Ch 112: … You’re not doing enough.

Holding his breath, Noah activated Augment and, thinking about one specific young woman, teleported in a dark room. Only one day had passed since his fight with Lost.

The only illumination came from the dim numeric display of an alarm clock on the nightstand, displaying 3:35, but with his night vision, that was plenty.

Peacefully sleeping on the bed in front of him, was Seigi Sannou, the owner of the Justice Arcana.

Taking care not to make any noise, Noah leaned toward her, and gently touched her exposed shoulder with a small cotton pad. It had soaked with a numbing agent he had pilfered from a pharmacy. Seigi didn't react.

Noah gave the chemical two minutes to take effect, then put the pad away and took from his inventory a syringe filled with a clear liquid. The needle pierced her skin in the numbed area, and he very slowly pressed the piston, delivering the syringe's content into her bloodstream.

Noah then waited in silence for the anesthetic to spread in her body, admiring the girl's beauty. Seigi, like her sister Rikimaru, had long brownish red hairs, and a cute face. Her eyes were closed, but Noah knew she her pupils were green, and she usually styled her hairs in a ponytail with a small black handkerchief.

Once he was certain that she would not wake up for a few hours, Noah put a note and an item he had created specifically for the occasion on her nightstand, took Seigi in his arms, and left as he had come.

…

Hours later, Rikimaru woke up groggily. Yawning and stretching her eyes, she glanced at her alarm clock, displaying 8:40.

"Fuck!" she yelled, suddenly jolted awake by the realization she was already late in class.

"Sis! We're late!" she called out, regretting not setting up her alarm. She had always relied on her sister waking her up, but for some reason, she didn't today.

Rikimaru hurriedly dressed up, calling out for her sister again, but no response came. Fearing that her sister might already have gone to school, Rikimaru barged into Seigi's room, and immediately noticed a few anomalies. The window's blinds were still closed, and the bed's covers were undone. That was most unlike her sister, who was a bit of a neat freak. And both the sword and armor she wore whenever she went outside were still on their racks.

Then Rikimaru saw the large metallic ring on the nightstand, and the note under it. Frowning, she walked closer and took the note, reading its content.

"I have your sister. If you want to ever see her again, wear the item I left for you. Once you do, I will bring you to her."

In an instant, Rikimaru's mind was filled with fury, and she felt like punching anything close. The awareness that it was their house and that it would be Seigi and herself who would be inconvenienced were the only reason she didn't start pulverizing everything around her. Whoever was behind this was going to pay!

But she was also scared for her sister. There was no telling what she must be enduring right now. After she got over her destructive impulse, she picked up the metal ring, examining it closely. It was about thirty centimeters in diameter, made of a black metal she didn't recognize, and engraved with what seemed like runes. Maybe related to Norse magic.

She was supposed to wear it. It was obviously too small to be a belt, way too large to be a bangle, so Rikimaru deduced she was supposed to wear it around her neck. Without hesitation, she slipped it around her neck, thinking that she could easily take it off at any moment, as the ring was so large.

Rikimaru looked around, searching for any sign of whoever was behind it.

And she froze almost immediately as she felt a wave of weakness spread over her body. The feeling distracted her for a second, before she quickly seized the ring, intending to remove it. But as the touched it, she also realized that the ring was shrinking, and fast. It already had become too small for her to remove it, and it kept shrinking!

Rikimaru panicked, thinking that the damn thing might strangle her. She tried to use her Arcana's perk, giving her immense strength, to break the metal ring, but for some reason, she couldn't.

The rate of shrinking slowed down, and Rikimaru was forced to get her fingers out from inside the ring, as it was now so snug against her throat.

It stopped shrinking before it interfered with her breathing, to her relief, but Rikimaru realized that she couldn't use any of her Arcana or demonic powers. She had walked right into a trap.

And before she could walk to the rack and take her sister's sword, a man appeared near her. She threw her right fist at his face, pulling her weight into it, but he simply seized it.

…

Noah felt the mental ping from the magic he had added to the special collar. His trap had been sprung. He teleported to Rikimaru Sannou, and quickly stopped her fist before it could reach him.

"That is quite a unique way to greet someone." he said with a grin.

"Who the hell are you? What have you done with my sister?" she asked as she tried to punch and kick him again.

"I am Noah Enfield, the Magician Arcana. Nice to meet you, Rikimaru. And your sister is safe. She's still sleeping from the anesthetic I gave her, but she should wake up soon."

Noah stopped simply parrying her blows and seized her right wrist, pulling on it to make her lose her balance and fall in the bed. He quickly took her other wrist and pinned them behind her, holding them with one hand as he took a pair of handcuffs from his inventory, restraining her. Another pair quickly found itself fastened around her ankles.

"You cowardly scum! Fight me like a man!" ranted Rikimaru, but Noah simply ignored her.

The Strength Arcana dangling from Rikimaru's belt, acknowledging that Rikimaru have been decisively restrained and depowered by another Candidate, without any realistic possibility of a comeback, disappeared, abandoning its chosen candidate. Rikimaru noticed and screamed in frustration and anger.

Both of the Sannou sisters were now retired from the Devil King War.

"For what it's worth, Rikimaru, I'm sorry. This is cowardly, yes, you're right about that." said Noah sincerely as he turned her over to face her.

"This isn't part of my usual methods. I probably could have defeated you the normal way, but maybe not the two of you together. And this is a no holds barred competition, without any rules."

"So what now?" She asked bitterly. "I'm not a candidate anymore. You won. Now release my sister!"

"I wrote in my note that I would bring you to her, and I will do it. I didn't say I would release her, though." said Noah as he helped her to her feet.

Keeping a hand on her arm, he teleported them to the basement where her sister was held.

Rikimaru's eyes widened as she took in her surroundings. She was standing in the middle of what she quickly realized was a SM dungeon, and her sister was in a corner, unconscious. She had been bound to a leather-padded contraption that kept her arms and legs spread in a X shape, and wore a golden metal collar similar to the black one around her neck.

In another corner of the room, a form covered from head to toe in black latex and leather was kneeling on the ground, her blue eyes observing them through the eye holes of the leather hood tightly covering her head. a chain connected the collar around her neck to the wall, and the various leather restraints on her body made clear that she wasn't kneeling by choice. From the eyes and pink hairs escaping the back of the hood, Rikimaru recognized Rinne Shimokadzuma.

Rikimaru fearfully looked at the man responsible for their predicament.

"It's as you guessed, Rikimaru. From now on, Rinne, Seigi and you are going to be my sex slaves. I'll get my hands on Yokata later today, too. I'm doing you girls a favor, really."

"A favor? A favor!? Do you have such a great opinion of yourself that you think we should be grateful for being enslaved by you?"

"Not for that reason, but a favor, yes. Being mine comes with a few perks that you will discover in time, but I was referring to saving your lives. You wouldn't have survived the Devil King War. You both proved that you were too careless. You didn't even set up a magic formation in your home to warn you of intruders when you were away."

"I know, I know, you think you and your sister together would have won somehow. You're just deluding yourself. Anyway, let's get you into something more fitting for your situation."

Ignoring her protests, Noah got to work, and after ten minutes of struggle, had stripped her naked, used his personal brand of laser hair removal on her from the neck down, and had redressed her with a red latex bodysuit, of the same type as those he had created for the fifteen former nuns currently being taken care of by most of his maids. He also replaced the uncomfortable metal handcuffs by steel shackles lined with rubber, and engraved a Stop rune on her back, so make her unable to use her magic even if the collar was removed.

"Mmpho!"

Rikimaru was most unhappy, and had earned herself a red ball gag for the trouble.

Noah took his smartphone and texted Raynare, Mittelt and Kalawarna. A few minutes later, the three fallen angels teleported in. They had dressed for the circumstances, with black leather thigh-high boots, short leather skirts, leather corsets and elbow-length leather gloves. Each of them had a riding crop dangling from their belts.

"Reporting for duty, Master!" they declared in sync as they saluted. They had obviously worked on that.

Noah smiled and kissed each of them.

"Girls, here are Rinne, Seigi, and Rikimaru. Three fresh slaves in dire need of training."

He created another black latex bodysuit that he handed to Raynare.

"When Seigi wakes up, would you mind dolling her up like the other two and start teaching them the pleasure of being a slave? I should bring a fourth one today, too."

"Yes, Master. We'll teach them well. Do you have any preference?" asked Raynare, her eyes hungry.

Noah knew that Raynare was asking him what kind of slave girls he wanted. he thought about it for a few seconds.

"Train Rinne to be primarily a latex maid, and Seigi and Rikimaru into moderate masochists. Raynare, use yourself as a reference. And the one I'll bring later… She can be another latex maid."

"Mmphtn!" vehemently protested Rikimaru, struggling in her bonds. But no one paid her any mind. Rinne barely reacted, either preserving her strength or already accepting her fate.

"Yes, Master." grinned Mittelt, already walking to Rinne.

"You have no time constraint. If you need any tool that isn't present, you can take from the other rooms or ask me. Do a good job, and I'll give you and them a good reward upon completion. Just like last time. Ah, I forgot to ask them if they had murdered innocents before. Ask them later today, and if they did, send me a message to inform me, and give them the Bad Girl treatment."

"This slave understands, Master." smiled Kalawarna.

"Yes, Master. We'll turn them into good girls and eager slaves either way." grinned Raynare, one hand patting Rikimaru's head, who obviously hated it.

"I'll leave you to it, then. Have fun, girls."

Noah kissed them again, then teleported away to get some sleep. The three fallen angels should have no difficulty training the former devil candidates with the help of the special slave collars.

In truth, he felt that it was a pity he couldn't train them himself. He just didn't have the time for it.

Seigi and Rikimaru would experience pleasure from toys or the fallen angels' hands or tongues while being flogged or spanked, and they would have no choice by to associate the pain and humiliation with the pleasure and would gradually come to love it.

He remembered something, and sent a message to Stella, informing her of Lost's demise, and asking her and Neith to be ready to move in with him in the next few days.

…

Taking Yokata proved to be just as easy as grabbing the twins. A little bit of observation from afar using Promise, waiting for a time when she would be alone, one use of teleportation to appear behind her, one quick chop, and she collapsed. A few minutes later, she was another slave in training in same playroom where Rinne, Seigi and Rikimaru were getting a taste of their new lives. More accurately, Seigi and Rikimaru were getting a taste of each other, as Raynare and Kalawarna had forced them into a sixty-nine position, while Rinne was forced to watch, with Mittelt running her hands all over her body.

Now that the four girls he wanted had been secured, and with Stella and Neith soon moving in, Noah was content to set aside the Devil King War for a few weeks. The Peace Conference would happen in four days, but he was already done with his part of the preparations. The rest was for Gandou Barbatos to deal with.

And Ren had become his, accepting his ownership over her... to some extent.

His slightly strange relationship with her had settled into a compromise between her official position as the Commander and him as a subordinate. In public, he respectfully called her by her title and played the role of the dutiful subordinate. In private, she called him Master, and eagerly did anything he requested of her.

That was apparently good enough for Noah's system, because Ren had been granted his shareable abilities, and he received 200 Yang Points for her.

Noah wasn't displeased by this state of affairs, as he didn't really intend to go public as Lilith's champion in this world. He planned to control a majority of the Great Satans, who controlled the underworld, who in turn largely controlled the human world. If he managed to push his reforms through that way, it would be great. And if it didn't work out, there was always the option of going public, like in the SAO world.

As he didn't have any urgent task to do, he decided to teleport to his now empty mansion and send a message to Elisabeth Phenex. It had been nine days since she tried to hypnotize him, and she had to be quite desperate.

"Come to my mansion."

Barely two minutes later, a yellow teleportation circle appeared in the living room, and she appeared, dressed in a dark blue Victorian dress.

She was flustered and didn't seem to want to meet his gaze.

"Hi, Elisabeth. You didn't make me wait, and you have been diligent with sending me those videos. Your Master is pleased." smiled Noah.

"…Yes, Master." she said.

"How long do you have before you need to return?"

"I can be away for up to four days."

Noah was about to hug her, but… something felt off. Her breathing was a little too steady, compared to the her flustered expression, and he would have expected her to look at him with at least some defiance.

On a hunch, and wondering if she was wearing a leather outfit under her dress like the previous time, Noah activated Promise to look at her from every angle, and through her clothes. He became aware of the presence of the invisible collar around her neck, even he if couldn't see it. Her body was as he had expected, her panties already with a wet stain, and the Stop rune he had put on her was still present. He would have deactivated Promise and attributed his feeling to paranoia, if not for the small dagger hidden in the folds of her skirt, near her right hand.

Noah smiled and hugged with his right arm, keeping his left hand free.

"That is good, we can do a lot of fun things with a few days to play with."

Elisabeth nodded, then met his gaze at last. And just as her fingers were closing on the dagger's hilt, Noah's left hand covered hers with a firm grip. Elisabeth froze.

"You are aware that I'll punish you for this, right?" whispered Noah. He wasn't angry at her attempt. Rather, he respected her courage.

She nodded wordlessly, her breathing accelerating, and the Phenex flames that Noah had expected, didn't come. Noah wondered if she had given up, or… maybe her attempt to kill him was meant to fail from the start.

He drew a rune on her chest, sealing her powers, and took the dagger from her, putting it away.

He then teleported with her to his palace in Hagun Island, inside one of the SM playrooms. Her eyes widened as she took in her new surroundings.

"Just so you know, the mark on your body preventing you from reaching orgasms wouldn't have disappeared with my death."

Elisabeth groaned with despair.

"Now, slave, before we start with your punishment, I will ask you a few questions. Did you really expect that you would succeed?"

"Of course! Why would I risk punishment otherwise?" she replied angrily.

Noah might have been fooled, if not for his Lie Detection ability.

"So you didn't try this as an excuse to be mercilessly punished by me, like what happened last time, right?"

"No, I was really trying to kill you! To free myself from your hold over me!"

Another lie. She wanted a repeat from the last time.

"Slave. I will let you choose the tools of your punishment." grinned Noah.

"For three days, I will keep you as my plaything and use you. You are to pick and choose yourself the restraints you want to be bound with, and you will wear them the whole time. But there's a catch. If I decide that your bondage is too lenient, I will not remove the rune keeping you from getting an orgasm, and those three days will be pure hell for you."

She shuddered as she understood how devilish this punishment was. To avoid the horror of being intensely stimulated and denied, she would likely go overboard on the bondage. But just because she understood wouldn't stop her from erring on the side of caution, because she didn't think he was bluffing.

"You have five minutes."

Elisabeth started exploring the content of the room. For the first three minutes, she only looked around, taking inventory. The shelves full of bondage gear and closets filled with fetish outfits were essentially organized by the body part they would cover or restrain, and the impact tools occupied half a wall.

Her inspection done, Elisabeth first headed toward the closet holding a large selection of latex bodysuits. She figured that if there were that many, he must be liking it. She took one of the red ones.

With the garment in the small of her arm, she selected a leather body harness that would restrain her torso and hips, and a black leather armbinder. Then a pair of knee-high platform boots with high heels, also made of black leather, and leather cuffs linked by a short chain for her ankles.

She glanced at Noah, trying to gauge his reactions, but he only looked back without showing his thoughts.

Elisabeth then took the most restrictive leather posture collar she had found, and walked to the shelves containing a variety of hoods and helmets. She took a black latex hood to go with the suit, and glanced at Noah again.

"Sixty seconds left." he simply said with an even voice.

Elisabeth shuddered as she stared back at the bondage gear. She didn't want to admit it, but she felt horny enough that she actually wanted to be bound. And the fear of being edged like mad for days and then denied for another week or more spurred her to choose the most extreme options.

With a slightly trembling hand, she chose a ball gag harness, whose red ball extended to form a rubber penis on the inside, and the most severe-looking leather discipline helmet, with padded ears, and removable blindfold and mouth panel.

She came back to Noah, her arms full, and he smiled.

"Well done, slave. I am happy with your selection."

Elisabeth didn't move as he removed the transparent collar and slowly started undressing her. When she was naked, a small magic array appeared in his left hand.

"Slave, do not move. You did well shaving, but I will make the absence of body hair more permanent. It will be more convenient for you that way."

Elisabeth bit down a retort as beams of light were emitted from the array, and she felt parts of her skin tingling. She should be grateful for not having to shave anymore, but there was a big difference between her choosing to do it, and someone else forcing that on her!

When he was done, Noah took the bodysuit. It was one of his most recent types, with the neck entry and the pain and pleasure features. He stretched the neck hole open and instructed her to put her right leg inside.

Once the suit was on, it adjusted itself automatically to her body shape, hugging her pleasantly.

Noah took the armbinder, and she put her hands behind her back without a word, palms against each other.

Noah slipped the leather sheath up her arms and fastened the straps across her torso and shoulders, then started lacing it, tight. Elisabeth made a few grunts and soft moans as her elbows came closer and closer.

Noah only stopped the lacing when the leather flaps were touching each other, and her elbows were touching.

The platform boots and ankles cuffs came next.

Noah fastened the body harness tightly against her torso and hips, pinning her arms against her back.

Four items remained to be put on her, or so she thought. The latex hood, the leather discipline helmet, the gag harness, and the collar.

"Slave, I wonder if you're aware." he mused. "Do you realize that what you're going to experience over the next three days, lots of sex while being under strict bondage and sensory deprivation, is going to change you? It's not going to be an experience you can just shrug off and forget. By the time I remove that helmet in three days, you might end up being quite the submissive."

"I-I won't! You're not going to b-break me with just this much!" said Elisabeth, surprising herself as she failed to hide the lust in her voice.

"I hope so." smiled Noah. "I'm fine if you resist me for a long time."

he took from his inventory a pair of electronic earpieces and put them in her ears.

Gathering her long blond hairs, Noah fed them through the back hole of the latex hood and stretched it over her head. The hood had holes for her eyes, nostrils and mouth, and her large blue eyes stared at him hotly.

"Any last words, before I gag you?"

"…Do your worst. You won't tame me!"

Noah rolled his eyes, thinking that whatever she said, she acted more than half tamed already, and laced the leather helmet tightly around her head, depriving her of sight and sound. Noah removed the gag panel, presented the gag harness to her lips, and she obediently opened her mouth, allowing him to fill it with the soft rubber cock and ball.

Noah fastened the straps tightly and reached for the last item, the posture collar. He locked it around her head and took a step back, admiring his handiwork.

He took his smartphone, synced it to the suit and earpieces, and played a sound file on repeat that he had prepared hours earlier. With a satisfied grin, Noah removed his own clothes and the Stop rune Elisabeth had learned to hate.

It was time to play with her in earnest, and "punish" her properly.

…

It didn't take long for Elisabeth's world to be reduced to the feeling of the tight restraints, the hands on her body, the overwhelming pleasure she felt from her pussy being pounded into oblivion, and the voice of her Master, talking softly but unceasingly.

"…You are a slave… You exist to serve your Master… Nothing gives you more pleasure than to serve your Master… You love being bound for your Master… You love wearing the clothes your Master wants you to wear… You want to be kept in denial, offering your pleasure to your Master… You belong to your Master… Your Master will take care of you… Let yourself be wrapped in leather and latex like a good slave… This is what you desire… This is what you deserve… You are a slave... You exist to serve your Master…"

Noting the peculiar, rhythmic cadence of his words, Elsabeth recognized the triggers of a hypnotic trance. The overwhelming pleasure she felt was so distracting that it kept it at bay for now, but she knew that when Noah would need to rest and give her a break, those words would pull her blissed out mind into a trance, and those instructions would gradually imprint themselves deep into her psyche. Far too deep for her to erase. Worse, she likely wouldn't even want to.

He was right, she understood in a moment of clarity between two mind-shattering orgasms. By the time those three days were over, she would be deeply submissive to him.

…

After playing with Elisabeth for an hour and giving her the orgasms she craved, Noah took his smartphone and stopped playing the soundtrack. He didn't actually want to brainwash Elisabeth, as it would be boring to have brainwashed slaves. Nor was she going to be bound so strictly for more than a few hours at a time, to avoid causing her mental damage. It was only part of the scene he had imagined for her. He was going to let her recover for a while, then do another round, and leave to meet Seekvaira. In his absence, Suzu and Kaede would make Elisabeth experience lesbian sex and keep her busy.