Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? The Velvet Room (NSFW version)

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha drew in closer to Sakura's neck, and licked it, letting her long tongue trail her warm saliva along her skin, before breathing heavily on her wet throat. Letting her hot breath caress the Matou's neck, all the while patting against the purple haired girl's breasts, letting the pain subsist and fade. She didn't want her to grow used to it, but to let it seethe until she'd try again.

As if to draw Sakura's attention once more, Sascha reeled back, looking Sakura straight in the eye, and lightly pinched her nipples with her fingers. It would no doubt gain the Matou's attention, now that she knows how it feels to have her nipples pinched and twisted like that.

"It will only get worse for you, Fraulein." The Ghoul cooed softly, sweetly despite it being the farthest thing from her intentions. "So... kiss me on the lips. I will give you release... and more." She promises once again. Sascha would no doubt gratify her a bit more directly, but pain... that's not something she'd let go. Oh no. But she'd make it all the more pleasurable at the same time for Sakura.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

As Sakura continued to compose herself, her captor leaned in close, her hot breath teasing Sakura's sensitive skin. Then, the woman slowly and sensually trailed her tongue along her prisoner's neck, tasting the sweat that was dripping from the girl, leaving Sakura feeling humiliated, disgusted but, yet, also somewhat aroused. The extra spike of arousal, however, only made her feel even more humiliated and uncomfortable. As much as her body was reacting, Sakura absolutely did not want to submit to this woman. At the same time, she moved her hands to the captive's bare and sensitive breasts, patting them and Sakura's somewhat sore nipples in a manner that was both painful and very arousing.

Sakura began to moan a little once more, turned on despite her wishes by the combination of the drugs and her captor's erotic actions, her discomfort and frustration increasing once more as the sadist made her helpless captive suffer the consequences of her defiance. Then, having given Sakura a little taste of pleasure and frustration, the woman pulled back once more, staring her in the eyes and giving her nipples a light pinch, the sensitivity of her body such that even such a light touch caused her to let out a yelp of pain and screw up her face from the obvious discomfort. And, further, her body once again reacted to the manipulation of her sensitive areas, ensuring that her arousal remained frustratingly high.

"It will only get worse for you, Fraulein", her captor said in a soft voice that belied her sadistic intentions. "So... kiss me on the lips. I will give you release... and more."

Sakura glared at her despite the discomfort and nodded.

"No!" she said, her voice stressed from the discomfort she was in. "If I submit, you'll only torture me anyway!"

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha reeled her arm back, and lets it lash against Sakura's cheek with a backhand. Giving her a harsh smack, only to draw in closer to the Matou, and trail her moist tongue along the contour of her throat once again. The Ghoul tasted her juicy flesh with relish, yet... she relented from savouring her meal by not biting through her throat. Sascha did nibble on it though, lightly, grinning and chortling as her hot breath caressed against Sakura's skin.

"'Sho... shanj yer mihnd ye'?*" Sascha rasped out in her usual amusement, slurred as her mouth was currently occupied, not bothering to answer Sakura's question to her intent to continue along with torture.


* Translation: "So, change your mind yet?"

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

This time, Sakura's defiant response earned her a harsh slap to the face. Thanks to the drugs she had been given, the pain she felt was far greater than she usually would have expected, and she let out a load yelp as the girl's hand connected, her face stinging from the blow. Before she could react further, however, her captor leaned in and began to sensuously lick her neck once more, obviously enjoying the taste of her captive, and the feeling of domination over her.

Sakura began to moan once more from the arousal she was feeling as her captor licked at her, unable to resist the pleasure thanks to the drugs that had been forced upon her. Then, the cruel woman began to lightly nibble on Sakura's neck, causing the moans to intensify and become more pained, the drugs once again making her more sensitive. It was obvious her captor was enjoying herself very much, and she soon spoke up once more, her words barely comprehensible to the captive girl thanks to the position she was in. But, yet, despite that, Sakura could guess what she was saying, and reacted accordingly.

"N-no", she said, still moaning. "Y-you'll ju..st tor..ture me f-for fun a-anyway."

As much as Sakura felt uncomfortable and in desperate need of release, she knew submitting would only lead her captor to inflict even greater suffering on her. She certainly was not going to just give in, not until she really had no other choice. And, as uncomfortable and frustrated as she was, she was not yet at the point where she simply could not cope.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha's bite sunk deeper into Sakura's flesh, until her teeth pierced flesh and drew blood. It wasn't a huge wound on the Matou's throat, if anything, they were merely miniature cuts... but Sascha didn't care much for that. She wanted to see the no doubt excruciating pain shoot throughout the purple haired girl's nubile and nude body, perhaps... see pleasure come out of it, no matter how much she wished to deny it.

The East German slackened her jaws, and pulled away from Sakura, facing her directly again and once more. "You can think whatever you want for the moment... but tell me, what is the alternative here, hmm? The uncertainty of me torturing you even if you concede... or the certainty of me torturing you now, as a result of your stubbornness?" The mercenary woman clapped Sakura on the cheek twice. "Remember, Frauchen, I have time. You do not..."

As if to remind Sakura of her impending peril, Sascha nibbles the girl once more. Letting her teeth clamp around her already abused nipples, before biting down her left breast somewhat hard. It wasn't hard enough to break skin, but just enough to remind the Matou how uncomfortably frustrating her situation is, all the while, she rolled the nipple along her teeth, winding it left and right, as her bites intensified... only to soften. Not in that order necessarily, but it was random enough to be without rhythm.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura let out another yelp of pain as her captor responded to her defiant statement by biting into her neck, this time actively drawing blood from her helpless captive, her hyper-sensitive body ensuring that she felt much pain from the simple bite. Then, as small drops of blood flowed from the small, slowly-healing wounds, the girl pulled away, facing towards her captive in order to give her another lecture on the futility of defiance. Not even bothering to deny her intentions towards the prisoner, she instead began to talk about the certainty of torture if she did not submit, before slapping the girl lightly on the face twice, the pain disproportionate to the level of the impact once more.

However, despite the clear threat in her words, Sakura was not convinced. Yes, it was true that her captor would most certainly torture her if she did not submit, but it was likely also true that she would be tortured even if she did, her refusal to deny that only convincing her even more that it was true. And, whilst she could not avoid the pain, she could at least avoid the humiliation and degredation that would come from submitting to the girl's every whim. Eventually, she knew she would have no choice but to submit, when the pain and frustration became too much but, until that point, there was simply no benefit to doing so. Sakura knew that, if she submitted, the sadistic woman would simply make other, more humiliating demands of her and, even if she obeyed every demand, no matter how degrading, Sakura knew that the woman would find some excuse for making her captive suffer unbearable pain for her own sadistic pleasure.

Yet, despite her defiance, the pain and frustration would not simply vanish. Not even waiting for a response, her tormentor moved her mouth from Sakura's neck towards her rock-hard, abused nipples, taking the left one into her mouth and clamping her teeth around it. Sakura let out a hiss of pain as the girl's teeth put pressure on the hyper-sensitive nub, before letting out a loud scream as she bit down, her teeth pushing into the soft flesh around her nipple with just too little force to break through the skin.

This time, her captor did not stop there, instead rolling the nipple along her teeth, causing Sakura to let out moans of pleasure even as her face screwed up in pain from the rough massage the teeth were giving the sensitive nipple. The moans of pleasure were punctuated by more screams of pain as her captor bit down, the level of pain varying randomly in an effort to ensure that she could not become accustomed to the sensations being inflicted upon her. Her pleasured moans gradually became louder, but the sensation, punctuated by pain as it was, was not quite enough to bring her to orgasm and, so, it just left her frustrated once more. Finally, she couldn't take any more and, out of reflex, she called out.

"S-stop! P-please stop!" she said, hoping for a small respite from the pain, even if she had little intention of doing what the woman demanded of her.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Yet, for all of Sakura's attempt to make Sascha stop, the East German Ghoul did not, if anything, she only intensified her efforts all the more. Biting down harder, as small trickles of blood seeped out from miniature holes from the Matou's budding pink nipples raw with reddening inflammation. Unwilling to even spare a verbal retort on her part.

Sakura did not give her consent, as far as Sascha figured, only for her to stop. She wasn't going to, and especially not now, not when there was a flicker of defiance from within the Matou, and especially not when she refuses to give the Ghoul what she wants most -- a token of submission from the prisoner's part, a kiss.

Those in mind, the mercenary woman clasped her bare fingers along the other breast, and squeezed, letting her fingers dig into those soft mounded flesh of the former Tohsaka's, and played with them, roughly. Sascha wasn't gentle by any measures, and her fingers were not loving like Shirou's, they were rough, egotistical, and mostly concerned for her own selfish to see Sakura's resolve waver further. That her lack of pleasurable release, and the overwhelming pain would only dampen the Matou's willpower, or so Sascha planned.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

To Sakura's surprise and worry, her captor entirely ignored her desperate pleas for mercy. In fact, instead of stopping she intensified the torture, biting down hard enough to draw blood from the reddening nipples and, in the process, drawing a scream of raw agony from her now-very-frightened prisoner. Her eyes now tearing up as her face screwed up in agony, the captive continued to beg more and more frantically as her torturer simply continued, her arousal only adding to the extreme discomfort.

"P-p-plea..se s-stop. P-please!" she said, her voice full of anguish.

Yet, her captor simply took no notice, continuing to bite down harshly on the tortured nipple and, now, bringing her other hand to Sakura's previously-unmolested breast, digging in painfully and drawing more agonised moans from the now-sobbing prisoner. Once more, the cruel, uncaring manipulation had the effect of bringing Sakura's arousal higher, but not sufficiently to bring her to orgasm. Her frustration and pain grew as she continued to beg, desperately wanting the girl to stop.

"N-no! P-p-plea..se! I-I c-can't ta..ke any.. any more!" she said, almost choking on her tears.

Still, though, the woman ignored her, contining the torture with sadistic glee. Finally, her body wracked with agony and sexual frustration, she realised what the woman wanted. She wanted her to accept the demand, to offer to give the kiss she had been asked to give. And, this time, Sakura was simply in too much pain to resist.

"P-please st..op! I'll k-kiss you! I-I'll do wh-what..ever y-you want! P-please...", she said, trailing off pathetically as the agony and frustration finally caused her to break down and submit, at least for the time being.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Just the words Sascha wanted to hear, as Sakura's cries were received with great glee from the East German. But the Ghoul was not done just yet, pinching down on the nipples with a bite once more, before finally releasing the agonized teats from the grip of her fingers, leaving Sakura to some brief mercy and respite, but only just that; briefly.

Straightening her posture, she came close to the Matou's face, only a few inches away from her lips, as a look of expectation settled on the mercenary woman's face, looking knowingly at the Matou girl with some condescending sneer about her. This was it, the moment she wanted... the taste of Sakura's mouth.

"Well, Fraulein? I'm waiting." Sascha said oh so pleasantly, yet lacking the warmth that comes with kindness in her tone.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

To Sakura's utter horror, her captor ignored her desperate pleas once more, biting down hard on the left nipple whilst pinching the right sadistically. The effect was to elicit another scream from the captive, followed by more desperate begging.

"No! Ple..ase!" she said, desperate for the woman to stop.

To Sakura's relief, the woman finally stopped the torment, straightening herself up and leaning in towards the captive. Sakura could see the expectation in her eyes, along with a condescending sneer that told Sakura that she knew she'd finally won.

"Well, Fraulein? I'm waiting", she said in a falsely-pleasant tone, awaiting Sakura's response.

Sakura hesitated for a moment, before deciding that she dare not disobey this time. The woman had made her intentions clear with her prior actions, and if Sakura resisted again she was sure her captor would show her absolutely no mercy. Leaning in, hesitantly, she put her lips to her captor's, pressing lightly. A sense of abject humiliation washed over her, worsened by the fact that she was actually somewhat aroused by the situation. Unsure what exactly to do, she simply remained in place, going no further than strictly necessary but also offering no resistance to whatever violations her captor might inflict upon her.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sakura could feel Sascha's hand grip the back of her head tightly, keeping her firmly entrenched and locked in that kiss, as the German gaped her mouth open, and licked along the Matou's lips. She didn't make the kiss feel brief, if anything, it lasted longer than it should have, and just as much rougher. It was only after tasting a bit of Sakura's lips did the East German depart, gladdened to know that this was just the first step out of the former Tohsaka's compliance. The first... of many.

"Good, good, now, was that so hard?" Sascha cooed, before a feeling would creep into Sakura.

Sascha ran her fingers down to the Matou's nethers, and dug them into her puffy, horny folds, caressing against the wilting femininity with a dexterous motion about her fingers. They were adequately skilled, playing along with the the purple haired girl's crotch, all the while not indulging too much, lest the Matou suffer an orgasm too soon for Sascha's liking.

"And to the next part," the Ghoul drawled out, "use your teeth and unbutton my shirt like the good dog that you are."

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Obviously unwilling to accept any possibility of further resistance, Sakura's captor gripped the back of her head as she began to lick her prisoner's lips and ravage her mouth, making no effort to be gentle. Clearly enjoying the degredation she was forcing on her helpless captive, she held Sakura in the kiss for longer than was normal, her victim feeling ever-more disgusted as the woman exchanged fluids with her involuntarily. Then, finally, she pulled away, addressing her captive in a sickly-sweet voice.

"Good, good, now, was that so hard?" she said, obviously mocking the helpless prisoner.

As she spoke, Sakura felt the woman's hand trail down her body, obviously heading towards her still-soaked folds. Then, she began to carress her humiliated prisoner who, once again, began to moan with arousal despite the distress, disgust and humiliation she felt at the situation she was in. Sakura knew that the woman would not let her orgasm that easily, that she would want more and, soon enough, she was proven right. Continuing to pleasure her captive but careful not to allow her to reach orgasm, the woman addressed her, mocking and insulting the unfortunate victim without any pretense of respect as her torturer demanded that she commit an even more degrading and humiliating act.

Sakura frowned as she heard the woman speak, feeling utterly degraded. Yet, despite her obvious irritation, her sexual frustration and the pain that she knew would come if she did not do as she was asked was such that she felt obliged to react. As such, she reluctantly bent down, moving her mouth towards the top button of the woman's shirt. Yet, despite the fact that she was submitting to the woman's humiliating demands, she still was not truly compliant, moving slowly and with great reluctance. That, combined with the difficulty of the task presented to her and the distraction of the woman pleasuring her, meant that she made very little progress, instead somewhat half-heartedly fumbling around with the button as she continued to moan with pleasure, her face blushing with humiliation from the situation she was being forced into.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

It didn't occur to Sascha as she fingered Sakura, that her prisoner was being intentionally without compliance while she had tried to pinch the German's buttons out of their slit. It was only after a few grating moments, all the while she played with Sakura's horny femininity, that Sascha had realized that perhaps the purple haired girl was not in fact acting slowly due to pleasure, but due to some defiant reasoning. After all, Sascha's fingering grew slower in rhythm, only to see Sakura's response was the same as before... slow and cumbersome, annoyingly so.

Whatever pleasures Sakura had felt plaguing her ailing femininity, was halted. That sole source of relieving pressure came to a stop, and Sascha pulled her finger away, if only to dip it into her own lips, sucking out the juices with relish.

She didn't say anything just yet afterwards, only to instead show her displeasure with a quick smack of her palm against the unfortunate Matou's breast once more from the side. It was powerful enough to send those mounds rippling and shaking against one another.

"What did I say about playing stubborn, Schlampe?" As if to emphasize her point once more after announcing her displeasure, Sascha balls up her hand, and slams her knuckles straight into the side of Sakura's abdomen. It wasn't particularly hard by her standards, but it should knock the air out of the Magus's body. "Because I can very well easily renege on my part. I don't owe you anything, but you owe me... everything." And yet, despite her disparaging tirade, Sascha clapped her palm against the Matou's chin, and pulled her close to another rough start to a quick kiss to her abused lips. It was brief, and it was fast, but it was enough to sate Sascha's displeasure for the while. She parts away, and looks expectantly to the Matou. "Now, work faster on unbuttoning my shirt, Schlampe."

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura let out moans of pleasure as she continued to slowly and very reluctantly attempt to undo the woman's buttons. She hated what she was being forced to do but, yet, she also wanted release from the frustration she had been feeling for what seemed like ages. Yet, her reluctance and the residual sense of defiance she felt ensured that her progress was slow and, soon enough, the woman slowed down her manipulations. Sighing in frustration from the loss of pleasure, Sakura continued to perform her assigned task unenthusiastically, failing to even undo a single button due to her lack of interest in the task combined with the underlying difficulty of it.

Clearly frustrated by her slow progress, Sakura's tormentor decided to once more show the captive how helpless she was. Sakura watched as the girl brought the juice-covered finger to her mouth, sucking off the juices with clear enthusiasm, making Sakura feel even more degraded. At the same time, Sakura's sexual frustration began to build once more, becoming almost unbearable now. Then, without warning, the sadistic woman delivered a hard slap to the side of Sakura's breast, eliciting a loud moan from her prisoner and demonstrating her intentions quite clearly.

Now rather worried about what the girl might do to her, Sakura had no choice but to listen to her tirade, one which was punctuated by a sharp punch to the side of Sakura's abdomen, knocking the wind out of the captive girl and causing her to let out another moan of pain. Then, to once again demonstrate her dominance over the helpless prisoner, she pulled the captive into a rough but quick kiss, leaving Sakura feeling dirty and humiliated once more, wanting desperately to be free of this woman's grasp and feeling deeply worried about what might come in the future.

Hearing the girl's request, Sakura simply nodded, before getting to work. As much as she still distrusted the woman's intentions, right now Sakura was just desperate for release, and sick of the pain and abuse she was suffering. As such, when the woman insultingly demanded that she work faster on unbuttoning the shirt, she moved in to do as she was asked. Yet, despite, her genuine fear of what the woman might do, Sakura was still, deep down, deeply reluctant to follow the woman's command. It was humiliating and degrading, and something the woman had no right to demand of her. As such, whilst her progress did speed up somewhat, one of the buttons soon coming loose, she was still very slow, and clearly rather unenthusiastic about the task.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha frowned once more, it seemed there was still defiance yet burning in the stubborn captive, one she will have to smother out. So, she'd greet the Matou once again with another painful lash of a smack to her breasts again, on the same spot. She wanted Sakura to feel the burning sting of her slaps, to let her sensitive feelings receive the unbearable pain, and to remind the purple haired girl exactly who she was dealing with. That she was to remind Sakura to hasten her pace, and to work far more earnestly, otherwise, in Sascha's warped view, she would not 'reward' the Matou with some generosity, as humiliating and meager as it is.

"FASTER, you sow! Faster! I know you can unbutton my shirt better than that!" Sascha practically bellowed out, and watched the former Tohsaka with hawkish eyes, observing her progress, as to see if she'd make good on the intended orders or not... lest she suffer the consequences of a far more severe nature.