Chains Willing Ch. 06

My body spasmed out of control and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Too much pain, Goddess, unbearable with such torment. Mistress Koren, my love, I thought that'd I'd be okay. I was not going to be okay for much longer. My hell was fraught with perversion.

Bartaine

Lady Eve picked me up and attached the hook to the straps on my back, hanging me up from the rope where the chandelier should have been. The Queen brought forth a nine-tails to my chest and I whelped in agony like a wounded deer.

"Feet apart, slave," the Queen demanded.

With reluctance, I spread my feet. The nine-tailed flogger met my crotch with a hard thump and I jumped. Over and over, a dance with the stars. My head spun from it all, my butt being whipped by Lady Eve, my crotch being destroyed by the Queen. By the Goddess, my hell was everlasting.

Horin

"Tits out, dear," said Lady Eve, striking my nipples with the reed.

I shook tremendously, but stuck out my breasts and embraced her punishment. The Queen stood behind me and pushed her knee between my legs so that I straddled her thigh. With a small wooden stool, she put her foot on it and lifted me up off my feet so that my body weight crushed my privates. My legs trembled hysterically. My hell was unbearable.

Sir'Fullar

As I straddled the Queen's thigh, and over the pain of the plugs being pressed further into me, and the burning squirming worm in my pee hole, and my hardening cock aching from swelling in such a confined space, I began attempting to say stop through the ring gag. It didn't sound like the word stop. I could only breath through it. I could only moan and scream.

"How about this?" asked the Queen.

The Queen took my breasts in her boney grey hands and pinched my nipples while, at the same time, Lady Eve slapped my tummy with an open hand and spat in my mouth. What am I? A slut, I said. What do I eat? Cock, I said. How do I eat? Through my butt, I said. What do I love? Punishment, I said. Do I really though? Undoubtedly so ... To the deep of my heart, bitches. My mind flooded with pain and I screamed, losing thought, when the Queen grabbed the sides of the chastity belt and lifted it up so that the leather thong slid further up to point of madness. My hell was unlike all the others.

And Rei

They tied one of my legs up, ankle to thigh, and had me balance on the wooden stool on one foot as I hung from the rope at my back. Lady Eve continued with the reed to my inner thighs, further painting my body in red streaks. The Queen stood next to me, one hand on my crotch pressing tightly, the other on my back raking my skin with her sharp fingernails. I didn't understand their infatuation with crushing my privates. By the goddess, I was actually useless. My pain was the only form of entertainment they wanted. I was so damn good at suffering, but I was so damn done with it. I wasn't into it anymore. This wasn't what I wanted. I wanted my Mistress back. I wanted to see her so fucking badly. At least her pain was out of love. My hell was remorseless.

"What does a good girl say?" asked the Queen sweetly into my ear.

Thither er thou

"Cah aye hah moah, mah Qeen?" I said through the ring gag.

They smiled and gave me fucking more and worse. They tied my other leg, ankle to thigh, and I hung from the straps around my chest and stomach. With paddles and whips and floggers and wax ... I was made a mess of tears and misery. My body, red with new pain, black from old pain, blue from being crushed and hung and tied up. Lady Eve lowered me to cock level and held my head up to the Queens grey bushy pubes.

"Tongue it, dear," she said.

So, I stuck my tongue through the ring and licked the sweat from the Queens old bush. She giggled lightly and pushed my head further down. My tongue found her big bulging clitoris and I pressed the tip of it against her. She moaned at it. Her taste was bitter with age and experience. I circled my wet pink tongue around and around her bead and then tongued her pee hole, tasting her bitter age. Following, she forced my head down more and I stuck my tongue as far as I could up into her vagina. By the Goddess she was loose, I assumed from Lady Eve's cock. Her pussy pressed around my lips and I took in her juices. I couldn't breathe for my nose was pressed against her clit and my mouth was enveloped by her labia. My hell was sickly sweet.

Fainting ever for'ard into darkness

She withdrew herself from my face leaving strings of pussy juice running down my cheeks and chin. Lady Eve stepped into view and slid her dark old cock through the ring into my mouth with a firm thrust. She kept herself in me forever. I squirmed and wriggled as much as I could to show to them that I was actually dying. Her cock was taking the life from me. I groaned and screamed and moaned and cried louder than ever. I couldn't take it. Goddess, kill me. Goddess, my hell was the best.

And yet ... I couldn't take it any longer.

"Oh dear," said the Queen with a sudden fright of seeing my eyes go darkly.

Fall forth and raid

"Pithy I laugh, at Queen's bones and Hag crow's feet. When flesh into metal, when metal reflects mage-craft, dark. My skin was hardier than swords, darker. Mighty my skin glistened with light on blood on metal, the darkest. With bones heavier than most and souls darker than their hosts, when I fall forth, I faint ever for'ard into ... Darkness."

Well, at least that's what Sir'Fullar, told me to say.

"Why bother talking to the Goddess?" he said, "When we can reply instead."

-Beadrieth, The Meadow-

Mai took a deep breath. "I won't mess this up," she said, sighing into her palm.

When Bead woke, she lay on her back, on the table next to the stand. Her bindings were cut free and collar loosened. As she wiped the grogginess from her eyes, Mai sat next to her and looked down on her. Bead returned the glare. Mai was still naked but the pink fleshy portion of her cock was hidden up in its sleeve. K'Oren seemed to have ventured off, most likely bored of playing with someone else's slave.

"I think these have been on long enough," said Mai, reaching down to Bead's cock and sliding off the worms.

Bead cringed from the slight discomfort, but the worms simply released their hold and slid off her cock and scrotum. Mai then plucked the two worms off her nipples with a quick turn of her wrist.

"Do you like your breasts?" asked Mai, "They're big and lovely now aren't they?"

Bead shook her head and gave her a little smile. Her breasts were huge for such a small girl. They weren't so excessive that they hung down to her belly button, but they were indeed bigger than Mai's breasts, and they hung rather healthily from her chest.

Mai slid her hand back down to Bead's crotch and cupped her privates with a snug grip. Her hand was so big and Bead's privates so small that she held her cock and balls, and used her middle finger to massage her butthole. Bead moaned through her nose as she spread her legs and stuck her butt out more for Mai to have easier access.

"Is it sore? Does it ache?" asked Mai.

Bead nodded. "Dreadfully so," finishing with a smile.

Mai smiled in response, then picked her up from under her armpits and set her on her lap, letting her slave straddle her big green thighs. Now facing each other, their breasts squishing into each other, bead's cock rested on top of Mai's, they glared into each other's eyes with a bit of confusion.

Mai spoke first. "I feel that maybe I started off a little too headstrong."

Bead smiled and chuckled through her nose. "Just a little I s'pose."

The feeling fluttering about Mai's chest was foreign to her. It had been only axes and broadswords with a blackout brawl at an Odrean pub since that moment, the moment she felt the faint gusts from butterflies in her chest. She blushed at the little pale red headed slave straddling her lap. Her pale green skin blushed more so prevalent than the darker Oro'keen. Bead blushed as well, in response to the awkward kindness of a warrior huntress.

"H-How," Mai coughed, fixing her composure, then continued, "How would you like to be my companion? I—"

She stopped. Bead wrapped her little sinewy arms around her waist, causing her heart to panic with further foreign feelings. Her little hands were so soft to the touch, it tickled her tough Odrean skin.

"Um," choked Mai. "The laws of our kind limit your stature to only an Al'kenet, a slave. But I would like it if you thought of yourself as my companion," blushing further into full redness, "I- um, but still, how would you feel being—"

"A lover to someone of a different species?" finished Bead. "I guess I'd have to live with it."

Not good enough, Mai's heart sank a little. "But that wasn't my question."

Bead paused. She thought about it. She weighed the fact that she could have been a rich little snob that married her uncle and went shopping with the elite, against being a slave to a female Orc with the cock of a horse. Then she considered her sudden kindness. She too felt a burn in her chest. She too felt the longing urge of love that, for some reason, emanated from a tall beastly warrior of a different species.

"If you would love me. I would love you back," replied Bead.

Mai smiled and released a deathly long held breath out of her lungs. "You're not just saying that?"

Bead shook her head. She didn't know why, but she came to the consensus that she rather liked being dominated by her Master opposed to being dominated by the old hairy cock of an old rich man. Mai's muscles were so pronounced and attractive, now that she had the time to observe her Master's body. She slid her hands up to Mai's collar bone and traced her fingertips down over Mai's solid, well-shaped, breasts and to her dark green nipples. Goosebumps roused to her Masters skin and she bit her lip at all of her dominant physiques. Then her hand drifted down to her ribcage and...

"Oh, one of your ribs is misplaced?" she asked with a little concerning chirp.

Mai lifted her eyebrows at her slave. "Yes. Thought nothing of it. Why?"

Keeping her hand over her wounded rib cage, Bead glared up at her Master with her adorable eyes. Then... With a chant, Bead said, "Light forms from hereafter and gathers before thee."

A sudden burst of pain erupted in Mai's ribcage and she groaned out loud like a beast being speared. Her eyes beamed hatred at her slave, anger with stinging scorn. Bead cowered in her lap, covering her face with her forearms.

"Please," she said, "I'm a white mage. I can fix things, see?" She grabbed Mai's hand and guided it over her ribcage so that she could feel that her broken rib had been set properly. "I can heal you when you are wounded. I can help you. I'm a good girl, see?"

And it was healed greatly, Father of Trees, her slave willingly healed her. With sudden light and ease of pain, Mai changed her disdainful glare to a gentle kind grin. The two held hands for a moment longer before Bead pursed her lips as if she was about to say something, and Mai's chest nearly burst with glee.

"I'm not lying to you for senseless kindness," replied Bead, blushing to the point of peeing herself, "I will love you back. I swear it. Because," tears trickled down her cheeks, she sobbed, "I no longer need stupid potions to be who I wanted to be. I'm addicted to you now."

Mai bit her lip. Bead might have peed a little. Mai took Bead's arms and put them held them behind her back with one hand, with the other she grasped a handful of her slaves lush red hair and held her head closer to her face. Bead, being dominated, began grinding her little cock against Mai's solid abs and gasped faintly out of arousal.

"If you could ask me to change something. What would you ask?" said Mai.

Bead paused for moment and thought. She glared into Mai's eyes as her little cock sprung to life against her master's stomach.

"I would ask you if you could grow your hair out," she said, "And maybe, like, wear a dress once in a while?"

Mai giggled like she hadn't had before, like a girl. "I haven't worn a dress since I was a little dreg shieldmaiden. Perhaps, yes. My hair would likely cause me harm in a battle. That's why I wear it shaven."

Bead's eyes became full with adorableness, to the point Mai had to retract some words. "I'll tell you what," with a smile, "If you take my whole fist into your ass and refrain from passing out, then I'll start growing my hair out for you."

Bead smiled. "I'll try to be the naughtiest little girl for you. I swear it. I'll make your friends jealous with rage."

Mai giggled, again. "Then get on all fours."

Bead nodded and slid off her lap onto the table, on all fours with her back arched down and butt in the air. Her breasts hung down and slapped into each other and her cock and balls dangled in between her thighs. Mai stood behind her and bit her lip at her slave's lewd posture.

"Mmm, your tits are to die for," said Mai, taking one in her hand and squeezing it between her fingers.

She then released it and traced her fingertips down Bead's side, tickling her, and to her cock. With a full grip she took Bead's cock and balls at the base and held them. Bead moaned at the pressure around her privates. Mai reached over to the bowl of slime and gathered a wad on the tip of the pointer finger of her free hand.

"Are you ready, Red Dove?"

"Yes, Master," replied Bead, closing her eyes, preparing herself.

With her pointer finger, she gently circled her slave's opening. She'd then press the tip in and out slowly. Again, in and out. Licking her lips, she slid her finger in. First segment, second segment, knuckle ... gasp ... "How many was that?"

"One," said Bead, wincing.

Mai pressed her middle finger in gently, one segment at a time. Bead breathed deeply and exhaled, concentrating deeply and praying to any Goddess she could.

"How many was that?"

"Two," replied Bead, legs trembling.

"Are you sure?" asked Mai with a smile, gripping onto her slave's cock and balls.

"Yes," winced Bead, "Yes, I'm sure, Master."

"Okay then, here comes three."

The third finger burned greatly as it slid into her anus. Bead wanted to scream but she bit her lip instead, with her eyes still closed as she concentrated deeply.

"Three," said Bead.

"Good girl," cooed Mai, sliding her pinky finger into place.

Bead let out a hefty breath, releasing her agony silently out into the cavernous valley. "By the Goddess, fuck," she gasped, "F- Four."

"Are you ready for the last one?" asked Mai, smiling at her slave's discomfort.

Bead shook her head rapidly. "Oh, it's too much," she groaned, "Please, put it in me."

Mai leaned forward and kissed her slave's butt cheek. "Very well then."

Her thumb slid in and she pressed firmly, widening Bead's opening. She gasped loudly, in pain, in overwhelming agony. She squeezed her eyes shut to the point of tears, and pressed her fingernails and toes into the wooden table, scratching it. "F-f-five?" She squeaked.

"Shush, relax your butt," said Mai.

"Okay," said Bead, gasping, exhaling deeply, and then holding her breath in anticipation for the girthiest portion of her Master's wrist.

Mai's knuckles slid into the opening, immense pain erupted from her butt as she felt every knuckle pass through. Then, by the Goddess, her Master's wrist popped into her hole with a sudden release of pleasure. Bead let out the breath she held, in relief. Mai pressed deeper and deeper, wrist bone, then a little further.

"Oh, wow slave," said Mai, "What a slut you are taking your Master's fist into you."

"Oh, Goddess, thank you," moaned Bead.

Mai laughed. "You're so warm and squishy inside. Humans are so interesting. An Elf would have died doing this."

"I might die," wheezed Bead, pressing her head down onto the table.

"Oh shush. You're fine. Just take it," laughed Mai. "Look! K'Oren!"

Mistress Koren walked up with a bow in hand, a bundle of wild horned-rabbits in the other, eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Look K'Oren," said Mai, "I fit my whole fist into my Kenet's butt! She didn't faint either!"

K'Oren smiled and chuckled a little, shaking her head. "Well that's just—"

A silence deadened the vast beauty of the cavernous valley. A sudden sharp pulse of spirit energy surged through the air, skimming the grass and the trees as if it were wind. Mai and K'Oren panned their eyes about the valley, scanning for dark visitors.

With suspicion, "Do you feel that imbalance?" asked K'Oren.

Mai, still wrist deep in Bead's butt, replied, "It came from the temple. What are your parents doing in there with Liana?"

Beadrieth gasped in pain from being so insanely penetrated, then, "Liana!? She said something. Something dark. Oh Goddess—"

"What?" asked K'Oren.

Tears running down her face, Bead pointed at the Castle in the Wall, "You must away to her, she's—"

K'Oren dropped her bow and catch, and ran to...

-Illiana, the Castle in the Wall-

"Mother!" screamed Mistress Koren, bursting into the master bedroom, "What have you done!?"

K'Oren froze in the doorway, eyes wide, mouth open, both appalled and shocked with awe. The Queen reclined on her bed and crossed her arms over her breasts as Lady Eve kneeled, naked, next to a suit of black armor that laid on the floor with its arms and legs sprawled out.

Oh, I heard the sweet voice of my Love but I couldn't listen. I was trapped in the armor. My head spun aimlessly into a void of dark magic as I laid there, too weak to lift my arms and legs. I wasn't sure if it was because I was weak, or the armor too heavy. I mean, it was Sir'Fullar's armor, his sacred black skin, after all. He lent it to me, from the Eternal Realm. I was ever grateful.

"Where is Liana?!" demanded K'Oren, eyes beaming anger at Lady Eve.

Lady Eve stood and slid on her purple robe. "It was an accident, you should know."

The Queen shrugged, with a faint grin. "We were only doing our thing. You know?"

K'Oren hissed at them out of immense rage. "Breaking slaves? You wanted to break my Liana!?"

Lady Eve shook her head, but the Queen spoke before she could answer. "She summoned Sir'Fullar's armor, in defense. She's fine," she said, nodding her head at the suit of armor on the floor.

K'Oren dashed over to the armor and straddled it, staring into its eye slits to see her slave. By the Great Daemons, I heard her lovely sweet voice but I couldn't stray from my ever-falling path. I fell forward into my hell. I fainted into its darkness and my Love, her voice faded away into nothingness...

-Illiana, Lost on the Shores of Time Eddy Seven-

I was naked as usual. Sand coursed through my fingers as I pushed myself up. A wave broke on the shore and sent chilling foamy wash over my legs. I glared at the ocean. I had never seen such a thing before, only stories of an endless blue horizon. Gulls whined as they glided overhead and I watched them scatter about picking up random doodads on the beach. I took a deep breath of salty ocean air and smiled.

"You're quite chipper," said the woman behind me, "You know that?"

I turned, half frightened half interested. A girl, not a woman, stood just a few paces away from me. Her hair, long, curly, and brown. Her eyes, a deep glittery blue. Her body was such as mine, pale and proportionate to that of a young woman. She wore a loose white linen gown, and her feet were bare. I smiled at her.

She smiled back, but in a weird sort of way, with some kind of disdain. Her smile said that I wasn't welcome, wherever I was. She then fluttered her wings at me. My eyebrows rose with surprise. A fairy? They were like those of a dragonfly, but for a person, though still faintly insect-like.

"Um, hello?" I asked her.

She smiled at my confusion. "You don't recall my aura? I killed those four Spellswords for you, with my Judgement District."