that this is at best a temporary measure. It will require near constant application, but considering your lifestyle so far. It will be rather easy for you."
You get fed up with her bullshit and begin saying, "Can you stop with the vagueness, and answer the questi-"
"Sex. It's sex." She says smugly.
"Huh?" Both you and Medea ask dumbly.
She elaborates, "Basically since the curse is upon your very existence to supplement yourself with another person, to intermingle in the very existence of another causes the effects of the curse to numb and fade. I'm sure you noticed it loosely while I was intimate with you."
Now that you think about it you don't feel as shit as earlier… Despite all the revelations something totally mundane is what sticks out to you from what Robin has said. "So Tharja was just a masturbation aid for you basically?" You snarkily say.
Medea looks at you unimpressed saying, "Really Master?"
Robin smirks in response before saying, "I prefer the term personal relief tool. Besides, eventually I found a much better one in… Well let's just say that my personal favorite had a dragon-like personality."
You lift an eyebrow in confusion before shaking it off, and saying, "So… All I need to do to deal with this curse is to have constant sex? Really no other way to cure it?"
"None that I know of beyond the one I mentioned, and again I doubt such a method would work for you or leave you happy if it did." Robin states in response.
Very well then… You've gotten what you needed… You guess…
Leaving Robin and Medea to their devices you take a moment to think over what Robin explained to you… A curse that causes insurmountable pain on its bearer with the only way to ease it being sexual pleasure. You can't lie, it sounds like something straight out of some lowlife's fantasy.
'Sorry officer I had to rape that woman otherwise I'd die!' You joke to yourself silently.
What a load of bull. Yet it's all you have to work off of, maybe you'll work with Medea to try and find a more permanent solution… But for now sex is the only remedy you have. Not like you're going to complain about having a reason to fuck, but it's just…
You finally gained some semblance of control over yourself now that whatever taint of Wrath that was on your soul has disappeared. Only to be saddled with a new taint to control your actions… A part of you wants to blame Apophis, curse him out for what you could only think as divine punishment.
Yet, you don't think Apophis is responsible for this curse.
While the shit with Wrath was underhanded and Apophis's constant manipulation was apparent throughout your life. His stench is just completely removed from this. It's something else entirely… Then again maybe it isn't and he's just tricking you once more. Who could tell?
So annoying, so disappointing…
As you lamented your life you began to feel the pain from the curse return. Gritting your teeth you sputter out, "Please tell me this is because a handjob wasn't enough and not that I need to be having THAT much sex." You didn't mean to say that out loud, but nobody heard you think aloud so it's fine.
What the fuck ever… Since your body is asking for it… Who to go to?
Olga? No, you don't want to bother her. A lot has happened and she's probably too upset to have sex right now.
Irisviel? She has her duties to attend to and while fucking your 'maid' on the job sounds pretty hot you have her taking care of more than just keeping this decrepit shithole clean.
Kiyohime? Tharja? Nah, you're not in the mood for crazy.
Celenike? Ram? They could potentially be slacking off and honestly their jobs are far less important than Irisviel's so it might be a good idea but you have a better idea…
You have someone in deep need of some interrogation…
And you think you'll bring Celenike along after all…
Upon entering the dungeon the curse has gotten only worse. Despite how your bones ached you stalk forward with little reaction ignoring the noises from Celenike behind you. Her obnoxious giggles as she clutches a bag close to her annoys you to no end…
But you asked for her help and you can't be surprised that she's giddy.
Sighing to yourself you turn around to stare at Celenike as she comes to a sudden halt from your action. Calming down Celenike pathetically spits out, "Sorry." You glare at her for a moment longer before descending the stairs.
Arriving at the cell of your intended victim you smirk at the state of the poor girl. Curled up into the corner of the room was a 'lightly' restrained Sakura Matou. Well, lightly when compared to her servant.
Her only restraints were a pair of cuffs on her ankles and wrists, a blindfold, and tape firmly sealed over her mouth. Her cheeks were stained, though it seems as though she stopped crying only a few hours ago. You're not entirely sure she's awake…
Celenike gets up close to bars kneeling on the ground as if it would give her a better angle of the prisoner.
"You really know how to pick them master… So beautiful, so young… If she was just a bit less busty I'd say she'd make a great complementary bitch to Ram…" Celenike says under breath.
Such dangerous thoughts had to be quelled, so you pull tightly on the woman's ponytail. Celenike is quick to crumble as she sputters out, "Of course my interest for her is minimal at best Master… Beyond how you want me to use my talents on her." Letting go of her hair you instead pat her head.
What was supposed to give her comfort only serves to make Celenike uneasy as she stands up and goes to unlock the cell before you stop her. Looking at her you say with an even tone, "We talked about this, I'll handle her. Go and handle the preparations."
You had Sakura be placed in the cell directly above Medusa's. A cruel joke really, close enough to one another that they might feel as if they were still by one another's side. Yet, just far enough apart they wouldn't realize how true that was.
You should just take Sakura right in front of Medusa's eyes so she's forced to witness her master be defiled… Yet you can't help but enjoy fucking with the servant of the mount. So you'll be ensuring that she isn't aware of what's about to happen.
Irisviel has informed you that the cells are enchanted with a bounded field that can be activated to prevent its resident from seeing or hearing the outside. Celenike is currently on the bottom floor activating it and setting up some toys for you three to play with.
With just a thought a contract forms on the door forcing it to open itself, this sadly causes a searing pain to form in your right temple. Hobbling over to the huddled up girl you grab her cuffs before hoisting her to her feet.
A surprised yelp escapes her throat as she's torn from unconsciousness. You begin leading the girl out of the cage without care for her struggles as you head down to the bottom floor. The fun is about to begin.
Despite your rather rough treatment of Sakura up to his point, you are very aware of the difficulties of descending stairs while unable to see. So with an abnormal amount of care you lift up the purple haired girl into a princess carry as you descend the stairs.
As you reach the bottom steps you feel the collar of your shirt be pulled by the cuffed hands of the girl in your arms. Lifting an eyebrow in confusion you watch as Sakura struggles in your arms. You honestly didn't expect there to be much fight left in her… Oh well, your fault honestly.
You must've failed to get the point of her capture across.
Dropping your arms to the side you watch with amusement as the restrained girl collapses to the floor. Your amusement quickly turns to disappointment as she just lies there on the floor, you know such a small fall couldn't have hurt her…
"Get up, don't waste my time." You command.
The bound girl raises her head to your voice before slowly lifting herself off the ground, too slow. Slapping the girl down to the ground you command once more, "Don't. Waste. My. Time. Now, get up."
Without thought Sakura rises to her feet at a pace you deem somewhat acceptable. However, despite standing up straight her head hangs low as short muffled sobs escape her throat. Grabbing her cuffs once more you tug the girl over as your arms 'embrace' her.
Holding both of her arms with firm hands you lower your mouth to her right ear as you whisper, "Good girl." The menacing tone behind the words causes Sakura to pull back as she must've realized that you didn't mean it.
Pulling away from her face you speak aloud, "But you could be better."
You stare forward, looking at the amazing setup Celenike had prepared in such a short time. Everything fits your specification near perfectly… Yes without question you are glad to have the gray haired sadist as a 'maid'.
You call over to the woman to give her first order, "Celenike, if you could mount her please…" The gray-haired woman gains a smile to her face as she quickly walks over and takes Sakura off your hands.
As Celenike handles your captive you wander over to the tables Celenike had set up. Taking a gander at the variety of toys she brought out you can't help but wonder if she took out a bit too much. You only have so much time to spare on your captive you wouldn't even be able to use half of these if you tried.
Well, you aren't going to complain about eagerness if it helps you in the end.
One of the toys in particular catches your eye due to the oddity of its existence. Since well… It's not exactly a toy… In your hands lies a cattle prod of all things, you are just so befuddled by its inclusion you can't help but ask, "Celenike, you retrieved this from the mansion correct?"
Turning around to show the object in question you catch a glimpse of the state that Sakura is now in. The poor girl is having her genitalia scraped against the top of a wooden horse that her feet are currently being tied to. Though it seems she quickly learned to not struggle as she is staying painfully still as Celenike ties her up.
Speaking of, Celenike takes a moment to look at you and the cattle prod to respond with, "Yes." A succinct answer, you can appreciate that, as she gets back to work quickly. You place the prod back onto the table as you continue to peruse the 'toys'.
"I assume all of this is from… Robin's personal collection?" You ask again as you lift up a simple white candle.
"Yes master." Celenike responds. Must be rather focused on her duties… You're glad.
Leaving the table of devices behind, you walk up to the wooden horse to appreciate the view. So far rather simple, her legs were tied to the bottom of the torture device, constantly keeping her in close contact with the cold metal on top. In fact… For the top of this wooden horse the metal is done in such a way that small pointy bumps travel across the entirety of the top.
Spikes if you will.
Just another thing to make Sakura's life hell. Actually, now that you brought her up again you find how Celenike has handled Sakura's upper body to be rather boring… As it was a rather simple rope armbinder. It even seems like Celenike noticed your dissatisfaction, "Is everything alright Master?"
Her voice had a questioning tone with an underlying fear instilled beneath it. She didn't want to displease you after all. "Nothing I can't fix Celenike, just felt that you could've been more inventive with her." You state in a lackadaisical manner as you get to work.
Walking up to Sakura you force her arms skyward before forming a contract with the air surrounding her hands and wrists. As you are working on that you ask your 'maid' to do something for you, "Can you grab those chained weights from the table Celenike?"
As Celenike runs off to fulfill your task you begin contracting some rope before having the long coil to slither its way up the horse and onto Sakura. As that was happening you form more and more contracts with the air until you get the shape you want. Upon reaching Sakura's wrists the rope continues to make its way upwards on an invisible pole of air.
What you had done was produce an invisible hook within the air that could hold the rope and as said rope ties itself to the hook you let the bottom half do it's thing. More and more knots form as the rope eventually connects to Sakura's armbinder. However to do so you had to get rid of the air holding Sakura's arms up as well as the pole connected to it.
Though the hook remained.
You take the time to appreciate your work as it leaves Sakura in incredible discomfort due to being an awkward bent over position upon the wooden horse. "Master?" Celenike politely asks for your attention.
Turning around you see a subdued Celenike holding up two weights to you. Taking them off her hands you ask, "Do you know how heavy these are?"
"About one point one kilograms, Master." She responds.
While you enjoy reverence, it feels strange for Celenike to be showing total reverence… Reduced to this from a scolding? Enough is enough, "You're allowed to act as you please in this moment Celenike. You are not just here to be my prepper, I expect you to be an active and useful participant. I only had issues with your words earlier due to their… Dubious desires."
With a bit more fervor Celenike says, "Yes Master!" Her grin and enthusiasm renewed as her face became flushed. Clearly she was already fantasizing about what you would do, especially since she gave you so many ways to handle this situation.
Before that can begin though… You just had to add these two little weights to Sakura's breasts and one more thing after that. Clamping both weights to her breasts you take a second to back up and enjoy the art piece you so lovingly crafted. It was practically a masterpiece, however for your own ends you'd have to tarnish your own work.
Ripping off both the blindfold and gag you make your presence truly known. Taking a deep bow as if you were being polite, you introduce yourself, "Sakura Matou. My name is William Arathorn… It must be an honor to finally know my name, yes?"
In what must be an act of defiance the girl simply grits her teeth and glares at you as she smothers her very obvious fear… Heh, to have a lesser stare at you so defiantly just before you remind them of their place?
There is no greater gift.
Sakura's glare doesn't let up as your prior confidence takes a small dip. Not as if you're afraid of the tied up girl. You've seen how weak she is after all, her servant even more so. Just… It's as if you've seen those exact eyes before.
Shaking off those thoughts you tilt your head to the side as you sneer out, "Well?"
The purple-haired girl averts her eyes as she realizes how pointless it is to glare at you. In a moment of enormous weakness she utters, "Get it over with…" Hmm? No, no, no that won't do… Where was all that confidence from before?
Gripping her chin you stare in her eyes hard as you try to re-instill her defiance, "Glare at me. Loathe me. Despise me. Curse my name, but the second you give up… I'll move on to the next. A moment of peace to be sure, but as you hear your 'sister's' cries will you ever be able to sleep at night?"
The fire returns to her eyes as she barks out, "Don't you dare!" A level of viciousness you honestly couldn't have expected from a girl who looks like the definition of 'wallflower'. Not that you're complaining, her glare is beautiful.
Laughing hysterically you begin wandering in circles around Sakura as you take in every bit of her naked glory. Your lack of action only serves to make the bound girl even more antsy as she tries to keep her eyes on you as if fearful of what you'll do once out of sight.
Leaning onto the right side of the horse you stare deeply into Sakura's eyes as the fire behind grows larger and larger. With a quick chuckle you lift a hand to grope the breast in front of you as you speak, "I can tell you're getting rather tired of waiting… So let me explain… I'm going to ask you some questions and in turn I want you to give me a satisfactory answer…"
You continue to fondle her tit as she stares at you in confusion, "That's…"
"It? Yes. Just answer my questions. I shouldn't have to tell you not to lie to me, right…" You explain. Her response is another glare, how amusing.
Letting go of Sakura's breast you walk forward until you're in front of the horse before asking, "Alright let's start with something simple. Do you have any information on other masters? Not talking about that sister of yours, I mean masters you don't personally know."
Sadly Sakura's response is rather disappointing, "No. The only master I faced was you…" Her melancholic expression isn't helping your mood either.
She's obviously telling the truth but you can't help but be annoyed by the answer. A minor annoyance at best, but an annoyance that needs to be rectified. Turning towards Celenike you ask, "Celenike, could you retrieve that thing I asked you about earlier?"
Celenike standing at attention by the table looks confused for a moment before recognition reaches her eyes as she asks, "The one you weren't certain was from the mansion correct?" You nod in response.
Your 'maid' is quick to follow her orders as she retrieves the cattle prod and brings it over. Taking it off her hands you look at Sakura as she stares at the prod in confusion as if she had never seen one before. Her eyes focus on the pointed prongs as she mutters, "You said it was only questions."
Twirling the cattle prod in your hands you explain the situation, "I said I wanted you to answer my questions in a satisfactory way without lying. You told me the truth, but I wasn't satisfied with the answer…"
Poking the prod into her right thigh you then say, "And so…" You activate the prod causing a short shock to her leg.
"Ugh…" Sakura groans out.
Smiling to yourself you decide to explain further, "To make it easier for you. The more you annoy me, lie to me, or ignore me... The worse this is going to get... Apparently 'answer my questions in a manner in which I'm left satisfied' wasn't a good enough explanation for you. I'll have to do better in the future." Your mocking causes a pained glare to meet your eyes.
"Understood?" You ask in a commanding tone.
Sakura's glare weakens as she stutters out, "Got it…"
Resting the prod on your shoulder you then say, "Now… How about we move on to more important matters. I didn't expect you to know much about other masters if we're being perfectly honest. Though nothing? Really… It's rather disappointing, you know?"
You watch Sakura's face go red and yet as it seemed like she was about to talk back to you, she stayed silent… Has she already forgotten what you said? Fine, you'll let it go this time only, but next time you won't be so generous.
Taking a deep breath you lower the cattle prod to your side as you state, "If you're ready I'd like to ask some questions about your sister, Shina Matou. More specifically her role as a master as well as details on her servant, Assassin." You could see the despair form on her face…
As the unintended implications settle in the more and more Sakura's face goes white before she yells out, "Please! I'll do what you want just don't touch her!"
It took you a moment to realize what she was screaming about as your grin goes wide in glee, "For a moment I thought you just didn't care about my warnings… But I'm afraid I'm genuinely asking about your sister and her servant." Somehow your captive's already pale skin got paler… That can't be a healthy shade of white…
Circling around the wooden horse you eventually arrive at Sakura's left hip. To ensure eye contact you hunch forward until your eyes meet the bound girl's. With eye contact established your right hand drifts over to Sakura's left ass cheek.
To see if some coloration could be restored to the poor girl's skin you slam your palm against her butt cheek. Her only reaction is a short gasp and a small wince of pain. Turning your head to Sakura's backside you watch her ass gain a slight tint of red…
Hovering your hand over your captive's buttocks you retake eye contact with her as you say, "Now onto that first question. Is it safe for me to assume that you and your sister were allies? While I did see you two together a bit before kidnapping you I can't be entirely sure…" You are almost entirely sure.
Sakura hesitates to answer which results in your hand landing upon her ass once more. A solid smacking sound echoes throughout the dungeon, as well as a near inaudible moan from your captive.
Her face flushes as she realizes what just came out of her mouth but you pay it no mind as you ask, "Well?"
In an attempt to regain her composure Sakura answers with, "Y-Yes…"
"Yes? Yes, what? Do you want to be electrocuted or something?" You ask in a genuine tone.
"Y-Yes my sister and I were intending on allying with one another for the duration of the war…" She stutters out.
Giving Sakura an unimpressed look you ask, "That's it? Nothing juicier than that? I know you technically answered what I asked, but if I have to start asking specifics…" You finish off by waving the prod in between both of your faces.
Sakura's eyes lock onto the swaying form of the cattle prod as she swallows her shame and says, "Our Grandfather had intended for us to work together in The Holy Grail War… He wanted both of us to claim the Grail 'in the name of the Matou family'. I don't know anything else that could be important to you…"
"Strategies? Plans? Did you two work together in any capacity beyond the fact you two weren't at each other's throats?" You ask in annoyance.
Sakura's deadpan look causes you to be confused as she mutters, "Really…" Oh, like this is your fault!
Her patronizing response gets a cattle prod stung into her left breast making her shriek, "Stop!"
Rising up you stare down at your captive as you say, "Treating me like an idiot when you had at the very least several months to come up with ideas with your sister on how to handle the war… Face it you two just didn't do anything of worth and the fact that you were taken out so easily isn't because of bad luck. It's because you two aren't worth much. Even together."
You continue, "Yet while I'm almost entirely certain that your sister's servant is as lacking as your own. They are still an Assassin, she likely has skills designed to take out an overconfident master. So, I'll give you one chance to tell me a single skill that your sister's servant has… After all, if you two were working together you'd know, right?" How useless can two girls be?
Instead of answering, Sakura clutches her teeth and eyes shut as she prepares to be stung. Very well then… Stabbing the prod deep into her hip, you don't remove it until Sakura begins screaming…
Upon turning the prod off and removing it from the Sakura's hip her head falls forward, and for a moment you fear that she passed out. Her pained groan informs you otherwise thankfully.
Gripping the exhausted girl's chin you force her pained gaze to meet your annoyed glare as you mockingly state, "I'd say your grandfather should be disappointed… But if he already had one useless granddaughter and then decided to adopt another one… He has no-one but himself to blame."
Despite her terrible state, Sakura finds enough strength to utter, "Do you… Ever shut up…" Upon realizing what she just said Sakura freezes. Letting go of the girl's chin you hear her begin to hyperventilate as you back up.
However, upon noticing your sardonic expression she calms down slightly. You laugh jubilantly at her prior reaction, "Do you have fight in you or not! I swear if you had an ounce of courage you'd be one hell of a woman!"
Taking a short pause to recompose yourself you then sneer as you say, "But as you are now, you're just a pathetic girl." A melancholic expression overrides Sakura's prior fear as she absorbs you words.
You pay no mind to your captive's woes as you ask, "So… Since you and your sister couldn't even do basic prep for a Grail War. I have a different set of questions. I want to know more about your relationship with Rin Tohsaka, your real… Sister…"
As that name was uttered from your mouth, you couldn't stop yourself from letting your malice for Tohsaka be known. What you could never expect was for your malice to be reciprocated as the name reaches Sakura's ears.
"What do you want to know?" She mutters.
Standing tall you stare into Sakura's eyes as she awaits your first question. Well, no reason to make her wait, "I'm interested in your relationship with Rin. Like each other? Hate each other? Haven't spoken since you were children? Well?" Sakura just stares back.
Lifting a brow you watch Sakura's face cycle through several emotions. Her face eventually resets to her earlier melancholic expression as her teeth clench against her lower lip. Turning away from the sight you look towards Celenike with a disappointed expression before asking, "Get me three of those small vibrators… Some tape too."
"Right away Master!" Celenike excitedly responds.
Sakura's eyes widen as she realizes what you plan to do as she utters out, "J-Just give me a second to thi-!"
Holding your hand over your captive's mouth you watch her eyes experience miosis as the pupils contract rapidly, "What's with the worry?"
Removing your hand from Sakura's mouth she then babbles out, "You're going to hurt me again!"
Raising your head you look down upon Sakura with lidded eyes as you say, "Hurt you? You don't have to worry about that. Think over your answer…" Celenike reaches your side with vibrators and tape in hand.
Taking the tools off of Celenike's hands you continue with, "I'm just going to get you a bit more comfortable, no need to rush. When it comes to matters of Tohsaka? I can be patient." Can, does not mean will.
Pressing the first vibrator into Sakura's left nipple you hear her breath catch for but a moment. She recovers rather quickly even as you tape the vibrator to the breast and begins speaking, "I h-haven't spoken much with T-Tohsaka since the Matou family adopted me so…"
Placing the next vibrator onto the opposite nipple you say, "Go on…"
As the tape is being sealed onto her breast Sakura says, "M-Most of our interactions have b-been mandatory ones. E-Even then we spoke little. I think she doesn't l-like me much…"
Holding the last vibrator up you look directly into Sakura's eyes as you ask, "So not particularly close?" Sakura shakes her head in affirmation to your question.
Taking a step closer to the horse you get right up next to Sakura before you begin snaking your arm towards her tortured pussy. Every time your arm accidentally brushes up against Sakura she lets out a yelp or gasp. Lowering your head to her ear, you ask, "Wanna know a secret?"
You don't need to see her expression to know she was uneasy, you ask again, "Do you?"
"G-Go ahead." She weakly mutters.
Putting your mouth right in front of her ear you begin whispering, "I despise your sister... Rin."
Her breath catches, and you continue, "She threatened someone I'm very close to... Threatened to take them away from me." Sakura tries to pull away and as she does so you press the vibrator into her clitoris. Though it is inactive, it won't be for long.
You continue, "Why are you so scared Sakura? I just want to make you more comfortable… Are you afraid that I hate you too?" Tape sticks to Sakura's skin as the vibrator is held firm against her clitoris.
"Why would I hate you?" Standing up straight you motion for Celenike to activate the vibrators.
"UGH!" Sakura lurches forward as her most sensitive parts are suddenly stimulated.
Watching Sakura struggle on top of the wooden horse as the vibrators are put on their highest settings you call out to her, "Work with me here Sakura… I'm certain there's no love lost between you and your sister if you were to go against her. Just think! This could be over so much faster if you gave me something to work with!"
"S-S-S-S-S-S-Stop it!" Sakura yells out as she struggles wildly on the wooden horse. Which of course inadvertently causes her to dig her pussy deeper into the spikes.
You decide to heed the request as you call out to Celenike, "Alright, turn em off for a moment." The vibrators are slowly lowered to their lowest setting before being turned off. Her body is given a moment of peace as she pants, while her flushed face attempts to return to its natural complexion.
You look at the exhausted girl with an unimpressed expression as you say, "Just so you know, if I'm not given a satisfactory response I'm going to have Celenike reactivate those little toys of ours. So I'd start talking."
Catching her breath Sakura whispers, "I… Could."
"Speak up!" You demand.
Sakura does as she is told, "I would if I could!"
Your eyes narrow upon hearing that mediocre response, "I'll give you enough time to tell me your excuse. But it should go without saying that I'm getting tired of these lacking responses… You've given me nothing."
Tiny streams of tears begin escaping her eyes as she weakly says, "I-I was given away at a young age… I don't know anything about T-Tohsaka's magecraft… I can only assume she's good with it if our father decided she was the child worth keeping…"
The longer Sakura goes on, the closer she gets to madness. So you simply let Sakura speak, "It's not like she ever took the time to talk to me… Say hi… We were sisters… And… And she abandoned me… My father and mother abandoned me! Why wasn't I good enough for them! What did I do to deserve…"
As Sakura quiets down you ask, "Deserve what?"
"You hate the Tohsaka's right…" Sakura asks.
You correct her, "I more hate Rin specifically but go on."
"The Matou's are worse…" She says, which confuses you.
You make your confusion known, "You seemed rather protective of your adoptive sister, was that all just an act?"
Sakura's head hangs low as she elaborates, "No… My Uncle and Shina are decent people. But grandfather… He's a monster… I don't think he views anyone, not even himself, as people."
After a short pause she continues, "Every day for the past twelve years I have endured nothing but torture… The only real change between this and before is that at some point I would just… Lose consciousness."
With a smirk you ask, "So this is worse?"
Sakura's response was a firm, "No."
With a heavy sigh you complain aloud, "Well that's zero out of three! What a waste of time… Just know you brought this on yourself… Sa! Ku! Ra!" As you enunciate Sakura's name with each vowel spoken you flick her nose.
Clenching her eyes shut in preparation for what came next, she is left wanting when it never comes. You instead ask, "Since you were so useless on every other front I guess I have no choice but to ask… Shina Matou? Her weakness, magecraft… Anything you can give me…"
"No!" Sakura yells out.
You continue to stare at Sakura with the same expression. Your face was like a statue, perfectly sculpted to stare into the soul of whoever dared stare back. As Sakura wearily looks into your eyes her bindings rip to shreds as her body slips off the wooden horse and slams into the floor.
Watching the confused Sakura attempt to stand up, you speak to your maid, "Celenike. We're moving onto your favorite part. Go get your camera, time for the real fun to begin." Celenike giddy to truly begin runs off to grab her own equipment.
Approaching Sakura from behind you swiftly grab her right arm before pulling it behind her and forcing her to stand up. Turning the two of you around you both watch as Celenike sets up a tripod camera. Sakura's confused reaction was priceless, "W-What…"
"Since you've been so useless Sakura, I'm going to drain what little use you do have." As you speak you let your free hand play with Sakura's left breast. She attempts to stop you from groping her with her left arm but with such a difference in strength it was of little concern.
"You think… I'll sell out my own sister?" Sakura grits out.
"Well by your own admission if you could you would." You state.
Before Sakura can say anything in response you ask, "Celenike you ready?"
With a lewd expression Celenike moans out, "Oh, yes! Go ahead Master!"
Pulling your dick out of your pants you begin pressing your dick up against Sakura's asshole. With a defeated voice Sakura mutters, "Get it over with…" Letting go of Sakura's bountiful boob you take hold of her long hair.
Pulling back you force Sakura to look into your eyes as you remind her, "What did I say? The second you give up… Is the second your precious 'sister' will be my bitch. At least be of use for my own pleasure, so your sister won't have to." With that said you force your length into the depths of Sakura's ass.
With Celenike having finished setting up the camera she makes her way to your side picking up the cattle prod from earlier that you had left on the floor. You get a rather fun idea as Celenike stands next to you, "Hey Celenike, get on the floor and… Present yourself."
Celenike lifts a brow as she asks, "To the camera?"
Shaking your head no you then force Sakura onto her knees as your dick remains sheathed in her ass. Celenike finally puts two and two together as a snide smirk overcomes her face. She follows your instruction with haste as she lies on her back and presents her now uncovered pussy.
You push Sakura's face into Celenike's cunt as you say, "Lick."
"Get to it, pet." Celenike adds as she pokes Sakura's right tit with the prod. Sakura doesn't waste either of your times as her tongue dives into another woman's depths.
Pushing further and further in you stretch out Sakura's ass till your whole length fits in. As you were using Sakura as a sheath for your dick Celenike got to work. Taking hold of Sakura's hair Celenike began to pull Sakura's face towards her in a way that would force Sakura deeper into her cunt.
Yet, ever the sadist, Celenike remained unsatisfied. Taking the cattle prod with manic eyes Celenike digs the device into Sakura's back as she yells out, "Faster!" A singular short screech comes from Sakura before the entirety of her body, except her head, goes limp.
Her legs no longer hold up her weight, only you and your dick up her ass.
Thrusting into the hapless girl a smug grin spreads on your face as you ask your compatriot, "Hey. Celenike, you're a sadist… Have anything that can stop someone from cumming?"
Celenike's attention is caught immediately so she takes a moment to stop riding Sakura's face to say, "Hmm… I have something… Better in mind." With that vague answer she drops the prod as her fingers light up a soft gray color. With a quick motion she slaps Sakura's back as the light dissipates.
"How about increased sensitivity along with orgasm denial?" She says with a snide face.
Seems the sensitivity aspect didn't only affect Sakura though… "Guh!" You groan out as you cum load after load into Sakura's rear side. You had to clench your teeth just to handle the sudden explosion of pleasure.
"What the fuck?" You growl out.
A lewd expression takes over Celenike's face as she gets Sakura back to work. Looking directly into your eyes she says, "Just a gift master… I'm certain after all the stress from dealing with this harlot you could use some true relief."
It did feel good… But that's not the point, "It felt great, but you ask for my permission next time, got it?"
Bringing a hand up to her cheek she then says, "Of course master~."
You look warily down at your dick. It feels like if you even move a muscle you'd cum… Your grin returns as you realize something… How is that a bad thing?
Gripping Sakura's butt cheeks you begin rutting her like a dog as after every four thrusts you release another load deep into her ass. Load, after load. Eventually you had to move to her cunt just because there was so much cum.
While you had lost yourself to the pleasure Celenike was having the time of her life. She was no longer riding Sakura's face. Having pulled away around your fifteenth load she had begun watching the poor girl descend into madness.
With deranged repetition Sakura could only say a single word, "Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum." Her eyes had glazed over and her hips were in perfect sync with your thrusts as she tried to release herself from this haze.
Chuckling to herself Celenike grabs hold of Sakura's chin, though Sakura doesn't seem to notice. Humming to herself Celenike says, "Perhaps if you ask like a good girl, I'll let you…"
Sakura couldn't hear her, she just kept saying, "Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum." Was there anything left?
By that point you had let out your last load inside of Sakura's pussy. Completely drained you back out of her cunt and take a moment to stretch. Looking down at the sorry sight you watch as the lust filled Sakura continues your work as she desperately masturbates to get off.
You know this is simply the effects of whatever magecraft Celenike used, but still you could only say, "How disappointing… What did I say about not resisting? Then again at this point I guess you'd want your sister to join you…" As you finish speaking you kick Sakura's back lightly to see if there really was nothing left of her.
You got your answer as your very weak kick takes her momentarily out of her stupor. Sakura stops masturbating to crawl along the floor before she reaches the leg you kicked her with. Grabbing your leg like her life depended on it she pleads loudly, "Let me cum! Please, let me cum! Let me cum!"
Shaking her off your leg, you look down at the pathetic sight as you say, "You're a terrible sister."
Sighing to yourself you look towards the giddy Celeste as she looks upon her handiwork in amusement after getting up, "Let her. I have one last question I need to ask her…"
Upon Sakura's climax you press your foot into the girl's head as you say, "I have one last question. After that you're going back into your cell to have some nice and quiet reflection time. So make it easy for the two of us and get this over with. I'm no longer in the mood for playing around."
With a weak voice the girl below you says, "Get it… Over with…"
"I want to know about a specific girl. I know you know who she is. So I'll make sure to be exceptionally specific in who I'm talking about. The girl is a ginger… About your age… I know you two go to the same school…" As you listed off details you could feel a rage like only one other form beneath your feet.
"And her name is Shirou Emiya." As you spoke Sakura's arms coiled around your leg and began to squeeze the life out of your limb. Though this did basically nothing as you are much stronger than her.
You bring your hands down to her own. All you have to do to remove her grip is press your thumb against the center of the back of her hand. As she screams from the sudden pain you say, "I know she's a master, and that you know some deeper details. Details I doubt you'd give even under the threat of death… But I just want to know her relationship with you."
You feel the contracts begin piling up. More is necessary… You press further into her hands until you hear a crunch. Your contracts were already repairing whatever damage there was, regardless of how minor. She continues to scream.
You continue to press into the back of her hands, "Now is not the time for struggling. If you are going to be my pet, you'll have to learn quickly when to bark and bite... And when to wag your tail…" Just a little more and the dirty part is all over…
As you feel the contracts begin to take hold you hear a moan from behind you. You could only assume that Celenike was getting off to this… Disgusting… This is just dirty, wrong. Cruel, but it's necessary to get what you want.
Letting go of Sakura's hands, you demand, "What is your relationship with Shirou Emiya?"
With her resistance overwritten Sakura says, "I… Love… Her…"
You could work with this.
A smile graces your face. Your pain had vanished, and pleasure was no longer numb. You had no idea how long it would last, but in this moment it felt like an eternity. You hope it lasts equally as long…
Walking past an exhausted Celenike you call out to her, "Hey Celenike, I'll leave putting her up to you. I don't want to waste anymore time down here."
"Y-Yes… Master…" She weakly says.
You the dungeon with a renewed sense of control.
Domination and Story Gains!
Sakura gained 21 Obedience!
Sakura gained 10 Lust!
Sakura gained 5 Obedience and Lust from Easily Pressured!
Sakura gained 3 Lust from Submissive!
Sakura lost 2 Respect and Loyalty…
Celenike gained 15 Respect and Loyalty!
Celenike gained 5 Obedience!
Upon exiting the dungeon you were ready for anything. Ready to fight. Ready to think. Ready to choose! Ready to f… Maybe not fuck… But when it comes to everything except sex you were quite prepared to accomplish the task at hand.
However, fate is a funny thing... As it always smacks you in the face in ways you'd never expect…
Because the second you stepped through the prison doors…You hear a shriek from back inside the dungeon. Now this wouldn't have been an issue… However, that shrill voice was quite clearly Celenike's. So with a grimace you go back inside to see what the fuck she's screaming her head off for.
Entering the dungeon once again you look over the rails to see what was going on only to be met with a strange sight… "Enkidu?" You whisper to yourself. On the bottom floor in front of the Rider Servant's cell was Setanta's servant Enkidu.
The green haired servant stared deeply into figure of the restrained servant, her eyes spoke of intense intrigue. Celenike meanwhile seemed to be having a heart attack. Descending the stairs lackadaisically you walk up to the enthralled servant and ask, "What's going on?"
Enkidu doesn't answer.
With that being a bust you instead turn to your 'maid' as she was still catching her breath. Upon noticing you were staring at her she stops her overreaction to stand at attention. With her focus all on you, you ask, "What happened?"
Celenike sheepishly responds with, "S-Sorry master… It's just that, that servant appeared so suddenly… And… And it freaked me out… I had only seen them a few times within the mansion so I didn't…" You raise your hand up to silence her, you already got the idea.
You also don't care for excuses.
Still that only adds to your list of questions, the one at the top of your list being, "Why do you think she's in here?" Not too far behind that one being, why wasn't she in that garish garb Setanta got her to wear? She seemed quite taken with how it fit her…
Still reeling from her excessive overreaction Celenike sputters out, "I-I have no idea Master…"
Sighing to yourself at the lack of answered questions lately you instead ask, "You're of no help… Did you at least put Sakura away?"
Celenike is quick to answer as she says, "Yes, Master. I also gave her some personal touch ups. I think you'll like them. If you hadn't seen them on your way down." At least she did her job, so you really have no reason to complain.
"I'll check on my way out. You are relieved, go see what Irisiviel can have you do." As you say that Celenike does a small bow before rushing off.
Sighing to yourself once more you turn to look at Enkidu. She is still staring at the Rider… What the hell are you going to do to grab her attention?
With hardened resolve you have come to a decision on what you must do. Marching up behind Enkidu you raise your hand high into the air. With a singular deep breath you then bring your hand down like it was the hand of god and within moments your hand strikes the cloth clad buttocks of Enkidu.
Silence.
You watch Enkidu turn her head to face you with a look that makes her seem like a lost child. In her confusion she asks, "What was that for?" She sounded personally insulted, as if you just did something that shamed her and everyone she's ever known. You feel something so indescribable the only fitting word for it could be humiliation.
Coughing into a fist you stand straight as you explain, "I wanted to get your attention since you were so focused… On her…"
Her eyes lighten up in realization as she turns her gaze once more to the bound Medusa. You follow her gaze, if only to see the broken form of the former Rider, and what a sight it is. Hogtied from the ceiling, the servant is forced several meters off the floor suspended by just a few ropes.
Speaking of rope… The masterwork of coiling done by whoever tied her up, whether that be Medea, Celenike, or someone else is well… It really gets you back in the mood to say the least. Her breasts, butt, and thighs are emphasized expertly. While the gag and blindfold she is fashioned with fit her aesthetics quite well.
Also while you can't see her backside well, you can hear the soft hum of vibrators. Then there are the three pairs of weights fashioned to each breast. You had no idea if such weight pulling against her nipples hurt or not, but you like to assume it hurts greatly.
Though if you had one criticism of her bindings you don't like how it feels as if she was staring at you behind the blindfold.
However, you really doubt Enkidu is here to appreciate how hot Rider looks tied up… So looking back to Enkidu you see that she is lost in her observation once more… Which of course causes you to smack her again.
Looking disappointed in herself Enkidu turns towards you as she solemnly says, "Apologies, it's just… Um… Without full context what I want to say won't make much sense… You don't mind if I tell you what my master and I have been up to?"
You shake your head no. Why the hell would you mind learning about what that conniving mutt has been up to?
Happy with the response, Enkidu then asks, "Do you remember when you came across me sitting on a bench the other day?"
"Yes?" You say confused.
Whatever your doing seems to be working as Enkidu seems enthusiastic that you remembered as she says, "Well after you left, my Master and I decided to investigate those assassins of Osiris. We eventually ended up in an underground chamber within Fuyuki. As we went deeper in, my Master expressed familiarity with the environment."
She continues, "At first I found it strange, but he eventually explained his reason for familiarity. Apparently his prior existence led him to being connected to something called The Abyss."
"Well that's ominous…" You say sarcastically.
With a nod of her head Enkidu then continues with, "Indeed. However, that's where we stopped for the day and we didn't return to our investigations until yesterday. We ended up coming across a strange passageway that led downwards. That's when we came across it, The Abyss. With the use of my skill Presence Detection we came to a horrid conclusion."
That really doesn't sound good, you could feel sweat pouring from your forehead.
Enkidu takes note of your worry, but continues onwards, "We have not only reason to believe the assassins of Osiris's stronghold is within this abyss. But that there are potentially more followers of the deity than them lurking within. But that's not even the worst part."
"What do you mean?" You interrupt foolishly.
"I detected no end to The Abyss. It was like an eternal chasm of nothing, its name was more than apt. If this Abyss has always existed beneath Fuyuki I am surprised the city even stands. Just being near the location was enough to make me feel unease." She stops for a moment thinking over her words.
Once she finds the ones she was looking for she says, "However, my Master believes the followers of Osiris have simply set up an extensive bounded field below the city that simulates the taint of the actual Abyss. According to him it was nowhere near as suffocating, add upon the fact that it didn't seem to be spreading like 'the actual Abyss would'."
You feel as if you just joined a grand conspiracy. Though to be fair your life was already one you guess. Shaking your head in dismay you then say, "Well that's amazing… But that doesn't exactly explain why you were staring at the Rider."
"I feel a tainted yet divine energy expelling from her form. I wished to see if this taint was connected to The Abyss in some way. Though it does not appear to be the case I am still fascinated by such a fact…" She explains.
How asinine in the grand scheme of things…
Well even if Enkidu seemingly has no care for the state of Medusa. You don't exactly like the idea of her just staring at one of your captives. So you decide to take a risk but first you have to grab her attention, "Hey, Enkidu."
"Yes William?" She politely responds.
You take a second to think over your plan and you realize you're overthinking this, just ask her, "I wanted to talk to you for a moment."
"Weren't we doing that already?" She asks.
You chuckle to yourself, "Obviously. I meant talk more elsewhere, as I think a dungeon isn't really a suitable place to talk with someone. Somewhere a little less dark would be a better place for a conversation."
With a slight tilt of the head Enkidu says, "I don't entirely understand the logic, but if that is what you want… Then I shall follow William." With a quick bow the green-haired woman stares into your eyes as if waiting.
Actually she probably was.
With haste you turn around and begin ascending the stairs back up to the entrance of the dungeon, Enkidu walking several feet behind you the entire way. However, before you make your way out you take a quick look at Sakura's cell.
Though you could only grab a glance the image was burned into your retinas and by extension your memory. Sakura was in a similar position to that of her servant.
Hogtied from the ceiling, with bindings that accentuate her features. The major difference being that while Medusa was hung from her back, Sakura was hung from her waist.
Wax candles were hung up along with her in such a way that occasionally the wax from the candles would drip onto her breasts and stomach. You could also make out that two large dildos were stuffed in both of her cumstuffed holes.
When you return you'll have to see if these personal touches Celenike set up break the girl.
Finally exiting the dungeon, for real this time, you begin making your way to your bedroom. What for? Only time will tell as you think over what you plan to do.
Well you would've anyway if Enkidu wasn't staring into your back so intensely. You don't like being watched, but you don't think she'd understand what you meant if you asked her to stop staring at you.
So you just deal with it. It's not like it's that big of a deal. It's extremely unnerving for you though.
Thankfully you arrive at your room soon enough!
As you might have begun speed walking to get here faster.
Why? Nobody shall ever know.
Entering your bedroom you find it empty, but disheveled. Olga must have slept in your room alone last night. If only that curse of yours didn't make you keel over… Oh well, no point about complaining over missed opportunities.
You have a new one right now and she's waiting for you to do something.
You plant yourself at the end of the bed before commanding Enkidu, "Come, sit." The servant of the spear nods as she makes her way over by your side. As she places herself next to you on your bed you have to wonder if you weren't clear.
"I meant sit here." You motion to your lap.
Enkidu raises a brow in confusion but does not argue. It is in no time at all that the lovely green-haired woman has sat her bountiful butt upon your thighs. Enkidu then asks with all seriousness, "What do you plan to do?"
"Are you expecting me to do something?" You ask, being coy.
Enkidu stares into your eyes as she says, "Whenever I have been asked to sit in someone's lap. Something is always sure to follow."
"And what if I just wanted you to sit in my lap. To feel our bodies close to one another and nothing more?" You say in response.
Enkidu's expression doesn't change at all as she says, "You remind too much of my old friend for that to be the case. I'm entirely certain of what's next upon sitting on your lap."
"Yet you did so anyway?" You ask.
"Consider it nostalgia." She says in response.
You let out a short laugh before you begin to tug at the collar of Enkidu's clothing, "Very well. I hope this will bring back exciting memories and new ones all the same." Enkidu's expression finally gets some life to it as a small smile takes over. What a weird woman…
You start pulling down Enkidu's robe and don't stop until you can see her modest cleavage. Her shoulders were bare of cloth and her tits could finally be seen, in response to this sight you say, "It's such a shame."
"What is?" Enkidu's voice questions.
You begin to grope her right breast as you answer with, "That regardless of what you wear. You refuse to show such beautiful skin. Even in that garish bondage outfit you call casual wear, all that's visible is your neck and head."
Both of your hands descend to begin pulling up the robes. Upon reaching her waist you stop pulling up the robes to instead massage her skin from within. Both hands are like snakes as they slither up her hips and torso. Eventually you reach your prize as you begin to feel her breasts.
"Is this bringing back up any memories?" You ask mockingly.
Enkidu looks down at your hands massaging her tits with a small smile, "The two of you are quite similar. I would say the only real difference between both of you would be experience."
You feel as if you are being judged incorrectly. You become rough in how you handle her, mauling her breasts with your hands. They are firm but supple and fit nicely within both of your palms.
Removing your left hand from her breast and let it fall to her thighs as you begin digging your fingers into the servant's flesh. It was amazing how soft her body felt, it was as if she wasn't even human.
Realizing you didn't know if Enkidu was human or not, as you simply assumed she was, you now ask, "Are you human?"
"No." She answered.
"Then no wonder this body transcends any human woman I touched." You say.
Enkidu smiles at the compliment as she asks, "Do you like it?"
"A little too much…" You say wistfully as your hands become gentler, trying to find if the humanoid had any sensitive spots.
"I'm glad. Even if you are not her, I see too much in common between the two of you. I don't think I'd handle disappointing you well." She says.
"Her?" You ask as you begin pulling upon her nipples.
Finally a reaction from Enkidu as she bites her lip, as soon as you stop pulling on her nipple she says, "Yes. Gilgamesh. She was my one friend in life." Her tone was filled with nostalgia, no doubt she was thinking of her past.
Though it's at times like this where you despise your lack of initiative to read about history and myths. As you do not know who Gilgamesh or Enkidu are. Then again maybe it's for the best you don't know their history and if you did that might change how this relationship is unfolding.
As you finish that thought you begin to roughly pull her nipple as your other hand begins to play with her butt. As you do that Enkidu's hand pushes against your chest so you stop your assault as Enkidu gets up.
"Forgive me, but my master needs me. Have a good day William." As Enkidu goes to leave you make sure to have the last word as you slap her cloth clad butt.
You swear you see her pout as she leaves.
40 Minutes later William Arathorn POV
Wandering the streets of Fuyuki you search and search. Yet find nothing.
How the hell did that dog find this shit. If Enkidu hadn't told you'd never even know about this shit. Only issue is that you still don't know where the fuck this shit is!
Calm down Will! Calm down. Just cause you want to get back at that little shit Osiris doesn't mean you have to rush it. Take your time, you have two servants, you don't have to rush. Breathe in, breathe out.
"Are you okay, Master?" Medea asks as she appears by your side in her casual wear.
"Kid's fine. He's not made of glass." Cu says as he appears on your other side in his own casual outfit. Not that you're going to describe it because who cares.
Your servants begin to glare at each other as your headache worsens. Annoyed to no end you shout, "Could you two shut the hell up for like a minute? I'm trying to think!"
"C'mon master, you're really going to believe what that mutt's servant says? A pit below a city would be impossible, even with an exceptionally powerful bounded field." Cu explains.
Medea on the other hand disagrees, "There's no guarantee. Don't act like you know everything Lancer! It is entirely possible that a magus of supreme skill set it up."
You didn't explain to them what the fuck Osiris was and it's coming to bite you in the ass.
"Please shut up! I'm begging you two!" You whine.
They continue despite your complaints as Cu says, "Sure Caster. A modern magus has enough skill to set up something that advanced… It'd have to be a servant to make something like that and he said that couldn't have been the case when you asked." Really coming to bite you in the ass.
"Perhaps if you actually used that brain of yours, Lancer… You'd realize that just because you don't think it's possible doesn't mean it isn't!" Medea said rather pathetically in response.
You have to agree with Lancer. No way could a modern magus create what was explained to you. A servant? Maybe… Perhaps you should've explained to them your issue with deities, but goddamn it you really don't like talking about those pieces of shit.
You begin blocking out their stupid argument as best as you can but it only works somewhat.
At this point you are the only one searching for this damn Abyss.
Wiping your hand against your brow, purely on a whim, you realize you are sweating… A lot, you didn't even notice how hot it was. Jeez, isn't Japan a more temperate climate? It feels like it's thirty degrees out.
"Why is it so hot?" You wonder aloud.
As you say that Medea runs up to your side abruptly finishing her argument with Cu as she worriedly asks, "Are you okay master? You're sweating uncontrollably… We should get you back to the mansion and see-."
"Kid's fine, Caster. It's probably just the stress of just listening to us!" Cu says jokingly.
"Does this look normal to you, Lancer?" Medea says as she points to your head full of sweat.
Cu brings his hand up to his chin as he instead says, "Yeah that looks bad… Fine. Let's go back, don't want our master to drop dead now do we?"
Rolling her eyes Medea takes your hand and begins leading you back the way you came. However, as soon as she did that you planted your feet into the concrete as you looked forward in terror. "Master? What's wrong?"
You mutter out, "What the hell…" Staring forward you see a great inferno in the shape of the ball consuming the city.
And it's approaching you, quickly.
"Do neither of you see that?" You ask worriedly.
"What?" Cu asks as he stares where you are staring. As if he doesn't even notice the GIANT BALL OF FIRE APPROACHING RAPIDLY!
Suddenly, you realized.
You look around you wildly. It's as if you're the only one reacting.
This better be a nightmare.
But soon enough despite Cu and Medea trying to figure out what was wrong with you.
You were consumed by flame.
Yet as you feel yourself consumed by the flame. The heat vanishes from your body as everything returns to a more reasonable temperature. Opening your eyes in response to the temperature change you are left completely confused.
As well as horrified. You could tell that you were still in Fuyuki… But…
Everything was… On fire. Buildings were reduced to rubble.
The city was on fire.
Yet there were no signs of life.
Not even skeletons.
Yet your body was completely fine.
You attempt to summon Gae Bolg but it doesn't respond.
Sweat falls from your head, but for very different reasons this time.
You hear a crash from afar. Your brain tells you it is simply a building that collapsed due to this catastrophe. This cataclysm. This calamity.
Yet as time moves forward.
You feel the air getting warmer around you.