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

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura looked up apprehensively as her captor stepped towards her, bracing herself for the impact. To her surprise, though, instead of a strike to her hands, Sakura felt the impact of the cane against her back, causing her to let out a loud moan of pain. Before she could even react to the unexpected attack, Sakura felt the woman's now-bare foot push down on her head, forcing her face to the ground humiliatingly. Then, with her captive in a suitably-submissive position, she began to strike her repeatedly, hitting exposed parts of her body at random.

Sakura moaned in pain with every strike, the cane leaving nasty red welts wherever it hit. Once more, though, her body reacted automatically, the combination of the drugs and the pain making Sakura ever-so-slightly more aroused, her frustration growing accordingly. Sakura felt humiliated and desperate, wanting nothing more than for the constant torture and abuse being inflicted upon her to end. Of course, Sakura knew that her captor was enjoying her suffering far too much to simply stop, and the knowledge that she would suffer greatly no matter what she did terrified the tormented, helpless captive.

The beating continued for some while, Sakura's eyes beginning to tear up once more as her captor heaped more and more pain upon her tortured body without any sign of mercy. Finally, though, the woman spoke, addressing the mistake that had "caused" her to punish the prisoner so harshly.

"Du kleine Schlampe, just HOW do you exactly intend to fix my socks that you fucking TORE OFF?!" she said, her voice full of anger that Sakura was sure was just for show.

Nevertheless, despite the obviously-fake nature of her captor's anger, Sakura had no choice but to treat it as real, lest she give her sadistic mistress more justification for further torture. As such, her head still pressed to the ground by her captor's foot, she made another grovelling apology.

"Sorry, mistress", she said, her voice muffled by the fact that her face was pressed into the floor. "It was an accident. Please forgive me!"

Her apology done, Sakura remained pressed to the floor, feeling humiliated and frightened of what was to come. All she could do was hope her captor would this time show some level of mercy towards her poor, defenceless slave.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha satisfied herself with another lash to Sakura's back, coming harder than the last few beatings the former Tohsaka had to endure. It left the pristine skin on Sakura's back raw and angry, forming an impression of the cane's shape, and with it, discoloration that came with bruising. Bohn kept on going a few more times, as she watched for Sakura's expression, and to gauge the sincerity of her apology, not that she cared for it to begin with.

"Just how sorry ARE you?" Sascha posed, pressing her foot on the back of Sakura's head, as the East German made her kiss the floor... oh the pleasure of seeing someone once defiant grovel, and admit to be something they hate most is quite exciting to the Ghoul to witness. She could not help but want more of this.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura's captor's response to her desperare begging came soon enough, in the form of another lash to the back, even harder than before. In response, the captive let out a scream of pain and began to sob, desperate for the torture to end. But, her captor once again showed her slave no mercy, striking her several more times, each slash leaving another angry welt on her captive's pristine skin, and eliciting another scream from the defenceless prisoner. Then, finally, she stopped and addressed her captive yet again, pressing down on Sakura's head with her foot and forcing it into the dirt as she did so.

"Just how sorry ARE you?" she said, obviously enjoying the power she had over her bound and defenceless victim.

"I'm really sorry, mistress. I'll do anything you ask! I'm really, really sorry!" Sakura responded, the begging almost a reflex now.

Yet, despite her desperate and sincere begging for mercy, deep down, Sakura didn't mean any of what she had said, although it would be very difficult to tell. She was now willing to do and say almost anything to avoid further pain, but she still knew in her heart that the only person doing anything wrong was her tormentor. No amount of torture, sexual abuse and forced self-degredation could stop her from understanding the true nature of her situation, at least not for a long time. Sakura was simply too strong for that, and had been through this sort of treatment before.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha didn't really bother to believe Sakura, earnest or not, if she meant her words in either cases. So, she approaches the table, picking up what appeared to be a bottle of some sort. A sauce bottle, more precisely. Sascha twists the lid around, unlidding the sauce bottle, before sniffing the noxious fumes of stinging crisp, she could smell the sheer scoville rating on the fluids... it caused her nostrils to tingle. She brings the bottle on over to what appeared to be a dildo on the table, it was long, purple, wholly inappropriate and beaded with some semi-spikes. Protruded enough in pointy bumps to be felt in entry, yet blunt enough not to cut skin.

"You'll do anything I say, eh?" Sascha repeated with a growing crescent of a grin. She pours some of the hot sauce all over the floppy dildo, letting it soak throughout the tip, before chucking the length over to Sakura. If Sakura grasped the lubed up end of the dildo smeared in hot sauce, she could feel her skin burn from making contact with the seasoning. Sascha places the bottle back on the table. "I am not that thoughtless, as you'd know. If you're really sincerely sorry, then I will forgive you if you were to say... stick that up your asshole. Play with it, and enjoy. You did say you were going to do anything I ask, after all." That saccharine sweet tone of Sascha's was as sincere as her mercy for Sakura. Practically non-existent.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

The pressure on her head from her captor's food removed as the sadistic woman walked over towards the table, Sakura was able to look up and watch what she was doing, awaiting the inevitable punishment with a mixture of apprehension and resignation. Yet, resigned as she was to yet more suffering at her cruel captor's whim, her eyes still widened in horror when she saw the woman pick up a bottle of what she recalled was a brand of extremely-hot chilli sauce.

Oh God, what's she going to do? Sakura thought, horrified.

Sakura's horror only intensified when, after sniffing at the bottle briefly, the woman moved to retrieve an extremely nasty-looking dildo from the table. It was wide, long and spikey, clearly designed to inflict suffering on its victim rather than to bring them pleasure. The woman's intentions became quickly obvious as she addressed her victim, grinning cruelly.

"You'll do anything I say, eh?" she said as she began to pour the sauce liberally over the tip of the dildo, providing an extremely painful lubricant.

"Please... no...", Sakura said, desperately begging for mercy but, of course, none was forthcoming.

The terrified captive braced herself as the woman began to approach but, to her surprise, instead of administering the punishment herself, she threw the cruel device over to her captive, obviously desiring to find out the depths to which Sakura had sunk. Would she be willing to inflict agonising pain upon herself at her captor's demand, without even a promise of mercy afterwards?

"I am not that thoughtless, as you'd know. If you're really sincerely sorry, then I will forgive you if you were to say... stick that up your asshole. Play with it, and enjoy", her captor said in a faux-cheerful tone. "You did say you were going to do anything I ask, after all."

Sakura paused for a moment, considering whether she should obey, or just throw the dildo back in the woman's face. It was obvious now that her captor had absolutely no desire whatsoever to show her even the slightest hint of mercy. Even obeying her every command would result in unbearable suffering for as long as she was a prisoner.

Yet, at the same time, as much as she desperately wanted to fight back, if she refused the woman's order, she knew that it would not spare her the pain. The woman would simply restrain her and use the dildo herself. And, then, she would punish Sakura even more for her defiance. As long as escape was not a realistic possibility, obedience was the only sensible alternative, however degrading or painful the actions demanded were.

And, so, spreading her legs and bending over forward so that her ass was pointing up into the air, Sakura gingerly moved the dildo towards the tight hole, comforting herself with thoughts of how she would gleefully watch as Rider violated her captor with the same dildo after she and Shirou inevitably came to the rescue. Positioning the dildo above the hole, but not yet in contact, Sakura paused for a moment, her hand shaking with apprehension. Then, realising that she had no other choice, Sakura moved the dildo towards her body, making contact with the hole her captor had ordered her to inflict such pain upon.

As soon as the dildo came into contact, a burning sensation came over her, her anal ring feeling like it was on fire from the sauce. Sakura let out a gutteral scream of pure agony, reflexively pulling the dildo away from the hole as her face screwed up in a look of unparalleled burning pain. Yet, even doing so did not reduce the pain, and Sakura soon began to scream and shout frantically.

"AHHHHH! Hot!!! It's hot! AAAAAHHH! No! It burns!" she said, babbling incoherently as her eyes teared up once more.

Yet, despite the agony she was now in, Sakura knew she had no option but to obey her captor's commands, however agonising they might be. So, she moved the dildo into position again and, once again, pushed it inside, a little firmer this time. As a result, the tip of the dildo went a little deeper inside her, causing her to emit another gutteral scream of agony, her insides now beginning to burn also, and pull the dildo out once more.

"AAAHHH! Please! It burns! No! Please, have mercy! It's hot!" she said, again babbling incoherently, now in tears from the pain.

Yet, despite her pleas, she knew no mercy would be forthcoming. She had no choice but to do as she had been ordered. Gritting her teeth, Sakura pushed the dildo inside once more. This time, she held her nerve, and did not pull out even as the burning agony began to spread, her insides feeling like they were on fire from the effect of the chilli.

"Owww! Oww! Hot! It hurts! Please! AAAHHH!" she said, screaming and begging as she forced the dildo slowly inside herself.

Yet, despite the obvious agony she was in, this time she managed to complete the task, pushing the dildo deep inside her. The unbearable burning pain made worse by the way the dildo stretched her open, and the way the spikes scraped against her insides as the dildo was pushed in.

Then, as instructed, she began to "pleasure" herself, moving the dildo in and out, slowly at first and then gradually faster. At first, the pain only grew worse as the dildo massaged the hot sauce into place and scraped against her sensitive insides, causing her to scream hysterically.

"AAAAAAHHHH! Owwwww! Hot! AHHHH! It burns!" she said, her agony still obvious.

Gradually, though, the pain began to recede slightly, replaced by a feeling of numbness. She was still in unbearable agony, and her constant, desperate screams demonstrated as much, but the pain was slowly going down. And, whilst the pain she was in was simply too great for her to feel any true pleasure, the drugs she had been given and her already-aroused state meant that her body reacted automatically to the stimulation, her already-damp crotch growing even wetter. At the same time, a tiny hint of pleasure crept into her screams of agony, as she gradually became more and more aroused.

With the prior sexual frustration that had been forced upon her, it would not take long for her to approach orgasm. The pain was still overwhelming but, in some ways, that only increased her arousal. Realising the situation, and desperate for release, Sakura sped up her movements, wanting to obtain some relief before her captor inevitably stopped her once more, the chilli sauce now distributed through her insides sufficiently well that further movement had no effect on the level of pain she was in.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sakura's ministration brought joy to Sascha, as the song and dance goes, which kept festering some sort of arousal in the Ghoul. Her legs shift, and her crotch grow moist and damp with lust, and all of that originated from watching the Matou's suffering grow all the more palpable with every pains she screamed out.

It was pretty clear to Sascha the more she stared, that Sakura was beginning to reach the cusp of her climax, her folds were growing all the more wet and soppy. So, Sascha approaches Sakura, snatches the dildo out of the desperate former Tohsaka's grasp, harshly. The purple haired girl's rectum was inflamed red and raw, yet it had a taste of the hot sauce. Sakura's wet entrance did not. To rectify that, Sascha shoved the dildo without preamble nor indication of her intent, as far as possible into Sakura's snatch. Shoving it deep up to her cervix, letting the spiked bumpy ends caress against Sakura's carnal caverns... only to pull that dildo back.

The mercenary woman giggled in delight, only to push the dildo piece deep inside again, only to pull, and then to push in that rhythm. Leaving no inch of Sakura's snatch cavern untouched with the horrendously hot lubricant currently smearing the sex-toy.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura continued to pump the dildo inside her ass, screaming in agony all the while when, suddenly, her captor approached her, ripping the phallic toy straight out of her hands. Not daring to even try to resist, Sakura simply remained in position, the burning pain in her rear still just as intense despite the removal of the sadistically-lubricated dildo, feeling frustrated from the lack of stimulation. Before she could make any attempt to move, however, her captor thrust the dildo into her sopping wet folds, her already-pained screams increasing in intensity as the remnants of the sauce began to burn her sensitive pussy lips.

"AAAHHHH! It hurts!" she moaned, the burning in her ass now joined by a slightly-less intense burning sensation on her pussy.

Once the dildo had been forced deep inside her, stretching her and rubbing painfully against her insides, her captor pulled it back out once more. Sakura continued to scream and moan as her captor violated her over and over, the pain unbearable. At the same time, though, her body continued to react to the stimulation, and she soon began to reach her peak.

"AAAHH! Owww! It hurts! Ohhhhh!" she continued to scream, her pained moans joined by the occasional moan of pleasure.

Sakura fully expected the sadistic woman to stop again but, this time, she did not. Instead, she continued to thrust the dildo inside the hysterically-screaming woman, bringing her closer and closer to the orgasm she craved. Yet, the pain she was in ensured that Sakura could not truly enjoy the experience and, even as the pleasure in her crotch began to build, her face was still screwed up in agony from the unbearable burning sensation.

With one final thrust, her tormentor brought her over the edge and into a pain-addled orgasm, her screams still a mixture of pleasure and pain. A sense of abject humiliation washed over Sakura as she realised what had happened. The woman had tortured her in the most agonising fashion and, then, she had used Sakura's own masochistic tendencies to bring her to orgasm, even as she screamed in agony from the burning pain of the chilli sauce.

And, worse still, Sakura knew this was only the beginning of her torment. She had no idea what would come next, but she was sure it would not be pleasant. Her sadistic mistress clearly enjoyed torturing and humiliating her far too much for her time in captivity to be anything but miserable.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Yanking out the now smeared dildo in both, hot sauce lubricant and sexual release juices, Sascha grappled Sakura's jaw, squeezing it wide open from her bottom lip, before shoving the dildo, which should at least still have some hot sauce still smeared on it, into her mouth. There was no respite nor any break given to the purple haired girl.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

As Sakura came down from her orgasm, her ass still feeling like it was on fire and her pussy not much better, her captor quickly yanked out the dildo, now smeared in Sakura's own juices. Then, grabbing hold of her captive's jaw, she yanked it open roughly, before shoving the device inside the prisoner's mouth.

Unable and unwilling to resist, Sakura felt the tangy taste of her own lust against her tongue, combined with the still-painfully-hot spiciness from the sauce that had been smeared on the dildo. She moaned into the phallic device as it was forced down her throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable, utterly degraded and very frightened of what was to come. She was bound helplessly before someone who had inflicted untold agony upon her and who, seemingly, intended to inflict even more agony in the future, and the thought frightened her massively.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha shoved the dildo further down Sakura's throat, going past her gag reflexes, and leaving the inappropriately flaccid sexual object in the purple haired girl's gullet. The East German keeps it there a while, if only to obstruct the Matou's breathing passages, before yanking the piece out finally, if only to observe Sakura's desperate reaction for air with some naked amusement, and mild boredom.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura gagged as the dildo was forced down her throat, the sensation of the large, spiky object deeply unpleasant, and the remnants of the hot sauce only adding to the discomfort. Worse, the sadistic woman did not pull the dildo back, instead leaving it stuck inside her throat, preventing the captive from breathing. Frightened and helpless, Sakura began to flail around, trying to grab hold of her captor's arms and pull the dildo out, her lack of strength ensuring that her efforts were met with little success. Unable to help herself, Sakura's discomfort increased as she began to run out of air, feeling like she was suffocating. Finally, though, her captor pulled the dildo out, leaving her captive coughing and breathing heavily, the burning pain in her pussy and ass still ensuring that her face was screwed up and her eyes watering.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Sascha giggled, Sakura's reaction and agony was clear to her, and she found the expression a delicious thing on the Matou's face. She leaned in, and kissed Sakura on her nose tip, before clapping her cheek twice with her palm.

"Tell me, do you want me to do worse to you?" The Ghoul remarked easily enough, as if she would do such a thing without a second thought. The thing is... she really would. It didn't really matter to her, at this point, this was just a rhetorical question. It was a given the mercenary woman would do horrid things to Sakura. "If not, then I want you to remove my trousers with your teeth. Bite through my skin, and you'll lose your teeth, and maybe your jaw."

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura's torturer giggled cruelly as she coughed and spluttered, quite obviously drawing significant pleasure from her captive's suffering. Then, as the girl continued to splutter, her ass and pussy still burning painfully, her captor leaned in and kissed her slave on the nose, before slapping her cheek twice.

"Tell me, do you want me to do worse to you?" she said, the nonchalant way she spoke sending shivers down Sakura's spine. "If not, then I want you to remove my trousers with your teeth. Bite through my skin, and you'll lose your teeth, and maybe your jaw."

Based on the woman's previous actions, Sakura had absolutely no doubt that she would follow through with the threat. In fact, she was fairly sure that more horrible torture would come even if she did not comply. The way she screwed up her face and let out the occasional pained moan as a result of the previous torture that had been inflicted upon her was testament to that.

Still, even if she knew she would suffer regardless, she was sure that her suffering would be worse if she did not comply. And, so, as the woman had demanded, she moved to remove the trousers, beginning with the belt. Still in significant pain and very exhausted from her torment, Sakura's movements were slow and clumsy, her determination not to make a mistake and trigger the horrific consequences that the woman had described ensuring that she did not even attempt to speed up beyond her comfort zone, as much as she was sure that her slowness would be met by further punishment.

[LFR Tsar]

Captor Sascha

Despite Sakura's haste, Sascha mocked a look of impatience on her expression, and stared at Sakura's progression of pants unlatching. It was arduous if anything, but rather poignant, if especially because of her determination and fear of punishment. The East German figured she can't have that (particularly if Sakura doesn't make mistakes) anyways, so she glared rather obviously at the purple haired girl to drive a wedge of terror into her.

"Fraulein, are you trying to test my patience?" The sadistic Ghoul asked in a polite tone. "Because this is a good way to test my patience. I was thinking perhaps... I'll have to offer some incentives to speed up." Sascha cracked her knuckles a few times, letting the audible popping sound resound loudly for Sakura to hear.

[Cherry Lover]

Captured Sakura

Sakura withered slightly under her captor's glare, knowing that the impatient look she was giving was a very bad sign, whether or not it was genuine.

"Fraulein, are you trying to test my patience?" the woman asked, obviously referring to her slow progress. "Because this is a good way to test my patience. I was thinking perhaps... I'll have to offer some incentives to speed up."

With that, she cracked her knuckles a few times, causing Sakura to shudder slightly at the thought of further punishment, the burning pain from the earlier torture still causing her significant discomfort. Yet, despite her fear, Sakura did not dare to speed up too much, in case she made a serious mistake. She didn't want to lose her teeth, or her jaw, after all. So, she continued to slowly and surely remove the belt, albeit slightly faster than before, and then moved her teeth to grasp the trousers theirselves.

Loose as they were, the trousers came off without much difficulty, baring the woman's legs to her captive. Yet, all Sakura could think of was what horrible torments would be inflicted upon her next.