Ch 180: interlude 7: Do you want a cookie?

Olga-Marie Animusphere stirred, thinking that her mattress felt more comfortable than usual for some reason, and wondered why she could hear the muted sound of waves. Confused, she opened her eyes.

She wasn't in her room.

Furthermore, she was naked under the cover.

That, in itself, wasn't that strange, as she had a habit of sleeping naked, but this detail became a lot more ominous when waking up in a stranger's room!

With her confusion turning to worry, she sat up and looked around, using the covers to hide her chest. The room was about the size of her own room slash office in Chaldea, but she obviously was somewhere else. Wealth clearly wasn't an issue for whoever that room belonged to, judging from the quality of the furniture, but there was no excess of gold or antiques.

Olga-Marie warily looked through the window. Judging from the view, she was on the third floor of a building. A lavish, beautiful garden surrounded it, and beyond it was a forest. She could see several massive buildings some distance away. There was a gazebo in the middle of the garden, and she could see a half-dozen young women in maid uniforms having tea. She had a hard time telling from the distance, but they all seemed beautiful.

The next item on her priority list was to do something about her current naked state, and Olga-Marie cautiously opened the doors. The first door revealed a bathroom, but after a quick search, she couldn't find a bathrobe, and the towels were too small to use for that purpose.

The second door, which she presumed led to the rest of the building, was locked. The third and last door revealed a walk-in dressing-room.

Olga-Marie's eyes widened in complete incredulity as she stared at the only garment in the dressing room. If she could call such a thing a garment. A black latex bodysuit.

The intent of whoever has brought her here was obvious, and her cheeks flushed. She had never gotten a boyfriend before, because she invested all her time and energy to the study of Magecraft, but that didn't mean she was clueless.

She angrily considered ripping it to shreds, but if the alternative was to remain butt naked…

Olga-Marie sighed as she took the bodysuit off its hanger. She fully opened the back zip, returned to the room to sit on the back of the bed, and started inserting her legs inside the suit.

The legs went in more easily that she expected, and she stood to continue putting it on. She put her arms inside the sleeves and zipped the bodysuit close. Then she paced around the room, searching for hidden cameras or anything else out of the ordinary.

The latex clung tightly to her skin, and moving with it gave her some pleasant sensations. More than she was willing to admit to herself.

She hesitantly waited for a few minutes, watching the maids in the garden and wondering if she should call out to them, when someone knocked at the door leading to what she presumed to be a hallway.

She planted her feet on the ground, ready to put her self-defense lessons into practice as she heard the sound of a key being inserted, and a lock disengaged. The door opened, and the most handsome man Olga-Marie had ever seen entered, holding a platter with sandwiches and snacks.

"Ah, good, you're awake." smiled the man.

"Who are you?" warily asked Olga-Marie as the man set the platter on a nearby table, but made no move to approach her. He clearly looked at her body up and down with an appreciative gaze, though, and Olga-Marie blushed.

"My name is Noah Enfield. It is nice to meet you. And you must be pretty confused."

"That's an understatement." spat Olga-Marie. "Why am I here, as why did you want me to wear this obscene outfit?"

"First, you can relax. I am not going to push you down or attack you."

Olga-Marie's eyes widened as a chair suddenly appeared and Noah sat on it.

"You remember Akeno Himejima, right?"

"Of course."

"I am both her boss, and her lover. From what she told me, she mentioned to you that she came to Chaldea on a Goddess's order. I am the Champion and representative of that Goddess, and Akeno works under me... What do you remember last?"

Olga-Marie frowned as she sat on the bed. She would feel stupid keeping a battle-ready stance when her opponent was simply sitting in front of her.

"…After meeting Akeno, I had dinner, returned to my quarters, spent about three hours doing paperwork, then went to sleep… And now that I think about it, I seem to remember a loud noise, and pain. Although it felt like only a fleeting moment. Maybe I'm just imagining it."

"Yes. I am sorry to have to break it to you, but you died. Akeno' arrival with her team spooked a traitor, and he detonated three bombs, one of them being in your quarters. That must be the noise and pain you remember. That was over two months ago. And I revived you just now, then left to find you some food. Yes, I know, reviving someone isn't supposed to be possible. But I am the Champion of a Goddess, and there are some good perks that go with the title."

"I do not believe you."

"That's hardly surprising, and you do not need to for the moment. In time, you will be returned to Chaldea, and you can check with the people over there. Four more died in the explosions, but I do not have their identities. Until then, you will live in this palace."

"And why did you have me wear a latex catsuit of all things?" demanded Olga-Marie.

"You look great in it, for one thing." grinned Noah, and she felt an urge to punch him.

"Resurrecting people comes with a price. A price I agreed to pay for you, since I am interested in you. You are beautiful, but also kind. I know some people dislike you because you are a strict director, but I can see past that, and I want you, Marie."

Olga-Marie felt her face heat up. She wasn't used to being confessed to, and she could feel Noah's words were honest.

"I am flattered, but I'll decline. And your reason doesn't explain the bodysuit. Please give me proper clothes to wear, and do not call me Marie."

"Nope." grinned Noah. "For now, it's that or being naked, Marie."

"You pervert!"

"Yes. I am well aware that I am a pervert. Made my peace with that long ago. But you aren't even in your original world. And a condition to cross the dimensional wall and for you to return to Chaldea is that you must be my subordinate. For that reason, I must subjugate you and make you mine. Although please to not misunderstand. I would still make you mine even if that wasn't required, because I want you."

Olga-Marie pointed a finger toward him with the intention to fire a Gandr at this arrogant pervert. But it failed before the spell even started. For some reason, she couldn't move her mana. It was like she wasn't a Magus anymore!

Noah rose from his chair.

"I know it's a lot to take in, so I will give you some time alone. And don't worry for your magic. I have sealed your mana, but that is only temporary. When I return, I will feed you, and we will start your training. I will teach you the pleasure of submitting to a Master."

Olga-Marie wanted to throw something at his face, but there was nothing to throw aside from the platter, and he was already closing and locking the door by the time she thought about it.

She was his prisoner.

She tried to open the windows, but it was locked shut as well. Even throwing the chair didn't break the glass. The noises she made still attracted some attention and the maids in the garden looked at her. They all waved with friendly smiles, but none made a move to come see her. Clearly, she couldn't expect any aid from them.

She sat depressed on her bed, when she heard a voice.

"Are you sad?"

Olga-Marie was startled and turned her head. She wasn't alone in the room anymore. A little girl with black eyes and long black hair, dressed in a black loli outfit stood in the middle of the room, observing her.

"How did you enter?"

"I just entered." shrugged the girl. She was so used to moving by teleporting that she didn't understand the question. She glanced at the platter.

"Can I eat your cookies?"

"…Yes?"

"Thank you."

"What is your name?"

"I am Ophis. The Dragon God of Infinity."

"Really?" asked Olga-Marie, making a face at Ophis's self-proclaimed title.

"Really." quietly nodded the girl before she started nibling on a cookie.

"If you are sad, you should eat a cookie. Noah's cookies are delicious. If you eat one, you will feel better." said Ophis with utter conviction, as she handed Olga-Marie one of the cookies.

Despite her situation, she couldn't help but smile at the pure-hearted girl, and she accepted it and gave it a try.

She had to admit that Noah, for all his faults, seemed to be a good baker.

"You're right, they are delicious, and I feel a little better. Thank you, Ophis."

"Hum." nodded the little girl as she resumed her nibbling.

"Ophis, what is your relationship with Noah?"

"He's my friend."

"Did he, do anything to you?"

"Anything?" asked Ophis as she tilted her head in confusion.

"Did he… touch your body, or remove your clothes?"

"He pats my head. He gives me snacks, and sometimes play with me at Monopoly, Mario Kart, and other games. Thanks to him, I made a lot of new friends."

"Friends, like the maids outside?"

"Hum." nodded Ophis. "They are all my friends."

"Hey, Ophis. Can you please help me get out of here?"

"You can't get out?" asked Ophis, looking confused.

"I can't. The door is locked."

Ophis walked to the door, tried to open it, then tilted her head in confusion again. With a shrug, she raised her little fist and punched the lock, breaking it like a small explosive had been set off.

"The door is open now." said Ophis as she turned to Olga-Marie, who was flabbergasted.

"You are, quite strong, Ophis."

"I am a dragon. Can I have the last cookie?"

"…Sure."

Olga-Marie hesitantly moved out of the room, and Ophis followed her. She was in a large hallway, at least a hundred meter long. Just how big was this place?

She was about to choose a direction when one of the doors close to her opened, and a maid with long silver hair and gray eyes came out. One peculiarity of her outfit were the long black latex gloves.  She looked surprised at the damaged door, Olga-Marie and Ophis before coming closer.

"I thought I heard a noise. Ophis? And?"

"I am Olga-Marie Animusphere." replied Olga-Marie, with all the dignity she could muster while being dressed in a latex bodysuit.

"Oh, so he resurrected you at last. I was wondering how long it would take him. I am Claire Belial. It's nice to meet you." said Claire with a welcoming smile.

"So I truly was dead?"

"Yes. Akeno called us about two months ago and asked Noah to revive you. Let me guess, this is the only thing he gave you to wear."

"Well, yes. I'd be grateful if I could change into something else. Anything else, really."

Claire thought for a few seconds.

"Well, I can't really go against his will. Since he wants you to wear that… But I sympathize with your situation, and maybe we can reach a compromise. How about I lend you one of my uniforms, and you wear it over the bodysuit? I do not think he would object. And shoes, too."

"Please, that would be great." instantly nodded Olga-Marie.

"Then follow me. And Ophis, please to not break any more doors."

"Understood."

Olga-Marie followed Claire to the room she came from, and gratefully accepted the maid outfit Claire handed to her. As she put it on, she asked.

"Can you please tell me what is going on? Is Ophis really a dragon?"

"A Dragon-God, yes. With enough firepower to nuke cities. Noah took her in to stop her from being used by a bunch of villains, and she became sort of our mascot. We all love to spoil her. She is quite innocent, and we'd like to keep it that way, so please refrain from speaking about certain matters when she is near." smiled Claire, taking from a minifridge a few chocolate bars and offering them to Ophis.

"Thank you." smiled Ophis.

"Ophis, would you mind leaving us for a moment? We have to speak about some boring things. How about asking Alice for a game of Mario Kart?"

"Hum." nodded Ophis as she disappeared without a sound.

With her gone, Claire sighed.

"Ophis is sort of a glutton, as you may have noticed. It's fine as long as it's just snacks, but Noah is fearing the day where she will start to understand what sex is, and that it is enjoyable. when she does, with a dragon's stamina, she might become insatiable."

"But she's just a kid. Surely she…"

"Do not be fooled by her current appearance." smiled Claire as she shook her head. "She is at least twelve thousand years old. She is only this innocent because until recently, all she did was sleep and eat away from humans, devils or angels. If tomorrow Ophis decides on a whim to change her human appearance, she might look like a mature woman or even a man."

"Devils or angels?"

"Oh my, did Noah tell you anything?"

"Only that he had resurrected me, that I had been killed by a bomb, and that he wanted to basically make me his slave."

"I see. Well, the first rule about living in this island is that you do not talk about sex or slavery or BDSM in the common areas. If you see a maid wearing a collar, which is most of us…" smiled Claire as she pointed to her own collar.

"…It is safe to assume that she is Noah's slave, and you can speak to her about anything in private. If someone doesn't wear a collar, however, you must assume that she isn't a slave, and some subjects are off-limits. They are either too young, or Noah hasn't gotten around to training them yet."

"How many of you are there?"

"Over sixty. We don't bother keeping count anymore, with at least one added every month. And all the women Akeno is gathering from your world are going to join the harem eventually."

"What? You mean the Masters and Heroic Spirits?"

"Yes. I'll tell you everything. Are you prepared for the mother of all exposure speeches?" grinned Claire.

"Please go ahead." nodded Olga-Marie. She really needed to learn more.

Claire started speaking about her life, from being kidnapped at a young age and being forced to fight as a gladiator in Hagun Island, to Noah's role as a Champion, Lilith's peculiarities, to her current life, and how she patiently waited for Noah to revive her mother as well. And she told Olga-Marie about what was happening to her own timeline, and how Akeno and the others were working on retrieving the world fragments to restore her world.

In the end, she took from her fridge two cans of soda and offered one to Olga-Marie.

"That is… a lot to take in." confessed Olga-Marie as she gratefully accepted the drink. "It doesn't feel real. And I can't believe Lev betrayed us. There must be a mistake somewhere."

"I am not going to try to convince you otherwise. After all, I do not have any evidence to show you. Just try to keep your mind open to the possibility when you return to Chaldea, and you can discuss it with Romani, Da Vinci and the others."

"…I will." slowly nodded Olga-Marie. "…Will he take Chaldea from me, if I become his slave?"

"I doubt it. He already floated the idea of borrowing your expertise to build one Chaldea on each of his worlds, to predict future catastrophes and so on. Well, you do not need me to explain to you of all people the possible applications."

"You don't." smiled Olga-Marie. She had a lot of things to object to, but hearing that Noah wanted to emulate Chaldea was a huge gratification to her. Her family had fought tooth and nail for years to secure and convince the key personnel and funding to turn Chaldea from a dream to reality. With her father gone, it meant everything to her.

Claire quickly wrote a message on her phone, then spoke of all the benefits Olga-Marie would get from signing a soul contract with Noah. She demonstrated a few things, like Shunpo or Hard Light Arsenal, and creating food and items. Then she received an answer to her message.

"Good news, Olga-Marie. I told Noah that Ophis had broken your door and that I lent you a maid outfit and gave you the speech. Noah is okay with you wearing a maid outfit, but you must keep the bodysuit underneath. Or you'll be spanked. And he's giving you free run of the palace and island."

"Spanked! Come to think of it, Akeno threatened to spank me as well if I didn't cooperate with her. Did she learn that from him?"

"It's likely." chuckled Claire. "But that's actually quite mild coming from Akeno. She is a sadist, although she reserves that side of hers for her enemies, and she is no stranger to yielding a whip."

"For some reason, I can easily picture her dressed in a leather outfit and using a whip." slowly nodded Olga-Marie.

"Come with me, I'll introduce you to everyone. remember not to speak about certain matters."

Olga-Marie nodded and stood. She still was not willing to become a sex slave, even for someone as handsome and important as Noah, but she had nothing to lose in getting a tour of his place.

As she was introduced to one person after another, no one made any comment about the latex bodysuit she wore and didn't even stare, and she felt both grateful and a little disturbed about that. They either were very tactful, or their perception of what was normal was seriously distorted.

…

Shikimi smiled as she accepted the package and closed the door.

She knew it came from Noah. He had alluded to sending her a few things, without telling her any detail, and he wanted her to wear them the next time she would connect to Chains of Lust to have a session with him.

She eagerly opened the package and started sorting out its content.

A pair of black latex opera gloves. They didn't have a specified size, as Noah had mentioned that the items he created could adjust their size to their wearer, and didn't need cleaning. They also wouldn't become clammy, as latex tended to become when worn for a long time. And his creations were immune to wear and tear. There wouldn't be small scratches and other marks to deteriorate its looks after months of use.

Next was a pair of black latex stockings. Then a small box that she opened immediately. Inside was a black leather collar. The last item was a large black box tied with a red ribbon, with a card stuck in the ribbon. Opening the card, she read its contents.

"Dear Little One.

As promised, I am sending you a few things I would like to see you in. Hopefully, the first of many similar packages. I am asking you to wear the collar, gloves and stockings whenever we have a session together from now on.

The content of the box, however, is optional. It is a big leap of faith, so I will understand if you are not yet ready for it.

I miss you.

Master."

"You can bet I'm going to wear those, Master." smiled Shikimi as she ran her hands along the gloves. She had never bought anything made of latex, despite being tempted more than a few times. She had mentioned it to Noah, and he had told her to simply wait for him to send her a few gifts, as his stuff would be of far greater quality.

And now, Noah delivered on his promise. She was going to try them on right after completing her inventory of the package.

With some trepidation, she slowly unwound the red ribbon and opened the box, and lifted the item with both hands. A chastity belt, made of black metal and lined with rubber. Another card was stuck to it.

"This is a real chastity belt, not some cheap imitation. A new model I created just for my Little One. It is made of a composite metal that will not trigger metal detectors at airports and such. The belt is imbued with self-cleaning, self-repairing, and will increase your body's natural healing to avoid soreness. Also, a rune magic that will make it invisible outside of your apartment. Wear some panties over it, or some people might think you will be going commando, should an accident happen.

How will it determine what is your apartment and what isn't, you ask? The belt will memorize the coordinates of the location where you first put it on. A twenty meters radius around it will be considered your home.

If you put it on, it will lock itself and send a notification to my smartphone. And guess who is the only person able to unlock it? I'll give you a hint, and it's not you. Which is why I am not ordering you to wear it. It has to be your decision.

With the belt, I will be able to play with you in the real world as well. I won't embarrass you in public, but a few seconds of vibration here and there, both as a reminder that you are mine, and that your Master is thinking about his Little One…

And I will ask you to give me a daily two-hours window every day, where the play will be more… intense. I will not necessarily use that window every day, as I am very busy, and the duration will vary. I And I will not necessarily let you orgasm every time. Got to keep the anticipation building.

Your Master."

Shikimi almost moaned in repressed lust when she finished reading the note. She was already so very aroused just reading about it.

As Noah said, this belt was a big leap of faith. She didn't know when Noah would let her remove it. Or even if he ever would. She also didn't know how often Noah would allow her to have orgasms.

But after a half-dozen sessions with him, she already knew that he was the perfect Master for her. She couldn't imagine ever finding a better one.

Shikimi closed her window's blinds, stripped naked, and started to put on the latex stockings. They were surprisingly easy to put on, sliding over her skin with little effort, then somehow having enough friction that she didn't have to constantly pull on them to keep them in place.

She then put on the gloves, and fastened the collar around her neck. Once she was done, she went to the bathroom to look at her reflection. She looked so good wearing those. She slowly played with her breasts, the slippery feeling of the latex making it feel better than when she used her bare hands.

She ran her hands all over her body, moaning softly and paying particular attention to her breasts and crotch. Her arousal was growing further, and she knew she would soon cum if she didn't stop.

And she stopped.

It would somehow feel like she would be letting her Master down, if she started her journey into submitting to her Master's Discipline by relieving herself.

She breathed heavily as she returned to pick up the belt, put her legs through the waist band, and lifted the item to her waist. Once there, she felt the belt move a little and become tighter as it adjusted itself to a perfect fit, then it stopped moving.

It was done. Shikimi smiled at the thought as she explored the belt with her gloved hands. She had just offered her pleasure to her Master.

She sent him a message via the CoL message service.

"Master, your Little One edged herself almost to the limit before putting on the belt. My pleasure is now only by your will."

The reply came fast.

"Well done, my dear. I am very proud of you. I look forward to meeting you in the real world as well, soon."

Shikimi grinned at the thought of meeting him in person. Then the belt started vibrating, and she gasped as she headed to her room, spread a few towels over the belt and laid on it.

Noah played with her for well over an hour, giving her the first orgasm fast, but then making the intensity vary, teasing her mercilessly for a while before suddenly increasing it and making her come three times back-to-back.

She also found out that the belt's healing function meant that she couldn't grow numb to the stimulation, and would not grow sore. It really was the perfect tool to tease and torment her.

And at no point did Shikimi regret her decision to put herself in Noah's hands.

…

"It's just a dream! Please wake up already!" desperately thought Suguha as she writhed on the floor of her room. But she knew it was futile. Those dreams only stopped after she submitted to Noah at least once. At least. And sometimes, they seemed to last for days.

They had started shortly after that disastrous encounter with Noah. Erotic dreams that felt strangely realistic. Dreams that left her almost panting with arousal when she woke up. Cursing her leather panties as she helplessly ran her hands over her crotch and thighs, and forced to wait until the fire in her womb cooled down.

And as the weeks went by, she seemed to require more and more time to cool down.

This dream was particularly intense. It had started with her dressed in casual clothes, standing in her room, expectantly waiting for the shoe to drop. Noah had entered the room without knocking, smiling at her like he wanted to get a taste of her.

Suguha was reluctant to admit it even to herself, but after so many erotic dreams where Noah made her his plaything in various ways, her body now reacted instinctively to his smile, her vaginal muscles clenching in need.

Under his gaze, her clothes flew off of her body, literally, and she found herself naked. Suguha glared at the dream Noah, not bothering to use her hands to cover herself. After all, what was the point?

"Sit on the chair, my slave." softly said the Noah in her dream, and as usual, her body moved without permission, obeying his order. She lifted her legs to help Noah put on black latex stocking on her legs, then black latex opera gloves on her arms. A sleeveless, black latex leotard was next, with cutouts for her breasts and crotch, and Noah fastened a waist cincher around her waist before lacing it tightly, compressing her waist by almost five centimeters.

After that, he worked on her body a full latex bodysuit, ensuring that most of her body would be covered by two layers and that she wouldn't be able to access the laces of the cincher. Not that she expected to have the possibility to even try. The bodysuit also had cutouts for her breasts and crotch.

When he finished zipping up the bodysuit, he fastened rubber mittens around her hands. He used an air pump to inflate them, and her hands were soon encased into two totally useless rubber balls.

The dream Noah fastened leather cuffs on her arms, just above the elbows, and connected them together with a short chain, He also used a shorter chain to connect the wrist straps of the mittens. As the elbow chain ran along her back, and the wrist chain kept her useless hands bound in front of her, her freedom of movement was extraordinarily limited. She could rotate her forearms up and down a little, and that was it.

When she looked up from her useless, balled hands, she saw Noah holding an item she started to be very familiar with. A steel chastity belt, with two dildoes for both her pussy and butthole. Dildoes that were shaped like his cock, and only slightly smaller.

Suguha sighed as Noah coated the dildoes with lubricant.

She hated chastity belts in general, but also that one in particular. She hated it, because she knew how effective it was. She would soon become a squirming mess, struggling hard not to scream. Not to beg for the dream Noah to thrust into her and make her cum, again and again.

The two dildoes entered her body without difficulty, and the belt was tightly fastened against her waist. Suguha felt confident by now that Noah used the waist cincher to add pressure against the dildoes and make her feel them even more strongly.

Suguha didn't resist as her legs were folded, her heels touching her butt cheeks, and straps were fastened to keep them that way.

Lastly, a tall leather posture collar was fastened around her neck, forcing her to stare forward.

Noah laid her on the floor near the bed, and he sat on the edge of the bed, opening a book.

She didn't know what the hated the most. Him staring at her embarrassing form as she couldn't help herself from shaking her hips invitingly, or him pretending to do something else. That she wasn't worthy of his attention.

And the vibrators sprang to life.

Suguha cursed as she stared at herself in the ceiling mirror. This was something new.

She looked at her reflection, and saw an obscenely dressed girl, bound at the feet of her so-called Master, her large, heaving breasts in the open while the rest of her body was covered in gleaming black latex and shiny metal. She saw that the girl in the mirror had a flushed face, and couldn't stop herself from moving her waist as the vibrators teased her mercilessly.

"I… I won't submit to you." muttered Suguha as she glared at Noah. he glanced at her for a moment before returning to reading his book.

"But you always do, in the end."

"These are just dreams. They do not count." protested Suguha, and the dream Noah snorted.

"Really? They do not count? Are you sure of it?" asked Noah, still not looking away from his book.

"I'm sure. N-No matter what happen… in the dreams, I won't submit to you… in the real world."

"That's interesting. It's like you're asking for me to tease you more. Aren't you worried that what you experience in dreams might bleed out to your time when you are awake, though?"

His word gave her pause for a moment. It was the first time the Noah in her dreams acknowledged being in one.

"That's not…going to happen." said Suguha, but her voice sounded like a lie even to her own ears. The truth was that was already was being affected.

After the first few times, Suguha had tried to minimize her sleep time as much as possible. She couldn't delay it forever, though, and as soon as she fell asleep, Noah had hypnotized her in the dream, putting her in a trance before ordering her to go to bed every day no later than 23:00 and quickly fall asleep.

Even though she didn't believe in hypnotism, she still felt a strong urge to go to bed in time, and once she was under the covers, she always quickly fell asleep.

Suguha had chalked it out to her subconscious wanting to recover the sleep time she had lost trying to not sleep, and her dream of being hypnotized surely was a result of this, trying to give her an excuse to go to sleep.

"I guess I should increase my efforts and prove it to you, then, in a way that even your stubborn self will be unable to deny. I will tell you this, my dear, reluctant sex slave. This time, if you acknowledge yourself as being my slave and beg for my cock to ravage you… this time, I will mark your body as my property. Both in the dreams, and in reality."

"T-That's impossible." desperately denied Suguha.

At the very least, she had his attention now, as the book in his hand disappeared and he smiled softly at her as she struggled to minimize her movement and resist the pleasure. She didn't want to offer him a show, but at the same time, she just couldn't stop shaking her hips.

Which brought her back to her current situation, hoping that she would manage to wake up before she lost the will to resist, and beg for release once more.

In the end, she failed, and with tears in her eyes, she pleaded.

"Please… Please let me cum."

"What are you, Suguha?"

"I… I am your slave." cried Suguha, admitting defeat.

She hated how he always forced her to say it before he had his way with her.

She hated that she was starting to believe it.

She hated that she was starting to like being tormented and treated as his sex toy.

She hated that when she was awake, she sometimes touched her throat and felt like something should be there.

Noah took her in his arms and laid her on her bed, removed the belt, and his clothes disappeared, revealing his erect cock.

He plunged into her, and Suguha's mind went blank in ecstasy as she came at last. The first of many orgasms.

…

Suguha woke up to the sound of her alarm bell, her body highly aroused. As was her new normal now. At this moment, she felt grateful that the leather panties absorbed her body fluids, or she very likely would have made a mess.

She seized her own hands to stop herself from touching her breasts or crotch, and worked on slowing down her breathing. It took a while, but the embers in her belly cooled down to something she could ignore.

Suguha sighed as she rose from her bed and started a shower. She removed her pajamas, thinking that the dream this time have been particularly intense. But as expected as she saw herself in the mirror, there was no mark.

She shook her head at her own silliness, and was turning to enter the shower, when she spotted something from the corner of her eye. She stopped, contorted her body to look at her back in the mirror, and saw it.

A black mark above her butt, looking like a stylized heart.

Suguha paled, understanding at last that the dreams weren't normal dreams, and that she was well and truly trapped.

And as she understood that she wouldn't escape the fate of being his slave, she became horny all over again.