Ch 235: Delivering the prisoners to their fates.

"Look at you, you're drenched down there. You really are a natural slut." mocked Akeno after removing Misaki's chastity belt. The single insert, a slightly smaller replica of Noah's cock, came out of her pussy with a wet plop. She let the butt plug inside, however.

Misaki mewled pitifully into her gag as the taunt gave her a jolt of pleasure, the result of the 'Step on me' curse Akeno had put on her, making her love degradation play and verbal abuse.

Akeno positioned herself, took a fistful of Misaki's long blond hair, pulling on it slightly to make her arch her back more, then mercilessly thrust into her, again and again, the dildo she called Corruption reaching deep inside Misaki, and filling her with ecstasy. After being edged for hours by the belt, Misaki's orgasm came hard and fast, and she struggled against her bonds as she went over the edge.

Today was her second day experiencing what Akeno had called the Bad Girl protocol, and to call it intense was an understatement.

She had been dressed in a blue latex bodysuit and black leather corset and ballet boots, her hands stuck into black leather mittens, then into an armbinder. A posture collar limited her head movements, and a black leather gag filled her mouth with a thick shape that was becoming very familiar.

She convulsed as she came, her orgasm seemingly stretching for minutes to her, although it was only really a few tens of seconds.

Akeno kept thrusting, alternating between shallow and long thrusts, adding the occasional spank or degrading words, and Misaki orgasmed again before it was Akeno's turn to cum.

When Akeno was done, she laid Misaki on her back, letting gravity press their bodies against each other, the shaft of Corruption still buried into Misaki.

Misaki was panting, barely conscious as Akeno undid the strap behind her neck and gently removed her penis gag. She suddenly felt far more alert and refreshed as Akeno did something to her.

"Good news, pet." crooned Akeno, her face close enough the Misaki would be able to kiss her, if not for the posture collar. "This was the hundredth time I came in you. Which means, the Crest on your back is now permanent."

Masaki only felt more pleasure at the news.

"I see the awareness that you are our slave, now and forever, doesn't make you unhappy."

"No, Mistress. Thank you for making me your slave." smiled Misaki.

"Do you still intend to dominate Noah?"

"No. Please forgive my earlier foolishness. I will accept any punishment you deem necessary for my earlier arrogance." honestly said Misaki.

She was still ambitious, but the pleasure she had experienced in Akeno's hands, as well as the dreams where Noah dominated her, had shown her that being pampered as a submissive was good, too. She would satisfy herself with being number three, with only Master and Akeno-sama above her.

And she still wanted to make Mikoto into her maid.

"I have also changed your curse, my cute, obedient pet." purred Akeno. "You now have one that will make you feel more pleasure whenever I or Noah praise you."

"Thank you, Akeno-sama." breathed Misaki.

"You still need some more training to improve your technique, but you already can obtain Noah's abilities. What will you do after that?"

"…I will stay in Chaldea for a while, Akeno-sama." decided Misaki after a few seconds. "During the day, I will learn Magecraft alongside everyone else."

Akeno nodded. The people staying in Chaldea weren't just twiddling their thumbs. They were learning Magecraft from Servants like Aife, Medea, Tamamo or Scathach when they were present, or from several Magus like Rin and Luvia. Even Olga-Marie took some time every week to teach them.

"And during the night?" smiled Akeno, already knowing the answer.

"During the night, I will start teaching Junko and the others the happiness of being a plaything." smiled Misaki.

"Good girl. I am proud of you." grinned Akeno, and Misaki blushed, feeling a wave of tingly warmth spread from her core.

"When you do, remember what I taught you about observation. find out about your girls' natural inclinations and nurture them. And do not use mind control on them, that's bad taste, and Noah won't like it."

"Yes, Akeno-sama. I won't use my power on them aside from reading their thoughts. I already can identify a few prospective masochists, but most of them will likely be happiest as latex pets or maids."

"I will lend you two or three special collars. The rest, you will be able to create on your own. And remember, do not do anything not consensual with Mikoto. Or I will punish you later."

"Yes, Akeno-sama. But… it's fine if I play with her after she loses a bet, right?"

Akeno laughed softly.

"It's fine. It will teach this hothead not to rise to obvious provocations. And make sure to record some of it, so I can watch later. and don't push things so far that she would resent you for years afterward."

"I won't, Akeno-sama." promised Misaki.

"Good. Now let's have you sign the soul contract, and you'll spend the rest of the night as my body pillow. As I mentioned, your training isn't over yet."

…

If anyone had to describe the atmosphere in the room with a word, it would be "awkward", thought Major Kati Mannequin with a sigh.

She had worked hard to nurture her military career, and a reputation as an efficient, no-nonsense officer, strict, but looking after her subordinates.

She believed that, in order to moderate the excesses that A-Laws committed away from the public's eye, she was determined to climb the ranks, nurturing a core of competent officers and pilots who shared her principles, who would follow her in her ascent and gradually replace the problematic officers, reforming the organization from within.

It was a more realistic way to go about things than to join the resistance and almost inevitably be arrested, even if she sometimes had trouble sleeping as a result.

But, although Soma Peries didn't say anything and kept her face neutral, Kati thought she could see the disappointment in her eyes when she glanced at her leather attire.

Was her reputation, was her career going to survive the consequences of that night?

She cursed herself for wanting to vent her stress that very night, and cursed that masked man for abducting her in her current state.

If this leaked out, many of her subordinates wouldn't take her seriously anymore.

The black-clothed man who was responsible for their predicament suddenly popped into existence near them, making her flinch. Or maybe he had been there for a while, it was hard to say as he moved silently to check Lieutenant Peries's bonds, then the straps holding her down.

"I am back." said the man, removing his helmet and revealing a face that was… handsome.

"We currently are on our way to space, where we will rendezvous with a camouflaged ship. Once there, you will be transferred to the person who requested for me to save you, Major. Lieutenant Peries, you will also be transferred."

"You call this 'saving me'?" snorted Kati, unleashing the resentment that accumulated over the last few hours. "You just ruined my career."

"Oh, I did more than that, Major." smiled Noah. "From the headlines starting to appear, it looks like you are being scapegoated for the mess I left behind. Some actually designated you as the mastermind behind it. I guess claiming an army officer betrayed them is better than admitting an enemy walked all over them and emptied their pockets, and they don't even understand how."

"But had I not done this, we would have attacked the base tonight with six Gundams. And we all know how that would have turned out."

Kati and Soma both winced. They didn't want to admit it, but they knew that unless one of the patrols got lucky and survived long enough to issue a warning, Celestial Being would have gotten the jump on them. They would have had at least one minute facing little opposition, and with six Gundams, that would have been enough to doom them.

"The A-Laws's combat force in Marseille is now only limited to the mobile suits that were on patrol, half of those in Prague have been neutralized, the other half running in all directions, and the battle group hiding in the Macedonian forest had been attacked by us. They were already in a panic before the fight even started and have taken over 60% losses before running away. None of the Gundams suffered any damage, in part thanks to the new shields."

"The must be a lie." retorted Soma, paling.

"You will see it with your own eyes later. Do you need a bathroom break? I suggest you go while you can."

Kati grudgingly nodded, and Noah untied her from her chair.

"I also have a change of clothes and boots for you, Major, since I don't think you want more people to see you like this. This will be our little secret."

"…Yes." sighed Kati. She hoped he wouldn't blackmail her later.

She followed him to a small bathroom and warned her that she only had five minutes. He stayed behind the door.

Kati stared at the A-Laws uniform on a hanger, and the military-compliant boots under it, then the window for a few seconds, tempted to make a run for it. But she was almost certain that she would fail.

With a sigh, she relieved herself, put on the uniform over her leather attire, and replaced her boots with those he had provided. He must have taken the time to check the sizes of her clothes back at the base, as everything fit perfectly.

When she was done, she stared at herself in the mirror, seeing in her reflection the confident officer return, and left the bathroom.

The man gave her some water, then bound her to the chair again, and left with Lieutenant Peries.

Sometime later, Noah reappeared in Havoc's cockpit and retrieved the Sanctuary. He had taken care of the three girls in the basement as well, taking them to the bathroom for them to relive themselves, removing their hoods and gags, giving them water, and hooding them again with a model that still kept them blind, but had a hole for the mouth.

It would be easier in the future to give them water without having to remove the hoods. For now, he didn't want them to know who the other girls kept captive in the basement were, although he suspected Luna and Meyrin both knew their sister was in there with them. He hadn't exactly been subtle with taking them.

"I'm back. Anything happened?" asked Noah on the communication channel.

"We got a message from Setsuna and Tieria. They have finished as well, no damage or casualty. Twenty minutes to rendezvous." replied Saki.

"Okay."

Noah used the time until then to plan how he was going to deal with Anew. Since he didn't want to give the other Innovado any more time than necessary to escape, he decided to set aside his principles. He would use either hypnosis or Psyconnect to get answers right away, then would release her from it and would train her the hard way.

…

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone." smiled Sumeragi when Aria and the second-generation Gundam Meisters returned. They all had performed beyond expectations.

When the enemy had started concentrating their forces in groups too large for even a pair of Gundams to deal with, she had expected to be forced to suspend her offensive in the European theater.

It wouldn't have been that bad, as things had gone as planned in the other theaters, their commanders lacking the resolve to sacrifice whole bases to save others.

But Noah had really come through.

"Thank you, Sumeragi-san. It's nice to be back." smiled Shino.

"I am looking forward to a good hot shower." nodded Hina. the girls nodded with longing expressions.

Noah wouldn't mind one either, but he had something to do first.

"Sumeragi-san, should we go to the brig?"

"…Yes." sighed Sumeragi with trepidation.

She headed toward the main elevator, Noah following her. They both used handles present all over the hallways to propel and stabilize themselves, as the ship didn't have any way to generate gravity.

On the way, they crossed paths with Kurumi.

"Sup, Noah." said the girl with a small smile and a friendly wave of the hand."

"Hi, Kurumi. How are you doing?"

The genius hacker girl from the Lycoris Recoil fiction shrugged.

"Well enough. A-Laws' firewalls are interesting to play with. Could you let me talk to Takina and Chisato, please?"

Noah smiled and handed her his phone.

"You only have a few minutes, unfortunately. I'm not staying on the ship for long."

"Okay, thank you. Teleport to me when you need it back." smiled Kurumi with a nod of gratitude.

They reached the brig area, and Sumeragi unlocked the main door by entering a code on the nearby panel. Other security features like fingerprints or face recognition wouldn't really work as the people needed to open the door might be wearing spacesuits if the ship was depressurized.

The door opened, and Sumeragi opened one of the padded cells, a room five meters to the side with a basic bed fixed to a wall.

She turned to Noah, who nodded and took his artifact out. He disappeared, and returned a minute later with two people, their hands cuffed in front of them.

Sumeragi only paid attention to the oldest of the two women as they got surprised by the lack of gravity and Noah loosely held their arms to stabilize them, and she recognized her instantly. So did Kati, as she gasped.

"Kujo?" exclaimed Kati, referring to Sumeragi's real name, Leesa Kujo.

"It has been a while, Kati." said Sumeragi, her voice heavy with emotion.

…

Lunamaria Hawke had given up on struggling and simply waited, trying to preserve her strength for the interrogation or torture that would without a doubt follow.

She knew, from the occasional moans and grunts resonating in the room, that they were two other gagged women in the room. And from the circumstances of her disappearance in the warehouse, she felt confident that one of them was Meyrin. She thought she recognized her voice, too, garbled as it was.

She hoped that she was wrong, that Meyrin was safe.

And at the same time, a small part of her, a part that immediately made her hate herself, hoped that she was right, as it would make her feel less lonely to face what would soon be coming.

The other women grunted as Luna felt the soft creak of leather.

At least, the device she had been bound into was rather comfortable, as long as one didn't mind the leather cuffs and straps. Things that she very much minded.

She heard noise coming from her left, from the woman she suspected to be her sister, and groans of both fear and protests. Lunamaria felt like she had been doused in cold water and protested loudly, desperately renewing her struggles against her bonds.

"The three of you can relax. I am getting you out of that room and into another." said their captor, and Lunamaria recognized the voice of the young man in a black suit who had captured her with such humiliating ease.

All of her martial art and self-defense training had proved completely useless, barely slowing him down as he pinned her on the snow-covered ground and cuffed her, then gagged her and covered her head with an opaque rubber hood, reducing her chances of escaping to zero.

Lunamaria heard him unbind the other woman, heard the clicking sounds of cuffs being applied, and then, nothing.

A few minutes later, the man returned, and it was her turn.

She didn't struggle, acting limp, until he was done removing the leather bonds around her throat, torso and arms. She knew from what happened last time that that he would sit her up, then bind her arms behind her back with more metal cuffs.

She chose that instant when he only loosely held her left arm to strike, delivering a fast punch to where she figured his head was, pulling as much strength and body weight as she could in her awkward position.

Her fist connected with something, but her heart sank when she felt fingers close around her fist. He had blocked her punch with her hand.

"Nice try. But it will cost you." said the man with amusement. Amusement!

She struggled uselessly as he forcibly brought her arms behind her back and held both of her wrists with one hand as he applied the cuffs.

He untied her legs and helped her stand. Then something strange happened. Subtle differences in the air seeming a little warmer, smelling a little different.

A grunt of protest came from her right, but seemed more distant than before.

Lunamaria felt his hands on her neck, removing her gag, and she opened and closed her mouth, working the kinks out as he unzipped the hood.

After hours behind plunged in the dark with only a short interruption when he gave her water previously, she had to take some time to adjust.

And what she saw filled her with dread. She was in a large room that was, without a doubt, a sex dungeon. And her sister was there, naked and bound to an X-shaped contraption by leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, and a belt around her waist. She was gagged, too, a red rubber ball filling her mouth.

"Mmph!" complained Meyrin, looking at her sister with a blushing face.

"Meyrin! What did he do to you?" cried Lunamaria.

"Nothing so far, aside from binding her." replied the man. "I have plans for you both, and the nature of this room is a big clue about what those plans are, but I need to deal with your friend Anew first."

"Anew! You took her as well?"

"Yes." said the man, starting to strip her of the pilot suit she had worn for additional protection when performing her mobile suit's maintenance.

Lunamaria struggled again, hoping that her being able to see would be able to change anything, but it didn't, and soon enough, she was like her sister, bound to another X-shaped cross and gagged.

Then the man just popped out of existence. Lunamaria exchanged a glance with Meyrin, blushing at well at her undressed state, and they both struggled in vain.

As they did, the man returned, holding another woman, naked aside from another rubber hood, gagged and cuffed.

The man had her sit down on a heavy wooden chair that featured a number of black leather straps and restrained her before removing the gag and hood.

Anew looked around with wide eyes, and stared at Meyrin and Lunamaria, recognizing her companions of misfortune at last.

"W-Who are you?" asked Anew with a trembling voice.

"Your Master. I will tell you my name in due time." replied the man. "Now, Anew, I don't suppose you are willing to tell me where the other Innovados are hiding? And what are your plans, now that Ribbons Almark got what he deserved?"

Lunamaria blinked, confused. What was he talking about?

"I do not know what you are referring to." replied Anew, her face paling.

"I'd like for you to answer honestly, Anew. Or I am going to have to break a promise I made to myself and use something really nasty. You may think that what you endured so far is bad, but this is nothing compared to, that."

"I swear, I do not know what you want." said Anew. Lunamaria could hear some fear in Anew's voice, a fear she shared completely despite not being the one interrogated.

And would she and Meyrin be next, if Anew couldn't provide him with the answers he wanted?

"You leave me no choice. I need the information now, so, I am sorry." said the man who claimed to be their Master.

Lunamaria expected him to take some torture implement from a cabinet and start unleashing abuse on Anew, but he only stared at her for a while. Lunamaria thought that his eyes glowed red for an instant, but it was so faint that she wasn't sure if she just imagined thing. However, something happened to Anew.

Her face relaxed, losing all expression, as she looked at her captor as if seeing him for the first time, and then she blushed like… like a maiden in love!

"What were you doing in the A-Laws military, Anew?" asked the man with a gentle voice.

"I am not supposed to tell you, but it can't be helped. I was monitoring Kati Mannequin's actions. The others calculated that there was a chance she would ally with Celestial Being. I was to monitor her, and assassinate her covertly if she established contact with them."

Meyrin and Lunamaria both gasped.

Anew looked at them and lowered her head shamefully.

"I'm sorry, Luna, Meyrin."

"What happened to you Innovados after Ribbons Almark died? He is dead, right?"

"Yes." nodded Anew. "Revive took over. His plan was to exploit the fact that Celestial Being only had four Gundams left, and build up the forces to overwhelm them later. But with six new Gundams appearing out of nowhere, all even more powerful than the previous ones, he decided to lay low and let the war die out while we create new Gundams of our own. Once we have enough, and Celestial Being lowers their guard, we can create trouble between them and the world government and at the appropriate time, crush them once and for all."

"Thank you, Anew." said the man in a gentle voice, patting Anew's hair. Lunamaria's eyebrows shot to her hairline at the blissful expression on Anew's face.

"And where are the Innovados hiding?"

Anew happily told him about five more people like her in the A-Laws military, their physical description, and the location of their main base, inside a large asteroid. She even told him about the base's defenses.

When she was done, the man patted her head again… and whatever he had done to her came undone.

Her happy expression turned into one of disbelief and fear.

"I am sorry for having used that." said the man with an apologetic expression. He walked to Lunamaria and loosened the ball gag, letting it hand around her neck like a fetish necklace. He moved to do the same with Meyrin.

"W-What did you do to me?" asked Anew, trembling.

"I collected a number of special abilities over the last few years. Things like teleportation, inhuman speed and strength, and so on. This is something a particularly vile individual tried to use against me, and as he did, I learned how to do it as well. I killed the guy and promised myself I wouldn't ever use it. But catching the rest of the Innovado before they could get more people killed is a matter of life and death, so… I made you an exception to the rule." said the man with a shrug.

"I am going to inform the rest of Celestial Being, and we'll plan an assault against that base. When I return, we will start your training."

Before Lunamaria or the others could protest, he disappeared again.

Lunamaria sighed in frustration, and glared at Anew, who looked away with a red face.

"Well, Anew? Don't you have anything to say to us?" spat Lunamaria.

Anew met her gaze with a sad expression.

"Luna, Meyrin, I am sorry. I… didn't want anything to happen to you. And the others would have killed you if they even suspected I told you about this."

"What are even the Innovado? You sounded like you were part of some cabal." asked Meyrin, her voice angry.

"…I suppose I am." sighed Anew, glancing back at the spot where the man had disappeared, before deciding to confess. "Innovado are human beings born artificially, with our genes modified to make us more efficient at certain tasks. We were created as part of Aeolia Schenberg's plan to save humanity. We were meant to be the stewards that would secretly give a little nudge here and there to help prevent humanity's extinction."

"But one of us, Ribbons Almark, convinced us that instead of guiding humanity from the shadows, we should lead it. That, instead of being unremarkable people in the background, we should move to the forefront and directly give orders to the top government officials. That we knew better than natural humans, being optimized for higher intelligence and reflexes, so who would be better suited to lead the naturals? So, we took over Aeolia's plan. Celestial Being fulfilled its role of forcing the world to unite. And they were supposed to disappear after that. Which they did."

"Obviously, they are still very much present." sarcastically said Lunamaria.

"That is where we went wrong, I think. Ribbons must have gotten drunk on power, and he started a repression campaign against those he saw as incurable idiots, contesting the decisions of his puppet officials. That is why he created A-Laws, a military corps that would answer to him, even if they didn't know it. And that is some time after that that Celestial Being returned, in answer to Ribbons's excesses. The rest, you already know."

"So it was all just a role for you?" bitterly asked Lunamaria. "All the sweat we poured together, all the meals we shared… You were secretly looking down on us 'naturals' the whole time?"

"No!" exclaimed Anew, panic visible on her face. "I never looked down on you. I hid those things from you, yes. But our friendship was real. Please believe me!"

"…I am not sure I can do that, after we all were played like fools." replied Lunamaria, trying to keep the hurt from her voice.

"I am a human being, too, even if the circumstances of our birth and childhood are different. And when I got to know you both, as well as Soma, I… I wanted all of us to survive the war... I had hoped that when it was all over, I could live a normal life, and we could still be friends. I have no interest in ruling over the naturals. I just wanted for humanity to survive the crisis Aeolia Shenberg had predicted, and following the Ribbons's plan seemed to be the best way to achieve it."

Lunamaria sighed and looked back at Meyrin.

"I need time to process this… Meyrin, do you see anything in this room we could use to free ourselves?"

"Even if there was anything, it's all useless if we're still bound to those crosses. They're bolted to the floor, and the restraints are too snug to slip out of them. We're screwed." sighed Meyrin.

"I wish you wouldn't be using that particular word in these circumstances." said Lunamaria.

"Yeah. Doesn't change the reality, though."

For a few minutes, they waited in a depressed silence, until Meyrin spoke.

"…Anew, what did he do to you, to make you speak?"

"…I do not know…" blushed Anew, her embarrassment flaring up. "If was like a switch had been flipped on. All of a sudden, he was the most handsome man in the world, and I wanted to do anything to please him, and nothing else mattered… If he had asked me to die for him, I would have."

Anew shuddered and blushed again as she remembered.

"And the worst is… even now, a part of me want him to do it to me again, to feel this kind of happiness again… When he patted my head, I felt… like I had found my place in the universe, like everything made sense… When he undid it, I felt like I had been abandoned, cast away."

Meyrin and Lunamaria both shuddered at her words.

It was obviously some kind of extreme brainwashing, but one done without machines or tools, and taking effect instantly? it was absolutely terrifying.

Then he returned, and Lunamaria looked at him with fear.

"A-Are you going to brainwash me and my sister?" asked Lunamaria.

"No." said the man as he shook his head. "The three of you are going to serve me, make no mistake about that. But using Psyconnect, that's the name of that ability, disgusts me almost as much as I'm sure it disgusts you. It is too easy, depriving your submission to me of its meaning, and if I were to brainwash my girls, they would all act the same way. It would be boring. No, you girls will receive more conventional training. You will hate it at first, but in the long term, you will remember it fondly. Once they accept that they are mine, I treat my slaves like girlfriends with a kinky side."

He walked closer to Anew and untied her from the chair.

As Lunamaria wondered if Anew would try to knock him down, her eyes widened when she saw light coming from his hands, coalescing into a black suit, seemingly made of shiny rubber.

"Put this on, Anew. The neck hole can stretch wide enough for your body to slip in."

Anew warily took the bodysuit, smelling a trap, but also not wanting to remain naked.

It looked quite thick and heavy, although Lunamaria couldn't be sure from a distance. Anew sat on the chair and inserted a leg inside, then the other.

The man claiming to be their master only watched as Anew pulled the suit up her legs, then over her hips and to her waist.

He helped her without a word as she struggled to insert her arms inside, and seconds later, Anew's body from the neck down was covered by shiny black rubber, including her feet and hands.

The man put a hand on her left arm, and they both disappeared. Less than a minute later, he returned, alone.

"What did you do to her?" asked Meyrin.

"I have locked her in a room." smiled the man, eying Meyrin and creating another black suit. "A comfortable room, that wouldn't be out of place in a billionaire's mansion."

"It can't be all you did. Where is the catch?" asked Lunamaria.

"The catch is double. First is the suit." nodded the man, draping it over the nearest bondage furniture before he started untying Meyrin.

"It looks like a thick latex bodysuit, but it is actually a golem. Maybe calling it a living cloth would be a more apt description."

"L-living cloth?" gasped Meyrin.

"Yes. And you are going to wear yours, Meyrin. Willingly, or not." said the man, taking the bodysuit and handing it to Meyrin. After hesitating a few seconds, she sighed, resigned, and took it. She walked to the chair and inserted a leg in it.

"What will it do to me?"

"it will deal with your sweat and other body wastes, for one thing. It is designed to be worn for weeks or months without needing to be removed. Aside from that, it will… stimulate you, making you constantly horny. And it will monitor you. When you do things that it approves of, like watching a movie or reading a book, it will reward you with more intense stimulation, maybe even a few orgasms. If you do something it doesn't approves of, it will instead lower the stimulation. That's it."

The suit dropped from Meyrin's numb hands, and she trembled as she picked it up again and inserted her second leg.

She had pulled it up to her waist when she asked.

"So, It won't… stimulate me if I don't watch TV or read a book? It doesn't sound too bad."

"You would be surprised, Meyrin." smiled the man. "No one can resist the allure of pleasure. It may sound easy to resist, but almost all mammals are just wired to seek sexual pleasure. You will find it harder to withstand than you think. At first, you will try to minimize the stimulation. But eventually, you will get addicted to it, and you will want more. You won't be able to stop yourself."

"But to answer your question fully, Luna, the other part of the catch is that the books and movies Anew and your sister will have access to all share a common theme. A heroine bound, pleasured against her will by pirates, rebels, tentacles, demons or whatnot, and eventually giving in and falling into slavery."

"It will take some time, but eventually, Anew and Meyrin will both become like those heroines. They will give in to the pleasure, and accept that they belong to me."

"I don't want to wear it anymore." said a horrified Meyrin, but the suit didn't intend to just let its host remove it. The suit's area around Meyrin's hips became rigid, squeezing her firmly like a corset, and she couldn't slip the suit down.

The man seized her right wrist, gently but firmly forcing it inside the suit, searching for the right sleeve. The suit was more than happy to assist, and the arm slid in without difficulty until Meyrin's right hand filled the suit's glove. Then the suit became tighter around her wrist, and Meyrin tried in vain to peel it off her right hand.

"You can't escape it, Meyrin." gently said the man. "Not unless you are prepared to swear your absolute loyalty to me right away, and mean it."

"Please… This is scary." pleaded Meyrin as he forced her left arm inside the neck hole and found the left sleeve.

"Would you prefer other methods to turn you into a willing slave? I guarantee you, this is one of the tamest. You won't feel any pain, and a lot of pleasure."

"No! I…"

It was too late, as the man seized the edges of the neck hole and pulled the suit up, covering Meyrin's torso and shoulders and letting it close around her neck.

She immediately tried to remove it, but the material around the neck suddenly refused to stretch, no matter how hard she pulled, and her rubber covered fingers lost their grip.

"Endure it, Meyrin!" called out Lunamaria. "I'll find a way to save us!"

Meyrin and the man disappeared, and Lunamaria sighed, wondered what it would be like to wear those living clothes.

How was she going to endure constant stimulation? It looked like she was about to find out.

The 'Master' returned, and untied her from the cross. She glared at him, wondering if she stood any chance to knock him down. But her opportunity disappeared almost instantly.

To her surprise he didn't create a suit for her, and instead had her stand in another part of the room. He bound her hands in front of her with black leather cuffs, then to a chain dangling from the ceiling.

Then he hugged her from behind, and started molesting her.

"What are you doing? Are you not making me wear one of those perverted suits?"

"No." chuckled the man. "Variety is important in a slave harem, and I made your sister and Anew wear those suits to make their training largely automated, since I will be mostly busy with you, you lucky girl. I am using another method, one that will require a lot more or my time, but is quite rewarding in its own way."

Lunamaria stifled a groan. His hands were… why did his touch feel so good? His fingers seemed almost charged with static electricity, and she shuddered.

"Anew and your sisters are being trained to love the feeling of tight latex on their bodies, as well as long-term edging and denial. They will be suitable as fetish maids or pets. But you, my dear Luna, I will train as a masochist slave. Consider it your reward for trying to punch me. Before long, you will come to love some pain to heighten your pleasure."

"It won't happen! I won't let you twist me!" gasped Lunamaria, her body heating up despite herself.

"By all means, resist as long as you can. It will make your eventual surrender more meaningful."

The sweet torture lasted a few more minutes, then he stopped and took something from one of the walls. A flog, with a dozen long strips of black leather.

Lunamaria tensed when the first blow fell on her ass, followed by others. It stung, but the pain eventually turned into a warmth that wasn't that unpleasant.

Lunamaria gritted her teeth to stop even the smallest grunt from escaping her lips. She didn't want to give him the reaction what he was after. Then the flogging stopped, and the hands were back again, giving her pleasure.

"This is how you will be trained, my slave." smirked her 'Master' as he continued his ministration. "Alternating pleasure and pain. At first, your subconscious will start to associate pleasure as a reward for enduring pain. Eventually, the two will blur together, and you will find a flogging or whipping arousing in itself. Your training will continue until you can orgasm from being whipped. Then, I will allow you to beg me to brand your body as my property, and to collar you as my slave.

"Never! You damn pervert scum!" cried Lunamaria, tears of frustration welling in her eyes.

"I can already hear the doubt in your voice, slave. Deep inside, you already know that it will eventually happen."

Lunamaria shook her head desperately when he rubbed her butt, the pleasure from his finger mixing with the warmth from the flogging.

She absolutely refused to admit, even to herself, that she didn't find this torture as unpleasant as she should.