Ch 207: Square peg in a round hole.
Ayase woke up slowly, feeling woozy and disoriented, unsure if she was awake or dreaming. She couldn't see anything, and her mouth felt filled with something.
She stirred, and heard the clanking of chains.
Before she could realize the situation she was in, an engine above her whirred to life, and she felt her arms being pulled up by her wrists.
She groaned as her upper body was also pulled up, and there was something about her legs that was wrong. They didn't respond as they should.
The movement upward stopped, and she felt something touch her neck. Suddenly, she could think more clearly, and understood that she was in trouble.
She was blindfolded and gagged. The gag filling her mouth was a ball of leather, from its taste. Her wrists were bound above her head by what felt like strong leather cuffs, and her legs were kept wide apart by a solid bar.
Her last memories were of her retiring to her tent after a day of studying Magecraft with the others.
She was also naked, and didn't like that, at all.
She didn't know how she had been captured by the GHQ and was worried for her comrades.
"Mmph!" angrily exclaimed Ayase, hoping to provoke a reaction from her captors and learn more about her situation. It was better to take the initiative, than wait passively and let the fear get to her.
She didn't hear an answer. Instead, she felt hands touching her breasts, and she recoiled as much as her bonds allowed.
Nothing happened for a few seconds, and Ayase wondered what her captor was going to do, when the winch above her was turned on again, and the slack was reduced.
The hands of the unseen assailant touched her breasts again.
"Mrrmph!" angrily grunted Ayase.
The hands played with her breasts, softly squeezing and caressing them, and started paying particular attention to her hardening nipples.
Ayase tried to calm herself down and ignore the pleasant sensations, guessing that her passivity would irritate her captor more than reacting to their touch.
But it was too hard to pretend nothing was happening, and Ayase gasped as one of the hands trailed down her stomach, and lower still.
Ayase flinched as the contact of the fingers on her skin made her realize that she had been shaved down there, and the fingers spread her lower lips to check her tightness. One finger entered her, far more easily than Ayase was willing to admit, and she clamped down on it by reflex. The fingers continued to play with her pussy lips.
Ayase screamed into her gag in frustration. She was being violated by a complete stranger, and her body betrayed her!
The finger felt so soft, the touch to delicate, that she deduced her captor was a woman. There weren't that many among the GHQ troops, but the few she had encountered seemed to be particularly sadistic.
Ayase tried everything she could think of to resist the increasing arousal, but the pleasure was too distracting. Her captor was fiendishly effective.
She tried hard, but failed to suppress a lustful moan when she felt something built up from the core of her being, like some kind of pressure, and as it felt about to burst, the hands suddenly retreated.
A finger coated with juices traced Ayase's lips, like an obscene lipstick, and Ayase felt crushed by the humiliation.
For a few minutes, Ayase was left to cool down. Then the hands returned to her breasts, and she shuddered. Breasts, nipples, pussy, clit, G-spot. Ayase's captor was as relentless as she was skilled, and soon enough, Ayase found herself about to orgasm. And the hands retreated, applying a new layer of juices on her lips, so she could smell her own arousal.
Ayase cooled down, and the cycle repeated itself. Again and again.
After she lost count of the number of cycles, Ayase was now whimpering pitifully, desperate for an orgasm, her body quivering with unspent desire.
She reached the end of the current cycle, she pleaded for her captor to let her have an orgasm, when the hands left her body, and she hung limply from her wrist shackles.
This time, however, something changed. Her captor walked behind her and hugged her from behind. A voice whispered into her right ear.
"Are you a female dog? A bitch needing to be collared and disciplined?"
Ayase tiredly shook her head with a grunt of protest, and her captor stopped hugging her.
The teasing started again.
Three more cycles later, the woman hugged her once again.
"Are you a female dog? A bitch needing to be collared and disciplined?"
Ayase hesitated. She knew she shouldn't nod, but she was so tired of resisting. So desperate for an orgasm. She felt like she would die if she had to endure any more of it.
So, she wearily nodded, a lustful sob escaping her gag.
Her captor removed the bar keeping her legs spread and unlocked her wrist cuffs from the chain.
Ayase was too exhausted to even think about resisting, too tired to even masturbate herself, and would have collapsed if not for her captor supporting her body. She felt herself lifted by her captor's arms carried away somewhere, then placed on something soft. A mattress.
Ayase felt regret as she knew that her virginity, that she wanted to reserve for Gai, was about to be stolen. But she just couldn't endure any more.
She felt something hard brush against her pussy, but to her shock, the hard object moved and started entering her butt hole! Her eyes bulged in shock at the foreign sensations assaulted her senses, and could only gasp as her captor built up to a fast pace.
The sensations turned into a strange kind of pleasure, and before she knew it, she started cumming. Her head went blank, and she fainted.
…
Some time later, Ayase woke up, feeling a strange sense of fullness in her butt, and she flinched as the memories of what she had experienced flooded er min.
She was lying on a bed, still blindfolded and gagged, and her arms were tied behind her back.
Ayase clenched her butt as a test, and felt that there was something in her butt hole.
The arms hugging her stirred, and her blindfold was removed.
She blinked several times to get used to the sudden light, and flinched in shock as she saw Sakura holding her, naked, and looking at her with a satisfied expression.
"Mmphr!" screamed Ayase in fury.
"I am going to remove your gag, and we'll speak. I will tell you what is happening, and why. However, if you yell or scream, I will gag you again, and you may not get another chance to speak for days. Do you understand?"
Ayase reluctantly nodded, and Sakura removed the gag. As Ayase opened and closed her mouth in relief, Sakura started.
"I'll start with the questions you are sure to ask. What am I doing? I am training you as a sex slave. That is one thing you must go through if you wish to receive the ability to use the light swords or the movement technique, or the healing. Among other things. Those techniques aren't learned. They are bestowed, in return for agreeing to serve the one those abilities belong to."
"That also answers part of the why. I'm also doing it because we are on a mission to save several worlds, not just this one, and we need allies. The more, the better. Lastly, you are cute, brave and intelligent. Master will want to keep you, and I want you to join the harem."
Sakura used her right hand to gently tease Ayase's left breast.
"We will have a lot of fun together, from now on." said Sakura with a seductive voice.
"Now, I'm sure you have more questions, or complaints. I am ready to listen to them, but keep my warning in mind about shouting."
"Where are Tsugumi and Inori?" asked Ayase with a hostile voice, trying hard not to bite Sakura's head off just yet.
"Tsugumi is in Medea's hands, and Inori is being taken care of by Darkness. They are also being trained. And speaking of training…"
Sakura left the bed and almost immediately returned with a wide, black leather collar.
"Get that thing away from me! I'm not wearing that!"
"You did agree to become a female dog, remember? And you don't have a choice in the matter."
Despite her struggles, Ayase couldn't stop her from fastening the collar around her neck. The collar around her neck felt intensely humiliating.
"You'll get used to it." smiled Sakura. "Eventually, you'll take pride in wearing a collar, as proof of your devotion to your Master."
"You did… this… with my butthole."
"Would you have preferred for me to take your virginity?" shrugged Sakura. "I know it's important to you, so I choose to let you offer it to the person you will want to devote yourself to. But if you're unsatisfied with it…"
"No!"
"That's what I thought. For this reason, I will exclusively train you for oral and anal sex." nodded Sakura.
"You won't get away with this! Gai will save us." promised Ayase with a hateful glare.
"Gai will do what is best for Gai." said Sakura with a roll of the eyes. Then she looked back at Ayase with sympathy.
"You really are pitiful, you know? It's painfully obvious to everyone that you're deeply in love with him. And he's aware of it. He wouldn't be anywhere near this competent if he was dense enough not to notice."
"But he's already in love with that Mana Ouma girl, and his heart only has room for her, even years after she passed away. But he isn't gently rejecting you. Instead, he is stringing you along, using kind words and that smile of his to keep you hooked. Because he doesn't want to risk losing his talented Endlave pilot."
"I already know he doesn't love me." replied Ayase, with some deep pain in her voice. "But do not underestimate me! I'm not some love-struck fool who joined Funeral Parlor just because of a man! I won't leave even if you manage to drive a wedge between Gai and me."
Sakura nodded, acknowledging her point.
"Who said anything about you leaving? Even after I make you into a sex slave, you will still pilot an Endlave for Funeral Parlor's benefit. And be careful, you're getting close to yelling." warned Sakura.
Ayase glared at her, fuming, before speaking with a lower volume.
"Gai and the others will save us."
"Gai won't risk antagonizing us when he has nothing to gain from it, and a lot to lose. He may have gotten that Power of Kings of his, but let's be honest, the recent operations have proven that Medea, Darkness and I have become the cornerstone of Funeral Parlor. You would survive without us, true, but you would have to scale down your operations a lot."
Sakura stopped teasing Ayase and left the bed. Clothes appeared in her hand, and she started putting them on. In minutes, she was dressed in a fire engine red latex dress, long gloves and stockings, and black leather boots with high heels.
She walked to a cabinet, opened it, and rummaged inside.
Ayase dreaded what Sakura would come up with next, as she suspected it was her turn.
Sakura returned with a pair of knee-high boots with the longest heels Ayase had ever seen, a black latex bodysuit, and a black latex corset.
"I'll give you a tour of the premises, and we can check on Tsugumi and Inori. After that, we will resume your training as an anal slave and female dog. But let's get you dressed up first."
Ayase struggled, but it only took a few minutes for Sakura to have her wear the bodysuit, corset and ballet boots. She also added rubber mittens to further restrict Ayase's freedom, gagged her again, and clipped a leash on the back of her collar.
"You'll stay on all four until told otherwise, understood?" said Sakura, crop in hand.
Ayase reluctantly nodded, choosing to conserve her strength for when it would really matter.
Sakura nodded and led Ayase out of the room. She felt so terribly humiliated, dressed in this obscene outfit, collared and leashed like a pet, forced to crawl behind her 'Mistress', and with her butt filled with a plug. To add insult to injury, Sakura and done something with her smartphone, and the plug was now vibrating!
Sakura led her to another room on the same floor. Now that she was getting closer, Ayase could hear some faint moans and muffled cries of protest.
Sakura knocked on the door, waited a few seconds, then entered.
When Ayase saw Medea and Tsugumi, she froze in shock.
Medea was sitting in the middle of the bed, wearing a black leather corset, and nothing else. On her lap was Tsugumi, who only had paused her struggles to escape to stare in the door's direction.
Tsugumi wore a gunmetal gray latex bodysuit. Her limbs encased in black leather sleeves that reached almost all the way up to her shoulders and hips, and the arm sleeves ended in leather pouches, trapping Tsugumi's hands.
Moreover, the four sleeves had been folded on themselves, then secured by strong leather straps, forcing Tsugumi to stand on her elbows and knees.
A fake cat tail sprouted from Tsugumi's rear, and from the angle, Ayase suspected that she wasn't the only one enduring the indignity of a butt plug.
Tsugumi's mouth was filled with a red ball gag, her usual metal headband had been replaced by a cosplay one, and her neck was covered by a thick black leather collar identical to the one Ayase unwillingly wore, with a leash connected to it, held in Medea's hand.
Tsugumi and Ayase stared at each other silently for a few seconds, their eyes wide, and Tsugumi groaned in despair and shame. Ayase's face flushed as well, wondering what Tsugumi must be thinking about her, and not wanting to know at the same time.
"It seems you have things well in hands, Medea." smiled Sakura.
"Yes." smiled Medea. "Tsugumi has a lot to learn, and it will take some time for her to accept her fate, but I sure she will become a cute pet."
"What do you think of Tsugumi's restraints, Ayase? Should I use those on you as well?"
"Mmpgh!" groaned Ayase as she shook her head. Her current state was very humiliating, but not really uncomfortable. Those sleeves, however, looked like they would be.
"Then you better keep being a good girl." said Sakura before looking up at Tsugumi and Medea. "Is Tsugumi still a virgin?"
"She is." nodded Medea.
"Let her keep it for Master or Akeno-sama, then."
"Understood. I will play exclusively with her naughty butthole then." smirked Medea, and Tsugumi groaned.
"I'll leave you to it then. I want to check on Darkness and Inori."
"Yes." smiled Medea as she patted Tsugumi's rump, and the girl visibly shuddered.
Sakura led Ayase out and closed the door, then walked down the hallway. Ayase tried to ignore the pleasure she felt from the plug shifting and vibrating inside her, but her treacherous body was responding to it.
Down the hallway were stairs, and Ayase wondered how she was going to negotiate that obstacle. Maybe she would be allowed to stand and try to balance herself on those precarious ballet boots. But Sakura had other plans.
"Turn around, pet. You need to take stairs backward, or you'll fall."
Ayase groaned softly as she did as she was told, carefully crawling down the stairs. Thankfully, Sakura wasn't in a hurry and let her take her time.
She managed to reach their bottom and looked around, seeing what looked like a fairly normal living room, far removed from the horror that had happened to her and Tsugumi.
Sakura led her to another door, and Ayase saw more stairs leading down, likely to the house's basement.
On they reached the bottom, Ayase saw a heavy wooden door. Sakura opened it and entered, slightly tugging on the leash, and Ayase was forced to follow before she could really take in the view.
The content of the room caused her to shudder, but what took most of her attention was the display in front of her.
Inori was gagged, collared, and blindfolded. Her arms were bound by leather cuffs to a chain hanging from the ceiling, and her legs to anchor points on the floor. Her body was covered by a clear latex bodysuit, and Ayase could see how tightly it clung to her.
Her predicament wasn't very different from what Ayase had come to expect.
The surprising thing, however, was Darkness. She was dressed in a black latex bodysuit and boots as well, but for some strange reason, her mouth was also filled with a black ball gag, and she had blindfolded herself, and used a red rope to bind herself to Inori. She was moaning and grinding her body against Inori's, who was mostly silent.
Sakura didn't seem very amused by the spectacle.
"Darkness! What are you doing!"
Darkness flinched and worked on undoing the rope, but Sakura didn't want to wait and used a knife of solidified light to cut it.
Once disentangled, Darkness removed her blindfold and gag.
"This is…"
"Don't search for an excuse, you filthy maso slut!" said Sakura, looking at her friend with cold eyes.
"Awww… Please scold me more." exclaimed Darkness, her legs pressed against each other and an expression of ecstasy on her face as she hugged herself.
Ayase couldn't believe her eyes. Where did the righteous, blonde-haired warrior she respected so much go? Granted, Darkness was a bit dumb sometimes, but she was an adorable and well-meaning idiot. She had never shown this perverted personality.
"…It's my fault, really." sighed Sakura. "I should have known better than to give you the task of training someone. Change of plans, then. I'll take charge of both Ayase and Inori, and you will assist me. Understood?"
"Yes, Mistress." happily replied Darkness.
Sakura looked down at Ayase and shrugged.
"Yes, that's Darkness when she isn't in public and becomes horny. It's already a great achievement that we taught her to keep it hidden, at least most of the time. Don't worry, her idiocy isn't contagious."