Ch 27: Springing the trap.

Asuna held Noah’s hand, as they teleported home. She immediately removed the metal parts of her outfit and unbuttoned the top of her vest, exposing her throat. She held her hairs out of the way for her Master to collar her again, but to her surprise, he only smiled at her.

“No today, my cute slave. I’ll help you change into your mistress outfit. You’re in charge of Lisbeth tonight.”

Asuna nodded in understanding.

Lisbeth entered the living room. Her flushed and sweaty face made clear that she was very aroused.

“We’re back, Lisbeth. Were you eager to see us?”

“There’s no way that’s the case! Just remove that damn thing already!”

“I’ll have you wait a bit.”

Noah produced a leather blindfold from his item storage and slipped it over Lisbeth’s eyes, and she groaned in mixed frustration and desire.

“Master, do you think Suzu will accept?”

“I think so. She didn’t immediately reject my offer, which mean she’s seriously considering it. The temptation will gradually erode her morals. And if she resists it, we can just take them like we took Lisbeth. As for Argo… I’ll give her a different kind of temptation tonight. Anyway, Lisbeth, wait patiently for Asuna to get changed. Then she will remove the chastity belt and train you. If you’re a good girl, she will reward you.”

“Hurgh, whatever…” retorted Lisbeth in a low voice, as she rubbed her thighs together.

Noah led Asuna into the room where he had stored most of the outfits he had created. Asuna removed her clothes, standing naked before him.

“Let’s see…“ Noah started selecting an outfit for Asuna. A purple latex bodysuit. Black latex opera gloves, that would reach nearly up to her shoulders. Thigh-high black leather boots with heels of moderate size. A black leather waist cincher. And lastly, a black leather belt, from which would hang a small riding crop.

He helped her get dressed, much to her appreciation, and took two steps back when he was done, drinking in the view. Asuna was a sight for sore eyes, with the bodysuit half open, exposing her deep cleavage. She decided to take a pose, flexing the crop between her hands.

“Do you like what you see? Maybe Master would like to try the other side?” she asked him seductively, exuding charm and confidence.

“I very much like. And thanks, but no thanks. I don’t have a single masochistic bone in my body. Repeat the rules for tonight, Asuna.”

“I must start by removing her collar, putting it in my storage, then fasten it back on her neck to gain control over her interface. No kissing on her lips or tongue action until she signs the contract. To give her pleasure, I can use my fingers, or toys of small or medium size, but no strap-on until she signs the contract. I can’t punish her with more than a spanking or a flick of the crop, as the goal is to make her like being a slave, not fear it. The punishment must also be justified. And I must make her cum at least four times tonight, but she also has to deserve it by following my instructions. I can remove her cuffs, but she must be bound and wear latex when I pleasure her, to nurture her liking for it.”

“Great, you remember it all. I’ll leave you to it, then.” Noah hugged her, kissed her deeply, and teleported away.

Asuna’s eyes blazed with determination. This was a test, she knew. She needed to prove, both to her Master and to the Goddess, that she could be a competent trainer. That she could take on some of her Master’s workload to give him more time. He would need a lot of it to get stronger, and she would assist him by helping him train his future subordinates and harem members. If she failed, she might not be allowed to follow him to the next test. Noah had implied that whatever those tests were might last for years, and being away from him for that long was simply unacceptable.

Asuna walked back to the living room. Lisbeth was still standing in the middle, and she turned toward her when she heard the sound of her heels. Asuna took a moment to admire her. But she had a job to do, and she got started. She started removing Lisbeth’s collar.

“Asuna? Is he, gone?” Lisbeth asked with hesitation.

“Yes. He’ll be back tomorrow morning.” She said, as she fastened the collar back around Lisbeth neck, where it belonged.

“I don’t suppose I can convince you to help us escape? If you can remove my collar…” Lisbeth blurted out, without really thinking.

*swoosh*

“Owww! What was that for” Lisbeth yelped as she felt something impact her upper left thigh. It stung for a moment.

“You should know better than to ask me that, Liz. I will not, ever, betray Master. If you dare suggest it again, I will spank and crop you until you squirm at his feet and beg for his forgiveness. Do not test me on this.”

Lisbeth lowered her head with a wince. The pain was already fading, leaving a heat that wasn’t wholly uncomfortable behind, but the harsh tone in Asuna’s voice scared her.

Asuna removed her blindfold, and Lisbeth’s eyes widened as she saw what Asuna was wearing. She couldn’t look away.

“While I am training you, you will call me Mistress. Do you understand, slave?” said Asuna with a softer voice.

“Yes, mistress.” Lisbeth nodded slightly.

“Good.” Asuna put her left arm around Lisbeth’s waist and pressed her tightly against her body. With her right hand, she started playing with Lisbeth’s breasts through the latex of her leotard. She kept eye contact with Lisbeth as she did, their faces almost close enough to touch.

Lisbeth, already in a sexual haze for having spent the whole day being denied, quickly got overwhelmed. Before long, her reason melted, and only the pleasure mattered. Her waist, as if having a mind on its own, started slowly humping Asuna’s body.

“Mistress… please…” She started pleading, desperate to feed the flames in her lower belly.

“Recite your mantra, slave.” She instructed, as she kept pleasuring her.

“Ahhh… I am a slave, and the personal property of my… Master.

I will obey and submit completely… to my Master in all ways.

My body, heart, and soul…ahhh... belong to my Master.

I will please my Master…. Ahn… to the best of my ability, as I exist only to please Him.

Oh… I have no rights, only privileges… that my Master may grant me.

I will… welcome Master's discipline…ahhh…  and will thank Him for training me."

Asuna smiled gently at Lisbeth.

“You did well, slave. You deserve a reward.”

Taking the key from the chastity belt, Asuna unlocked it, and slowly removed the belt from her Lisbeth’s waist.

Asuna hugged Lisbeth from behind, pushing aside the latex covering her crotch, and ran her fingers on Lisbeth’s slit and clit.

“Ohhhh…” Lisbeth moaned hotly as she shuddered.

“You can cum, slave.” Said Asuna, as she inserted two fingers in Lisbeth’s sopping wet pussy and started pumping.

Lisbeth convulsed, and Asuna held her firmly against her as she tried to milk her orgasm for as long as she could.

“Ahh… Ahhh…“ Lisbeth panted, eventually coming down from the peak of pleasure.

“You will thank your Mistress.” ordered Asuna.

“Yes… thank you…Mistress.”

“This is the kind of pleasure you will get every day, Liz, once you devote yourself to Master.”

“…Yes, Mistress.”

“But just once isn’t enough, right? You want more pleasure.”

“…Yes, please! I need more…”

“Follow me, slave.”

Inserting an index in the D-ring of Lisbeth’s collar, Asuna led her to the room where the heavy furniture was stored. She looked at Lisbeth with a seductive smile.

“Master told me, you know? He has noticed that you were watching very intently, when he put me in the vacuum bed. Do you want a taste of it, slave?”

Lisbeth only nodded slightly, staring at the vacuum bed, not trusting herself to manage to hide her eagerness if she spoke.

Asuna bent toward the bed and opened it, unsealing the side of the latex sheets. Using Lisbeth’s interface, she removed the leather cuffs around Lisbeth’s wrists.

“In you go, slave.” Asuna smiled, lifting the upper sheet.

Lisbeth came closer, crouched, and started entering the contraption. She twisted and laid on her back, crawling inside. Asuna helped Lisbeth push her head through the neck opening near the center.

“Spread your arms and legs more, slave.”

Lisbeth complied, and Asuna moved the slider of the seal, closing it.

“Almost ready.” She said, as she affectionately patted Lisbeth’s cheek.

Asuna walked back to the living room, retrieved the leather blindfold on the ground, and returned to slip it around Lisbeth’s head.

“You’ll appreciate it better like this. Thank me for this.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

Asuna smiled and pressed the green button on the box at the foot of the vac bed. The air pump was surprisingly quiet, only emitting a soft hum.

She watched in fascination as the latex sheet covering Lisbeth’s body started molding itself around her, tighter and tighter. Lisbeth let out of hot moan. When the pump turned itself off, the latex sheet was so tight against Lisbeth that she could clearly see every minute detail of the leather straps surrounding her torso. The helpless captive strained her body, but she was only able to wriggle a bit.

Humming to herself, Asuna started searching the many shelves on the wall for a ball gag and pair of vibrators. She wanted to see how many times she would manage to make Lisbeth cum in two hours.

…

Some time later, a very tired but satisfied Lisbeth was laying on the bed, hands secured in front of her in linked leather mittens, with Asuna’s arms and legs embracing her. Asuna was using her as a body pillow, but Lisbeth was too comfortable and tired to care.

“Mistress?” She asked tentatively.

“The training session is over, Liz. You can call me Asuna now.”

“Asuna, I’m wondering… How did you meet him? Why did you accept, being his slave? Sharing him with other girls? Even helping him train me?”

“Answering your last two questions first, I have decided to devote myself to him. You have seen the terms on the slave contract I signed. I take those words seriously. I belong to Master, and I will do anything to support him. And sharing him is, inevitable. No matter how much I want to have all his affection to myself, I know it is not possible. There are some circumstances you aren’t allowed to learn about until we get out of SAO. As for how we met…”

Speaking softly, Asuna related to her the details of her encounter with Noah and the days she spent as his captive, from her fainting in the labyrinth, to her reasoning when she decided to devote herself to her Master.

“…So, I signed the contract. And since then, every day is proof that it was the correct decision for me. While the contract stipulate that Master has every right to treat me as nothing but a tool and doesn’t need to care about my own happiness, he still treats me so preciously, like I am his greatest treasure. He values my opinion, and I know he will go out of his way to fulfil any of my requests if I ask anything from him. He loves me, and I love him so much!”

“I can see that…” muttered Lisbeth, more than a little envious.

“…Liz, there is one thing that Master told me, once. He told me that, in a proper Master and Slave relationship, an outside observer would have trouble determining who really is the Master, and who is the Slave. Now, think about your morning with Master, Liz. He woke you up, by giving you pleasure. He fed you. He washed you. He dressed you. And in return, he didn’t demand anything from you. He wouldn’t invest his time and effort in you if he didn’t care for you. If you were just a tool for him, he would have instructed me to deal with you from the start. He only delegated your training to me this evening because he has Argo do deal with... And maybe he wanted to see if I had the stomach to do it.”

“…Yes.”

“Good night, Liz.”

“Good night, Asuna.”

Lisbeth didn’t fall asleep immediately, despite her exhaustion. Seven orgasms had taken a toll on her body, but Asuna had given her a lot to think about.

…

While Lisbeth and Azuna were having their pillow talk, Noah was driving Argo into exhaustion, pounding her into oblivion. She made small groans as she couldn’t think about anything, her mind blank as she was swallowed by waves of pleasure. And as Noah was giving her another creampie, she simply fainted.

Watching her go limp on the mattress, Noah slowed, shifted her position so that she would be more comfortable, and gently extricated himself from her.

For a long moment, he reflected on his plan, struggling with guilt. What he planned to do could only be considered to be betrayal, even if he was confident that she would forgive him, in the end.

But his mission didn’t change. He needed her, and he needed for her to be absolutely loyal to him.

Noah took two items from his item storage.

The first looked a lot like the slave collar, but was thinner, with only one prong on its buckle, and would easily pass as a fashion accessory, not an actual slave collar. People seeing it would simply think the accessory was part of her cat persona, as she already had fake whiskers on her cheeks.

“Slave Choker. The wearer cannot unequip this item. Share the control of the wearer’s interface with the individual who last possessed the Slave Choker in their item storage. Adult Content Protection is disabled. Hidden effect: Significantly promote the wearer’s production of dopamine and serotonin.”

The description and its effect were almost identical to that of the slave collar. Unlike it, the choker didn’t deprive the wearer from control of their interface. Argo would still be able to use her inventory, equip or unequip items, to use her social functions. However, she would not be able to reengage the ACP and automatically send Noah to prison. She would not be able to remove the choker. And Noah would be able to play with her interface, since its control would be shared.

The second item was a chastity belt, made of black leather.

“Leather chastity belt. Indestructible. While locked, this item cannot be unequipped. The wearer must choose a three-hours’ time window, occurring every day, during which the belt will randomly stimulate the wearer. This setting can only be modified once every three days.”

Since his decision was made, Noah fastened the choker around Argo’s neck. Then, using her interface, he equipped the chastity belt on her body. Argo didn’t wake up. Noah inserted the key into the small hole in front of the belt and turned the key. The item’s description changed from “Leather chastity Belt – Unlocked” to “Leather chastity belt - Locked”.

Noah took a quick shower, dressed in his battle outfit, and left the inn where Argo had rented a room.

He expected she would soon wake up, and she would be so, so pissed.